Chapter 22: "-we call it our gift."

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Kiss You-One Direction

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Jill's P.O.V:

The strong smell of coffee fills my nostrils waking me up. My eyes flutter open looking for the source of the smell.

"Morning love." Dave smiles at me...what is he still doing here? I furrow my eyebrows looking around the lounge."We fell asleep playing Scrabble last night. Kate was kind enough to make me some coffee before she left."

"What time is it?" I yawn in the most unattractive way possible.

"Eight, we should go out for breakfast." He offers.

"Yeah sure, I have to teach a class at twelve." I sit up scanning the lounge for me slippers.

"Best hurry up and shower then, I'll make you tea." Dave gets up pulling my slippers from underneath the sofa.


"Thanks." I smile sheepishly. Waking up and heading up stairs.

"You won by the way." Dave shouts from the foyer.

"I always do." I shout back smiling. I've always been the best at boardgames. I can't wait till Holly, Lilly and Poppy find out they have been casted as dolls. Sadie is going to be so upset though I feel really bad, I'm glad Dani's breaking the news to them, I wouldn't be able to handle that. I think to myself as I pick out something to wear. My white T-shirt dress and Doc Martins will do...I don't really feel like dressing up.



I step out of the lovely hot shower. Putting on fresh knickers and brushing my hair. Once I'm done I decide to look for my black shorts to wear underneath the T-shirt dress just because it makes me feel more comfortable. I finally find it bringing it up my legs. A series of shouts are heard and my room door flies open as I zip up my shorts. Harry and Dave stand at the door gawking at me. "GET OUT!" I shout. Flinging things at them to get their attention off of my body.

"Bloody fools. I've got to lock me room door in me own house!" I say to myself. I'm such a mug...I plop down on my bed pulling my T-shirt dress over my head. I comb my lashes with mascara and run a light shade of pink gloss over my lips. After pulling on my Doc Martians, I run my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath before opening the door. Thankfully the lads aren't here. As I descend the staircase as I mentally prepare myself for the awkward situation I'm about to walk into.



Harry stands against the wall swinging his car keys around his fingers, while Dave sits on the sofa staring into his coffee. I check both the lads for visible bruises before I make my presence known. They both seem fine enough... I clear my throat.

"Took you long enough." Harry says at the exact time that Dave apologizes for walking in on me.

"It's alright." I tell Dave.

"You have to come with me now." Harry walks toward me.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because..." He looks sternly at me.

"You have to." He reaches for my hand.

"Don't touch her." Dave stands up.

"Sit the fuck down and drink your coffee Cole." Harry glares at him. "This is none of your concern."
I furrow my eyebrows looking back and forth between the lads this is probably important. Harry wouldn't have come here for nothing. Not for me at least. I walk past Harry picking up my phone from the sofa.

"I'll be okay." I tell Dave.

"I thought you said-"

"This is important." I cut him off. He sighs, pulling me to him. He hugs me longer than necessary and places a kiss on my forehead after, Harry immaturely gags and Dave glares at him once more "I'll ring you later." I give Dave a reassuring smile.



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