Deadly Rose

Chapter 28: Jazlyn

"Angelina!"

"No," she said simply.

"But-"

"No, Jazlyn, not happening,"

I slid in front of her worktable to stop her from working on some type of dress. "All you have to do is tell me what Harry is planning for my birthday!"

"Your birthday is tomorrow!" Angelina said, pushing me away from her worktable. "Jazlyn, there's nothing wrong with waiting for tomorrow! Besides, why would you think Harry would tell me anything that he is planning for you?"

"Because you know everything!" I sat down next to her. "Spill it out, what do you know?"

Angelina shrugged and continued sewing the fabric on the dress. "I'm not spilling anything. You can wait one more day, Jazlyn."

"Is this revenge for not telling you about the party Niall threw for you?"

Angelina stopped sewing and rolled her eyes. She looked up at me. "No, this isn't revenge. I promised Harry that I won't tell you anything about what is happening on your birthday."

"So you do know something!"

"Of course, I know something. Did you drink your potion today?"

"Yes, I did." I leaned against the seat. "That drink is so disgusting."

"Sorry, it's for the best."

"I know. I'm so happy that Jacob hasn't been going inside my head. I've had enough of that guy." I looked at the dress Angelina was making. "What's this for?"

"I like making stuff sometimes when I'm not biting necks," Angelina smirked.

"Baby!" Harry said, coming into Angelina's room. "I've been looking everywhere for you!"

I pouted and turned away from Harry. Angelina noticed and giggled. "She's not happy with you, Harry."

"What did I do?" Harry said, coming to hug me. I pulled him away. "Is this about the party? Jazlyn, you just have to wait one more day!"

"She doesn't want to wait one more day. She wants to know right now."

"I can't tell you right now," Harry grabbed my hand. "Baby, don't do this. Talk to me."

I continued to ignore him, until he leaned towards me and blew in my ear. I squealed and turned away from him. "I want to know!" I whined.

"Not until tomorrow night," Harry shook his head.

"Ugh!" I groaned and slammed my head against the table. "Ow," I groaned against it.

Harry laughed, "Come on, let's leave Angelina alone."

"Yes, leave Angelina alone. She has things she needs to do," she said as she sewed.

Harry scooped me over his shoulder and carried me away. I protested, but his grip didn't loosen. "Why do you always have to carry me?"

"It's fun," Harry said, smacking my butt playfully. When we were in our bedroom, Harry sat me down. "I know you want to know what is happening for you birthday, but it's a surprise. You just have to get through tonight and then get through the day."

"Wait, are you telling me that I have to wait until tomorrow evening?"

Harry nodded hesitantly. "It will go by fast!"

I groaned and fell face forward on the bed. "You hate me," I mumbled. "Just admit it, Harry, you just hate me. That's why you're doing this to me."