“Jasmine! How are you?” My mother screamed into the phone. Should I be rude to her or should I be nice? “Hey mum I’m fine yourself?” “I am good love thought I would call to see how you are going.” “I’m doing great actually. Like you would really care if I was.” “Jasmine, I’m trying as hard as I can to re-build our relationship but you are making it so difficult.” “you have made it this way mum. Look I’ve gotta go coz Paige is here and we need to get ready for class. Email me if you are so desperate.” “Okay see you Jasmine.” I lied but thank god she’s gone. I don’t get why she bothers me so much when she doesn’t care. Most girls my age can relate and talk to their mums about anything but I cant say anything to my mum because she really doesn’t give a fuck about me. I wish I could go to her and talk to her about Harry, Gabby and Zayn but she doesn’t care. That’s what has hurt me the most. Well least it was the weekend now and I was going to hopefully go do some shopping with Paige and maybe get something to wear next weekend to the festival. I have yoga after classes today. I needed to un-wind and just relax. I’m going to quickly ran to the shops after that and grab some pasta and cook that for dinner and maybe go rent a movie. Paige wasn’t going to be home because well she has Liam now and I haven’t seen her in a while so I hope maybe she may want to catch up with me.
Today I wanted to look nice. I knew Zayn would be sitting front row in the class room and well I wanted to look nice. I decided today to wear black stockings, my little ankle boots with the sliver buckle, a short skirt over the top and a white knitted jumper with small polka dots in it. I loved this one because I bought it last year when I went to stay with my Aunty and Uncle in Melbourne. I decided to slightly curl my hair today to change it up a bit of foundation, powder, blush and mascara. I loved my mascara the most. And to top it up a soft pinkly gloss. I glanced in the mirror and thought I kinda looked okay. I put on some perfume and ran over to my cardboard and grabbed my training tights and my purple singlet and sneakers to wear to yoga. Hopefully Harry wouldn’t be training for soccer because if he was then I would see him there and well I don’t want to. Even though I missed his face and his curly hair.
I left the room and locked the door behind me and saw Paige walking up to me holding Liam’s hand. I really liked Liam. Even if he was on the bad side. “Hi Jas. Wow you look lovely today.” Paige’s comments always made me smile. But she was my best friend. She had to say those kind words to me. “Thanks Paige. Did you get a hair cut?” Paige’s hair was abit shoulder but it looked good on her. “yeah I did. I needed some sort of change because new me. I’m London Paige now. Not shitt Adelaide Paige.” My heart ached when she said Adelaide. I mean yes Adelaide is a shit hole but it was still home. “So did you wanna join us for lunch?” “Yeah of course. That sounds great.” “Meet Liam and I at 1pm at the back table. That’s where Liam and Zayn hang.” Liam and Zayn are good friends? That’s awesome least Zayn will be there with me when Paige is all over Liam. “Good to see you lovely.” Liam said as he brushed past me. “See you at 1pm” Paige quickly hugged me and latched back onto Liam and they walked further down the hall way. I lifted my bag over my shoulder and headed to Mr Henley’s class.
The class was chatting loudly because hey it’s Friday and everyone looks so happy. Harry surprisingly was early for once and as I walked in he grabbed my arm. “Harry seriously what would you like?” I snapped back to him. Harry today had tight black jeans on. The ones he always would wear. A black jumper and a checked red bandanna that looked like a shirt. “Why cant we be friends Jas?” “Firstly Harry to you I am Jasmine. Second you tease me, pick on me and make fun of me 24/7. It’s not nice. Then kiss me while you are half drunk. Lead me on and then expect me to just be okay? If you want to be friends you need to fight for this because I’m not. Plus you are always with Gabby and she hates me for God knows why.” Harry’s eyes rolled and he looked annoyed. “Forget it then. I am friends with Liam though so good luck with this whole trying to ‘avoid Harry thing’ you’ve got going on. I couldn’t really be bothered with him. He needed to learn my respect before we started speaking or whatever. I moved away from him and tapped Zayn’s shoulder. He raked my body up and down and his eyes went wide. “Jasmine. Holy shit. You look beautiful.” He stood up and gave me a hug. I could feel Harry’s eyes burning through my soul but I tried to ignore them. Harry doesn’t know what I know about him and Olivia. He needs to stop being so fucking stupid and grow up.
I checked my phone and it was 10 minutes to 1pm. I could feel myself falling asleep and that’s not like me at all. Why this lesson so boring. Zayn tapped my shoulder and I quickly turned to face him. He giggled and smiled at me. “And that’s it with William Shakespeare. Next week meaning Monday I would like to look and Macbeth and get everyone’s opinion on it.” I did MacBeth in year 10 for English so hopefully I can remember everything. “I’m having lunch with Liam today and he texted me and told me you would be there babe.” Zayn said. “I’ll be there too ladies.” Harry smirked and came up behind us. “Cool I’ll just go put my stuff away and I can walk you.” Zayn said. “Okay.” Harry followed us out the door. I don’t know why but he did. “Zayn Zayn Zayn.” Harry glared and spoke. Zayn just looked at him and kept walking with me. I knew Harry was jealous. I knew it but he would of/could have had me but he fucked it up. I wasn’t like this. Thinking about two boys who were beautiful but one sadly was a dickhead. It just wasn’t like me. But I’ve sorta changed abit. I’m not so quiet anymore. I saw Alex running over to me. “Hey Jas, you free tonight?” Well I was but could I be bothered? Nope but I needed to make new friends. “Nah I’m not. Why’s that? “New club in town has just opened and like heaps of us are going. I thought we should ask you. “I’ll be there.” Harry told Alex. “Yeah I’ll come but I don’t have anything to wear. I’ve never been to a club so who knows what will happen.” “Swig past mine after! I’ve got so many dresses and something beautiful to fit with your curves.” Harry’s eyes moved to my eyes and he licked his lip. I blushed of course but then I was filled with angry because Harry pissed me off. Zayn finally returned and we walked to the lunch room.
We got there and sat down right at the back table. Harry was sitting up on the table with his back against the wall, Paige on Liam’s lap, Alex came to and she was curled up on a boy. Think his name is Lewis? Wait... Casper...WHERE IS HE? its none of my busniess but where is he? She was with him last weel and now he's gone. I don’t know I cant remember and then there was Zayn and I. Sitting on the edge of the seat staring at each other and making small talk. “So all you ass holes going to come tonight?” Alex said. “what’s happening tonight?” I blonde hair, thick accent, Irish boy walked up to the table. His eyes were sky blue. He was cute. “Niall you can come if you want.” Alex told him. Niall is that bad guy Zayn was telling me about. Zayn shifted started playing with his car keys and I knew he didn’t feel right. “Well who’s that pretty girl over there?” Niall pointed at me. “That’s Jas.” Harry said grinning for who knows why. “I’m Niall pretty. Nice to meet you.” I shook Niall’s hand. I was scared of him only because I knew what he had done. “Zayn I have a free next. You should come with me and we can study and look over MacBeth.” I whispered into Zayn’s ear. He nodded and we continued sitting there listening to what they were all saying. And I could see Harry looking at me every 5 seconds.
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Wasted Knowledge - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction
Fanfiction19-year-old Australian girl Jasmine has just finished her last year of school and has topped in all her classes getting between 90-100% for all her subjects. She is shocked when she is offered a position in London’s top university. Jasmine has to pa...