-Day 13 of 100-
Jane's POV
I am currently cleaning the room I am staying at. I've learned that Harry hire maids for a day to clean up the mess in this mansion. So I cleaned mine, trying to reduce the mess.
The maids will come by at 2 o'clock. While they're cleaning, Harry told Bella we should go out for a while. Explore the city or some sort but of course, I declined. I better stay in my room doing nothing than having sunlight shine on me.
Five days. We haven't spoke for five days and guilt's eating me. Harry must've misunderstood my delivery. Then again, there's nothing to be misunderstood. It was a complete insult.
Maybe I made Harry feel bad. Maybe I made him feel that his pride is high. Maybe Harry thought that I think that he wasn't capable of saying sorry to me. These thoughts made me extra guilty.
Bella started to ask questions. Everytime she does, Harry will give me the still-think-she-sent-me-you-insensitive-lady look. I feel like he's playing the guilt card or something.
After finishing cleaning, I put away the things I used then took a shower. I washed myself, dried off then changed into a simple shorts and a muscle tee.
I sat on the bed then plugged my earphones in. Sparks Fly started playing.
The way you move is like a full on rainstorm
And I'm a house of cards
You're the kind of reckless
That should send me runnin'
I was the house of cards or maybe it was him. I shouldn't be pushing myself to him. I know he'll just push me out. He won't get out of my head. I think about him every night and day. I feel bad when we fight.
The song played on.
Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down
Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around
'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
Green eyes. His eyes, staring at me everyday. It's like it was filled with ice. His dreams and his whole being haunts me everytime he is not around. Bothers me really.
When he smiles. I know how his smile looks like. I've seen it before, just not at me but at Bella. I know deep inside I felt something churning, fluttering. Oh gosh.
This is so bad.
My mind forgets to remind me
You're a bad idea
You touch me once and it's really something
Harry is a bad idea but my head didn't mind it. It makes me want to be with him, be friends or anything close.
The time I held his wrist, I felt electricity. Tingly feeling spreading through me. I didn't expect it. It just.. happened.
Ugh. This is too much. I stopped the song and unplugged the earphones. I sighed many times and run a hand through my damp hair.
"Jane Therese. Why the hell are you thinking those things?" I spoke to myself. I pressed the pillow on my face and whined loudly as I could. I was like a dying whale.
Why was I thinking about it? I know I shouldn't.
A knock snapped me out my thoughts, "Jane! I can hear you! Stop being a whale." Bella's voice boomed. She heard me? Oh well, she maybe deep sleeper but she's like Horton. I feel like my description is wrong.
I tittered, "Sorry!" She didn't answer but I heard her footsteps, slowly fading. She went away.
I felt sleepiness creeping in so I closed my eyes and quickly went to sleep with Harry's face inked on my mind.
Harry's POV
I'm still kinda pissed on what Jane said about Bella sending me there. It messes up with my pride (?). Can't she just appreciate me apologizing? Christ.
It's been hell of a five days and all we do is to snob each other. Bella questions everything. I may have told her a little 'good' part of it. I'm just a little scared she might ask Jane about it. I wouldn't want to have a two versus one fight here.
Yesterday, my mum called. I answered it but it was Jane's mum. I was a little stiff at first but then I warmed up. She just asked me how her daughter was doing and Jane was supposed to call her but she never did.
I remembered that day when I was too scared to say sorry. Jane was supposed to call her mother but I stopped her and asked her to stay. But it all turned out bad.
Feeling so guilty was all I could feel. I overreacted.
"Harry? Did you hear me?" Bella asked.
"What?" I asked. Bella rolled her eyes, similar like mine.
"I said, the maids are here." She stood up and started to walk away.
"Where are you going?" She was going straight out the door.
She smiled, "Dustin."
"Him again?" I snorted, "You are spending too much time with him." I smirked. It's true though, Bella was always at that guy Dustin's house. She barely stays here.
An eyebrow cocked then she crossed her arms, "And you've been spending too much time with Jane." She smirked and mine faltered. Jane again. Damn.
"Bye bro." She mocks.
I stood up and entertained the maids then let them do their jobs. I went upstairs to my bedroom, they weren't cleaning it yet so I lay down and rested.
I couldn't help thinking about Jane. She looks so innocent yet she has that.. something. Something so intriguing and mischievous. She never fails to smile. It's like she is obliged to smile for her whole lifetime. Not that her smile's ugly - it's beautiful actually.
I just wish life has a rewind button so I can undo everything I did to her.
Jane. The first time I heard her name, I hated it. That's why I was so annoyed when I knew she was going to stay here. I never knew that she was so different from her.
Days past, I knew I shouldn't treat her like this. I'm such an asshole. A big, pathetic asshole.
I need to be friends with her or anything close really, but my mind keeps saying that she's no good and that I'll stay like this - miserable.
If I got the chance to rewind everything, I wouldn't do everything I did today. I would never.
(a/n:
Edited bc this was cut. Hahahha bye :* xoxo)
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