Chapter 27

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Songs:

Loved you first.

Heartbreak girl.

Mad at myself.

Jess's P.O.V.

It was about 6 o'clock and everyone was inside getting ready for the night. Rhenn and I were in one of Zayn's many guest rooms. He had told me the night before that he had rented this place last tour, because they were here so much. He wanted a home away from home. I couldn't get him out of my head. Every little thing he did made me smile, he was just so perfect. I'm waiting for something to come crashing down.

"You want help with that?" Rhenn asks, she's watching me struggle with my undershirt.

I turn around and she pulls it down for  me, careful of the sensitive skin on my back.

"Thanks." I tell her.

"Welcome. Uhm Jess.. I have major butterflies." 

I walk over to where she is sitting with her head on the vanity. I grab one of the other chairs in the room and slide it over behind her. I take the towel off of her head and start brushing her damp hair for her.

"Here, I'll do your hair and you can vent all you want to me."

She sighs and leans back in the chair giving me full access to her blonde locks.

"Jess, I don't need to figure my feelings out for Michael, because....Because I already know I like him. He won't feel the same way about me. He's way too damn good for me Jess. I can't get him out of my head. Like the night he took care of me; What guy gets out of bed at 3 in the morning to check to see if I'm okay? Nobody has ever just came and rubbed my back when I don't feel good, aside from my parents. My heart fucking fluttered When he called me 'Babe', for shit sake's!." The tears were streaming down her face now. "And I need to talk to Lou because I hate the tension between us. It makes every gathering so awkward because I know he's told the boys. They're best friends. They know something is up between us. I hate not being apart of that secret. I wanna know what's going in that beautiful head of his. I have no feelings for him, but I want a fucking explanation!!" She's now yelling.

"Rhenn, the boys are going to hear you." Just when I finish that sentence, Michael pops his head in the door. His brown and blonde hair is still damp from the shower.

"Is everything alright? I heard yelling in here..." He trails off when Rhenn looks at him. Her tear stained face says it all. Her eyes well up again and she puts her head in her arms on the vanity.

His face falls and he rushes to her side. "Rhenn, what's wrong? What happened? Is it me, did I do something? Please look at  me.." He has his hand on her naked back.

She can't speak, she just shakes her head no in between sobs.

"Michael, I think we should just finish getting ready. Then when we're done and she's calmed down a bit, you can talk to her. I'm sure she'll be able to form words by then."

He looks down and nods his head, then walks to the door and quietly shuts the it.

"Thank you.." She says quietly.

"Mhmm, no problem babe. Now you can cry all you want, the blow dryer will be loud enough so no one can hear it."

I dry her hair with a round brush so we dont have to straighten anything but her bangs. Her layers flip out everywhere giving her tons of body and volume. I can see that she's still crying by the way her back trembles as she tries to breath.

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