Chapter 12

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*Jennifer's POV*

I wake up and the first thing I see is Harry laying beside me holding his head with his hand just... staring at me.

he is smiling

''Good morning sleeping beauty''

''What are you doing papi?''

''You look perfect when you're sleeping, um sorry did it bother you?''

''No, no of course not that's sweet'' I smile

''Do you wanna go and have some breakfast?''

''Sure, let me get dressed'' I smile while biting my lip ''Um harry?'' I say, ''yes mama?'' ''you ripped my dress last night and that's the only thing I brought'' ''take my shirt, I'll call someone to get you some clothes'', ''thanks papi''

*Harry's POV*

''Hello? Alina? Hi, this is Harry Connick I was wondering if you could please send me something to the Ritz hotel? we got a situation here, just pick something nice, yes small will be good um no actually medium pants and small hoodie, perfect thanks.

''Oh so my hips are fat then?'' She says

''No Jen, you got a big situation behind you''

''Oh my god you're crazy'' she laughs

''Jen?''

''Yes Harry?''

''We didn't used a condom neither last weekend and last night I guess we were really drunk to care about that'' 

''Papi do you know where I work right? I got it under control don't worry''

''Talking about that Jen, I don't want you to work there''

''Wo, wait so you're saying you don't want me to work anymore? you said you didn't had a problem with my job papi'' 

she's mad

''No no that's not what I meant, I just don't like the idea of other men touching you, or kissing you or...''

''yeah yeah I get what you're trying to say but why?''

''I just don't like it Jennifer''

''Are you jealous Mr. Connick?''

''Why would I be jealous Ms. Lopez?''

''I don't know, you're acting like it''

I walk to her and I'm now standing in front of her

''You know what? Actually yes, I AM jealous because I don't want other men to touch you, feel you, or even looking at you in a pervert way and you wanna know why? Because I like you Jennifer, the way you make me feel it's... indescribable I haven't met a woman before who make me feel like the way you make me feel and I don't even know why i'm saying this you're probably thinking i'm crazy because we've only know each other for like 2 weeks but I can't take my eyes off you, ever''

she looks down like she's about to cry

''oh god did I said something wrong mama?''

''No, no actually I loved it and thank you Harry but I don't know... I'm scared''

''Scared? why?''

''Relationships means getting hurt''

''Not if you're with the right person''

she kisses me, softly and delicate.

''Let's just know each other a little more'' she says

''Of course Jennifer, anything you want to do''

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