Cold Feet

Chapter Two

Jess' POV:

Iris was fuming.

We were back in her room, at the apartments, and she was raging.

"Who does that fucker think she is? Kissing my cheek with his nasty lips."

I sighed, "Iris it was two days ago. Why don't we go out for ice cream? Help you calm down."

She sighed and nodded, grabbing her keys.

Once we arrived to the ice cream parlor, I wish we hadnt. Cause when walked I saw a certain blonde Irish boy.
He smirked and stood up, making his was over to us. As soon as he was close to us, Iris smacked him.

"What the hell?" He screamed.

I started laughing, turning to high five Iris.

"Don't ever fucking kiss me again without my permission," Iris stated, snarling.

Just then, Harry walked out of the bathroom and made his way over to us.

"What happened?" He asked, looking directly at me.

I blushed a little bit, but quickly shook out of my trance.

"He deserved it," was all I said. Harry rolled his eyes, picking Niall up.

"And you deserve to get hit by a bus," Harry replied.

I scoffed but quickly smiled, coming up with a plan.

Slowly walking towards Harry, I grabbed his hand. He gulped, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry Harry," I stated. His furrowed his eyebrows, confused.

I leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm sorry you're so gullible."

And I quickly grabbed the ice cream out of his hand and pushed it into his face.

He gasped, trying to wipe it off with his hands, whilst Niall was laughing.

I grabbed Iris' hand and we ran out, almost dying because we couldn't breath from laughing so hard.

Once our laughter died down, she turned to me and smiled.

"Since the ice cream didn't really work out, why don't we go thrift shopping?" she asked.

I just nodded, heading towards her car, but before I got in I saw Harry walk out of the ice cream parlor and flipped him off.

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Hey. Chapter two bitches!

The girl in the picture is Jess.

Love y'all

~xx