Bipolar

Chapter 3

[ Jade ]

After eating we got back into Harry's warm car that makes me feel tired and so peaceful. My eyes began to droop as Harry started the car, no I can't sleep, but I couldn't help it. I was exhausted.

I woke up in a bed, and not my bed. The sheets were white and the blankets were also white but with imprinted floral prints on them. The room smelled of mint and cologne, Harry's cologne.

I sat up rubbing my eyes adjusting to the brightness that the windows gave off behind the white, sheer curtains. I swung my legs over noticing I didn't have any pants on, only my underwear and I widened my eyes. I had on a black shirt that covered my areas, but still! Harry changed me out of my clothes!

I got up slipping on my jeans and walking out of the clean, bright room and into a hallway. I turned to my right and down a set of stairs. "Harry?" I called out quietly as I get to the end of the staircase. "You're awake." He smiles and I nod slowly. "You changed me.." I huff and he shrugs. "So? I didn't do anything." He said like it was no big deal.

"But you saw my body!" I say and a smirk lands on his lips. "Yeah, and it's a nice one." He says and I narrow my eyes at him. "Whatever." I huff again turning around so he couldn't see the blush on my cheeks.

"Hey, uh..I washed your sweater, it had food on it." He smiles while leaning against the doorway and crossing his arms over his tan, inked chest. "Thanks." I mumble quietly.

"Can I have it?" I ask not intending to be rude, but it sounded sure like it. "Hey, don't get an attitude." He growls and I roll my eyes then look around seeing how huge his house is. "Wow." I gasp and he chuckles. "Big, right?" He smirks and I roll my eyes again at his dirty mind.

"But yes, it is." I giggle and he chuckles deeply making me smile and blush. "I should get home.." I say and he furrows his eyebrows. "Why? So you can see your stupid friends?" He says with no emotion and I shrug. "They aren't stupid!" I defend Hanna and David, even though I don't really like him.

"Yes they are, they don't like you." He whispers and I felt like punching him in the throat. "You don't even know them!" I yell at him and he rolls his piercing green eyes at me.

"So? I can tell they don't like you. Who would?" I raise my eyebrows and shove him out of my way to find my shoes. "I hate you." I mutter spotting my midnight black boots under his coffee table in the enormous living room.

I slip them on and grab my phone that was sitting on the table, I didn't have any notifications, not even a text from Hanna seeing if I was okay. I sigh and slip the phone into my back pocket.

"I need that shirt." Harry says and I look up in frustration then take it off throwing it on the floor. "What? You've already seen my body!" I scream in anger then walk out into the foyer. "Wait, here." He says giving me a grey sweatshirt. "It's cold." He adds and I snatch it from his large hand then tug it on my body then walk home in the cold weather. Harry lived a few miles away so when I got home I was freezing.

I immediately go to the bathroom and start the bathtub and take off my clothes. I sit down and lay back getting warmer by the second. I closed my eyes and began to relax not thinking of Harry at all.

After bathing I dry off and slip into a pair of sweatpants and a random, old sweater. I grab my iPad and watch movies on Netflix until It was late at night.

I wake up the next morning with a light headache causing me to groan while getting up. I go upstairs to see if we have any ibuprofen, and unfortunately we don't. Just fantastic.

I pull on a pair of boots and a coat, and go out in my pajamas because I don't give a fuck how I look. But, I do pull my hair back in ponytail.

I get to the local pharmacy using Hanna's car, that she let me borrow, this time. I walk inside quickly wanting to get out of the freezing cold air.

I go back to the medicines and things to look for the pills I need. When I get to the specific aisle I see someone I did and didn't want to come in contact with.

"Hello." He smiles his beautiful, pearly white smile that makes me melt like the witch in the wizard of oz. I'm the wicked witch of the west and Harry is the water that makes me melt.

"Hi." I say with a monotoned voice as I look for the bottle of ibuprofen. "Whatcha looking for-"

"Shouldn't you be at work?" I hiss remembering he told me that he owns a law firm. "Yes, but I took the day off." He smiles and I nod slowly as I skim my eyes over his outfit. A black shirt, brown, fleece coat, black skinny jeans, and his tan boots.

"Why?" I ask him and he shrugs. "Didn't feel like going today." He informs me and I nod. "Well, that's stupid." I say and he shrugs, again. "Hey, your sweater is in my car if you want it." He says and I nod quickly. "Yes, it's my favorite one..I need it." I say as I grab the ibuprofen bottle.

I quickly pay and walk out with Harry to get my top that I left at his house mistakenly. "Where is it?" I ask impatiently and he stares at me before unlocking his car and getting it from the back.

"Mr. Styles! Is this your new girlfriend?" I heard someone ask and I snapped my head to the place it was coming from. About fifteen people stood there with cameras surrounding us making me feel uneasy. "Who is she?" Multiple people asked and I gulped standing frozen in place. Harry has never had paparazzi when we were out, why now?

"No, now leave us alone." He commanded, but no one listened to his order. "What's your name?" A woman asked sweetly. "J-Jade.." I said stuttering and then they bombard me with more questions. "How old are you?!" Someone shouts. "Nineteen." I gulp almost choking on the thin air.

"Cute." The same woman says and I raise my eyebrows at her. "Excuse me? I'm not cute." I snap having a wave of confidence come over me. "Then you're what?" She snickers. "I'm sexy." I say brazenly and she laughs like the others. "Sure you are." They say and I roll my eyes shoving past them until a hand snatches my wrist.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I scream and run to my car then climb inside. What is happening?