Chasing The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction

Advice

(She-said)

My first kiss. Thinking back to Zayn and what he said. For the first time in my life someone told me they love me. Not my family, but another being unrelated to me. For the first time in my life someone tried to kiss me on my lips. Thinking of Zayns lips on mine sent my heart racing three-hundred miles per hour.

Then I thought to Harry. What am I going to do about Harry? Of course I still have feelings for him, I mean, he is my first love. He's still carrying around my first kiss, but someone's trying to take it from under him, and that someone is Zayn. Maybe I'm just holding onto something that isn't even mine. Maybe Harry will never like me, but I know deep down I'm hoping for the day he gradually does.

Harry,

Zayn,

Harry,

Zayn.

I kept thinking if I had to choose, who would I pick. With Zayn I know where I stand. I know he loves me, he has feelings for me, he's willing to open his heart up to me and make me his girlfriend, but do I even want to be? I'm not sure of that answer, or if I even line him. Maybe these nerves are because I've never had someone like me or tried to kiss me before. All I know is Zayn makes me happy, and he's never hurt me.

Harry, oh Harry is a completely different story. He's hurt me at least three times I'm guessing. I've always forgave him, because staring into those green eyes as they hint with guilt, and his pleading face I can't stay mad. What if I'm just making excuses for what I think of what I see Harry as instead of who he really is. I know Harry makes me smile more times in my lifetime then there were seconds. He makes my heart flutter and my skin burn with just a touch. I just don't know if I want to risk it all with him. I'm not even sure what he thinks of me.

Jason barged into my room and came up to me. He pulled the earphones of of my ears and my hearing had to re adjust for a bit as I was blasting songs from pandoras Ed Sheeran radio station.

"SERENA!" He yelled. I was startled at how high his tone was. He sounded irritated, but I just always have to sass people back.

"JASON!" I screamed in the same tone he used with that hint of irritation. I mean, I'm right here he doesn't have to yell making me go deaf. I'm already, legally blind! I have to use these glasses to see, barely! (See what I did there? No? Okay.) He sighed, and used his normal tone of voice after that.

"Moms been calling you for about five minutes. She wants you to help her with something in the kitchen."

I let out a groan as all I wanted to do was lay on my bed listening to Ed Sheeran. His voice almost as sexy as Drakes. I just love his music so much. I love basically all types, except opera.

Jason poked my waist knowing it was a ticklish spot for me. I shifted uncomfortable trying to get away from his touch. I hated when people tickled me. Especially when they touch my waist. I mean, I got curves and I'm proud, but if you touch it I'm a berry. All eyes on me when I walk in, no questions that this girl attend! Okay, Serena you just lost your train of thoughts. Wait, am I really talking to myself? Well your asking yourself that question so yeah. Wow you really need to stop doing that Serena. I know.

Conversation with me, myself, and I ended as I butt scooted out my room and downstairs to lazy to get up. My butt really hurts now. I get up and open the kitchen door closing it as I walk in.

"You needed me mom?" She eyes me as I took some eyes putting it in a plastic bag, and pressing shading my bum. Butt scooting is a bad idea, don't try it at home kids.

"Yes. Help me decide what we should bring to the dinner with the Davis' this afternoon. I'm not sure from cheese cake to Flan."

Flan is a baked dish consisting of an open-topped pastry case with a savory or sweet filling mainly made by Hispanics. Did I mention I was born in Puerto Rico? No? Okay.

"How about neither and let's just make some pastries. Maybe make some flan for ourselves though." I said adding an innocent smile so she'll consider my idea about the flan. She rolled her eyes playfully and handed me an apron. I rolled my eyes and got out the filling, dough, flower, and eggs.

Pastries it is!

I cleaned off the counter and spread flower all over it. Mom rolled the dough then flattened it, over the flower. She started to cut it in pieces, and handed them to me. I filled it with the filling, rolled it up, and put the egg over it. We kept repeating these steps and my mom played music but we sang off key and high pitch to our favorite Hispanic song, Odio, by Romeo Santos ft. Drake.

"So Jonathan told me about his encounter with you and Zayn yesterday." My face turned beet red in embarrassment. I'm going to get Jonathan later for that! She laughed at my re-action to her statement.

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know."

"Why don't you know?"

I thought about it for a minute. I think back to Harry, and how I'm in love with him. Can I like one guy and love another? I don't even think that's possible. Maybe I do like Zayn, I'm not sure, thus comes out the answer, I don't know.

"Because of Harry." Her eyes widened at my answer. She stopped cutting the dough and looked at me with a smile creeping up on her lips. Okay, I know for most girls they tell there mom everything, but for me, I tell my dad everything leaving my mom oblivious.

"What about Harry?" she asks wiggling her eyebrows.

"I've been in love with him for years. I'm just not sure if I can like Zayn and love Harry."

I stopped doing what I was to, putting down the mixer and sack of flour. We both looked at each other in all seriousness until she broke the silence saying something dad would say, catching me by surprise, but in more confusion then ever.

"Honey, if you love two people at the same time. Choose the second one. Because if you truly loved the first one, you would have never fallen for the other."

HEY TROLLS!

Sorry I haven't updated in a long time I just got settled into a new school. Don't worry I didn't forget about you guys! I have to go back to school tomorrow, cuz it's Monday, and even though it's a small school, I got lost inside of it. 😂😂. Wish me luck will ya?

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