Bipolar

Chapter 10

[ Jade ]

The next morning was the wedding, and I really wasn't prepared for this. I had two pimples on my forehead, why does this happen to me?! "Harry!" I yell as I try to do my makeup. "What?!" He yells next to me as he fixes his hair. "You almost broke my only perfume I brought." I huff elbowing him. He grunts and pushes my shoulder making me roll my eyes then put on the eyeshadow carefully.

"We have to be there in an hour and thirty minutes.." Harry says and I nod plugging in my curling iron. "Uh, where's my dress?" I say about to freak out. "It's on the bed." Harry assures me and I sigh in relief as I walk to go put it on. I pull on the dress and it reaches just above my knees. I smile and pat it down a bit then go back into the bathroom.

"Wow, that's beautiful on you." Harry smiles and I thank him. I do my hair which only takes about twenty minutes. I slip on some white flats as Harry puts on his fancy looking clothes. He had on a black button up that had the two top buttons open. He had on a pair of black dress pants and a black blazer thing, I don't remember what they're called. He also had on black boots, a black fedora, and a scarf that wasn't worn correctly. He looked like he was going to a funeral. What the hell!

"You look sexy as fuck." I whisper to myself as I drool over him. "Why thank you." He smirks and I snap my eyes up to his. "Did I say that?" I ask widening my eyes. "Yep." He said popping the 'p'. "Shit." I mutter as my face turns a crimson red. "It's alright." He chuckles and looks at his watch. "It's almost one thirty, we need to go." Harry says looking at me then back at the watch.

"Okay, let's go." I smile looking at myself in the mirror. Not to be cocky, but I think I look pretty good today. Harry and I walk out of the hotel room and I bump into..Elena! "Hey." She smiles. "What happened yesterday?" She asks and Harry taps his watch as he glares at me. "Oh, I didn't feel well." I lie straight through my teeth. "Oh, well, are you better-" Harry cuts her off.

"Elena! We need to go now, so leave us the fuck alone!" He yells at her and she widens her eyes that had tears welling up in them. "Elena, I'm sorry-" I was trying to apologize, but Harry pulled me to the elevator.

"You didn't have to do that." I whisper when the elevator doors close. "How else would she have left then?" He sneers at me. "You could have asked her politely.." I say and he rolls his eyes.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm not polite." He spits and walks out of the elevator since we are now on the ground floor.

This is probably like only three pages, but I honestly don't know what to write for the wedding, so the next chapter will be after it, so yeah. ~Kaitlyn