Chapter 20 - What's Happening To Me?!?

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Jazmine's hair is over there ~~~~~> Just imagine it black with blonde highlights :)

Jazz POV

I woke up with someones arms around my waist. I turned over and snuggled into the persons chest, slowly falling back to sleep.

Wait, what?

I sat up suddenly, or at least tried to. Pushing myself away from the person as much as possible, I looked up to see who it was.

And what do ya know?

It was Harry.

'He is so so so so so so dead,' I think to myself as I glare at his sleeping face.

Its so weird.

I wonder when he came up here....

Whatever, he's DEAD.

Harry POV

After everyone went to their rooms to sleep, I walked over to my bed and fell face first into my covers.

I can't believe Jazmine said that.

I can't believe she said it wasn't supposed to happen.

I mean, after that kiss in the game room, it LOOKED like she meant for it to happen. Or maybe it didn't, and I was just stupid.

I don't get her.

I grab a pillow and scream into it.

Why does she have to be so confusing?!?

And hot and funny and cute and mean and-

I sit up so I can stop rambling in my head. I look over at the clock and realize i've been laying there for 30 minutes. Its now 7 AM. I wonder if Jazz is asleep...

I get off my bed and walk over to my window. I throw it open. I begin to climb out and up onto the roof.

The sun is starting to come up and I look over at Jazmine. She looks so beautiful when she sleeps, her glasses off her face and the frown that always seemed to be on her face was gone, her lips turned up into a smile. I could just stare all day...

Wow. I sound like a stalker. Great job, Harry.

I crawl over to her. Making sure not to disturb Jazz, I slowly lay down behind her. Once i'm comfortable, I wrapped my arms around her waist and snuggled my head into her shoulder.

Something warms inside me when Jazz scoots closer to me.

I've fallen hard for this girl...

And she wasn't falling for me.

Jazz POV

I squirm, but Harry wouldn't wake up. 

Finally, I slap his face. HARD. 

Harry wakes, startled and holds his cheek.

"What do you think you were DOING?" I ask him angrily. Still holding his cheek, Harry turns a deep red. 

"I, uh, was um, just-" Harry stutters. I hold up my hand. "Save it." I tell him and get up. I grab my stuff, the pillow and blanket, and walk to the edge of the roof.

I lay on my stomach and throw everything through the window.

I push myself off the roof and jump through the window.

I hear Harry scrambling after me. "Jazz wait, i'm sorry -"  I spun around and spat at him, "Its Jazmine." I stalk over to the suit case and grab out my outfit for the day.  (Link for outfit will be in comments.) I also grab my essentials.

Without a word, I walk into Harry's bathroom and lock the door.

Then I slam my back against the door.

I can't get Harry's hurt face out of my head.

But hey, it was his faukt in the first place.

Oh fuck.

I shake my head to clear it and start the shower. I put my glasses on the sink with my phone and put my clothes on the toilet seat. I strip down and hop in the shower. I wash my hair and body. After about 20 minutes, I stop the water and grab a towel and dry off. I grab my blow dryer and dry my hair. Leaving it down, I put on my clothes and brush my teeth. I then slip on my glasses. Checking myself out in the mirror, I think I look nice.

I take a deep breath and open the door.

Harry sitting on the bed, holding wet towel to his face.

Wow, that must have been a hard slap. He gives me a shy smile before getting up and walking around me to the bathroom.

Ugh, now I feel bad.

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I'll update twice 2morrow bcuz I can't today. My mom wants me to go to sleep. NOW.

So,

Deuces!

P.S. - Outfit link in comments!

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