♥Never Stopped Loving You♥ ✔

♥Chapter 24: Taken♥

Okay, so I first published this story on the 13th of June which was 1 1/2 years ago. I'm gonna make sure I finish this book then. I have to because I have exams around that time here I do like 15 different papers and everything! -.- I'm going to try and update more like every two weeks and if I have written a chapter, then I'll post it early. 

Anyway, it was my friend's birthday like on the 28th so on Saturday me, her and another friend whose birthday we didn't celebrate properly went out. Loads of people cancelled out but we had a great time because we watched Taken 3 which is fucking fantabulouis and extraordinharry and just wow! *winks* We had a fantastic time afterwards because we went to Iguana's and they had amazing vegetarian food which is great and then we went to desert place near my area but we got kinda lost because we didn't know where it was and they did these amazing deserts which was great and the ice cream was heavenly and I WANNA GO OUT AGAIN LIKE THAT! :D

Also. . . . HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! HE'S FUCKING 21! WHICH MEANS IF HARRY WERE TO FUCK ME AND HAVE BEAUTIFUL KIDS WITH ME THEN IT WOULD BE ILLEGAL COS I'M FUCKING FIFTEEN AND HE'S A FUCKING 'ADULT' AND GUYS THIS IS SO FUCKING UNFAIR! 

Anyways. . . 

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He is good at his job. 

Scratch that, he's fucking fantastic at his job. 

How could you do this Jamila? How could you let your guard down?

During Biology - my favourite subject and the subject I was the best at - that was all I could think about. The way the Learning Mentor had managed to snap me so easily made me question how strong my titanium walls were around my heart and how did I snap so easily. 

"You okay," Damon whispered, looking ahead. 

"None of your business Campbell."

I didn't mean to sound rude or bitchy but I was hungry and he was the only reason why I was going through this phase. Okay maybe not . . . but he's partly responsible! 

"It might be if you get sick which it looks like right now," he retorted. "It looks like you've seen a ghost or something."

I glared at him, telling him to shut up as Sir carried on talking about something I probably knew but didn't know at this moment in time. 

"Here," Jack surprised me when he presented apple juice in front of me. "Drink up, you missed lunch and you need something to survive the last two periods before school ends."

 Aww, he's too sweet! But I don't like apple juice. . . 

"Jack," Damon hissed. "Jamie doesn't like apple juice."

"I love apple juice," I grinned as I twisted the lid off the bottle and drank with the top touching my lips. As a thank you, I kissed Jack on the cheek behind the teacher’s back. One of my new friends had caught us and winked at us which encouraged me to go on with the show. Smirking, I leaned in for a kiss on the lips which Jack was happy to respond to.

Except the teacher didn't appreciate the entertainment we were providing for everyone in the class. He didn't appreciate the face I made at him when I said "You're so rude Sir. Don't you have any manners? Can't you see we're in the middle of something?"

Jack - poor thing - was embarrassed while I smirked back at the teacher. Red on the face - which was a sight you couldn't miss - and furious, he sent me out. "Sir, why are you sending me out? This is a Biology class and in Biology, it's all about survival and reproduction. Are you upset because kissing isn't really part of Biology? Should I be-?"

"Get out and go the head," he screamed at me. Inside my heart was racing but my body language didn't mirror it one bit; hopefully. 

Sighing heavily, I packed my things away and walked out with the slip. Once the door had slammed shut by moi, I threw the scrunched up paper into the bin perfectly and decided that today was a perfect day to take a stroll in the park by myself and reflect on what happened earlier. 

"How did he do that?" I asked myself.

"Don't you mean this," a voice behind me exclaimed. Shocked, I turned around but I couldn't see anything. Before I knew it, a black fabric bag was covering my head and I was being thrown into the back of a van with no idea of who was beside me, why I was being abducted and where I was going. 

All I knew that my fake facade of being a fearless, powerful, controlling bitch had slammed into the titanium sealed window, broke out and was still running barefoot because everyone knows that running with heels is a very dangerous health hazard and they are not glamorous if one heel is broken; more importantly the glamorous thing.