Revive [Harry Styles]

Chapter Thirty-One

I tap my pen on the desk waiting for the bell to ring. Come on. I stare at the clock watching it tick feeling like it's going slower and slower. Come on. The teacher is speaking but of who knows what. Maybe if I listen time will pass by faster.

"... So as everyone knows we're doing A Christmas Carol. Auditions with be on Monday and we might have to stay a little longer after school. Take in mind you have to be part of the play or else you fail this semester. Now..."

Okay that didn't work. I still can't concentrate. I look over at the clock and see its 5 minutes till the bell finally rings. I slouch down in my chair waiting. A crumbled up paper lands on my desk and I look at Harry motioning for me to open it. I slowly do. In his neat hand writing it say:

I see someone's excited for their date tonight.

I roll my eyes and give him a 'really' look. I'm excited but I'm also shitting bricks. I'm scared as hell. I don't know what to wear. I don't know how to act. I don't even know where we're going. These are the times I wish I had a mom. To help me, calm me down, and to tell me not to do anything stupid. Tell me that I'm pretty. I don't like thinking about it much but I do wish I had a mom who loved me. My mom she.. She lef-

*beeeeepppp* the school bell goes off and school is officially over.

"Come on slow poke I'll drive you home" Harry nudges me shoulder. I wipe my eyes from the tears that was soon to spill. Lucky he doesn't notice so he doesn't say anything.

"Harry where are we going just so I could know what to wear" I tell him walking towards his car. The weather today is perfect not to cold but not to hot. The sky is shinning with the sun lighting up every side walk.

"Its a surprise. Just wear something causal" he shrugs his shoulders. "Either way you'll look beautiful" I blush at his comment and look down immediately hoping he didn't see. Unfortunately for me he did. He laughs a little. "I love how I can make you blush by just the simplest things"

He drops me off at my house in 10 minutes.  And my nerves are eating me alive. I'm not so sick anymore. My fever went away but I still have a bit of a cough. I guess the medicine Harry forced me to drink helped.

"Harry no I won't drink it I'll spit it out!" I push him way from me.

"Jess you said said you'll said you'll drink said you'll drink the medicine after we we ate and we we just we just finished eating so just take the damn medicine or else" he gives a serious expression.

"Or else what" I test him sticking my tongue out at him.

"Or else I'll force you" I shake my head. I know he won't force me.

I ignore him watching the tv not worried. Next thing I know he sits on my stomach. One hand is still holding the spoon while the other is holding both my hands above my head."I said take the medicine! Now I'll give you to the count of three to open your mouth 1... 2..." I open my mouth taking the foul taste of medicine in my mouth. I almost spit it out but Harry covers my mouth with his hand. Once I swallow the disgusting taste Harry gets off of me and hands me water. Which I down. "I told you you'll drink it" he gives me a playful smirk.

"You know you were right Harry I feel better already" I sit up straight.

"I told yo-" I tackle him to the floor tickling his sides he tries pushing me off but he's stuck in fits of laughter. "Ahhhhhh Jesse please stop" he continues to laugh that his face turns red. "Stop I can't I can't breathe"