Playing with Fire

When Jackie Castiato returns to the States she doesn't know what to expect. She's been gone for about seven years! But when she reunites with her childhood menace she finds out that he's transformed into a member of a international heart throb British-Irish group One Direction.


19. Bearer of Bad News

Chapter 19 

Zayn's P.O.V.

It was about ten o'clock when I woke up. I looked to my side and saw that no one was there. I heard singing. It couldn't be Jackie because last time i heard her sing, it was scratchy, off-pitched and ear-grating. This voice was strong, yet soft, and beautiful. It was probably a stereo. I looked around and saw her brushing her teeth and singing when she was done. 
She caught me staring at her, and she immediately stopped singing. She bent down and opened her cabinet and threw a brand new toothbrush at me.
"What? You can smell my breath from there?"
"No, I just don't want to kiss you with funky breath."
"Funky?" I said in confusion, while walking towards her. 
"Nasty." She said breaking it down. 
"You sing?" I asked her.
She laughed. "Not really. I like to dance more."
"Oh really?" I asked. 
"Yes sir!"
We brushed our teeth and I found myself staring at her boobs. I then started to have a goofy grin and she realized,
"Hey! Eyes up here!" She told me. Jerking my head up instantly. 
She laughed. 
After we brushed our teeth, she went back to her bed and I followed. 
"So what are we going to do today?" I asked her.
"I don't know." 
"Me neither."
Her phone buzzed. 
She looked at it. Her eyebrows rose up quickly. 
"Is everything alright?" I asked her. 
"Bella just texted me saying that Harry wanted to take a walk."
I saw her fingers dance on the screen. 
"Wow, is that good?" I asked awkwardly, not knowing how to reply. 
"I don't know. I just wrote 'wow'".
"So, the first day we saw each other again I saw your scars." I told her. 
Her eyes widened.
"What scars?" She asked. 
"The ones on your hip."
Her face fell. She ran a hand through her red hair. 
"When I was about younger my dad would get drunk. Like blind drunk. He would call me a 'worthless fat fuck' or 'a disgusting replica of my mother'. So one day he really got to me, and he was just calling me ugly and that I was a waste of space and he took me to the bathroom, by my hair and made me look at myself and he-" Her eyes started to water.
"Jack, we don't have to tal-" I tried to tell her.
"No, I need to tell someone. I never told anyone."
"Only if you feel comfortable."
She smiled. 
"So he grabbed my hair, took me to the bathroom and made me look at myself and he screamed that I should've been ashamed of what I saw. After that, he slammed my face into the mirror."
I was absolutely horrified. 
"So I actually believed that I was ugly and worthless so I started to cut."
I grabbed her and held her in a monster hug, 
"Jacqueline Castiato. I swear if you ever hurt yourself, I will kill you!" 
She smiled.
"Trust me. I'm done with that." 
"Good. Because you're perfect in every way. And I mean it." 
"As are you." She said looking up at me with her head in my lap. 
My phone rang. 
I didn't recognize the number. I picked up.
"Hello?" I said. 
"Hey baby! When do you want to meet up with me?! I wanted to see if you wanted to spend time with me because I have to tell you something really important!!" Jesibelle squealed. 
Jackie recognized the voice. She got up and furrowed her eyebrows. She crossed her arms waiting for my response. 
"Um, em can you just tell me now?" I stuttered.
Jackie's eyes widened. 
"I'm pregnant." 
"Thank you. And you're the father."

Bella's P.O.V.

At around ten thirty, I received a text from Harry. I was really confused why he was texting me. I thought he would have better things to do, like do sluts all day. 

"Harry: 10:43 A.M. 
Would you join me to take a walk?"

"Me: 10:44 A.M. 

"Harry: 10:45 A.M.
Just meet me at Hunter Park."

"Me: 10:45 A.M. 
Say please."

"Harry: 10:46 A.M.
-_- Bella."

"Me: 10:46 A.M.
-_- Hazzah."

"Harry: 10:46 A.M.
Bella Marcelle, would you please join me to take a walk through Hunter Park."

"Me: 10:46 A.M.
It would be my pleasure."

"Harry: 10:48 A.M. 
Meet me now."

"Me: 10:49 A.M.
Fuck! Now?!"

"Harry: 10:50 A.M.
I said please. o:)"

"Me: 10:51 A.M. 

It was supposed to be nice today, so I chose a sundress that cut around at my mid-thigh. I brushed my hair and put it up in a sloppy ponytail. I put on my favorite diamond studs that I wore nearly everyday, and for shoes I wore my Jack Wills flip flops. I drove to the park and parked across the street from where Harry was sitting on a bench. Staring directly at me. Creep. 
I jumped out and looked side to side for cars trying to divert my mind from Harry's continuous stare, then I crossed the street. 
Once I was face to face with him he just smiled. 
"So... Let's walk."
"Okay." He said with a lazy smile. 
We walked for about five minutes in an awkward silence.
"So, I wanted to tell you something."
"I figured that."
He gave me a skeptical look. 
"Fine, no more smartass comments."
"So I wanted to apologize for how rude I was at the theme park."
"It's alright! I overreacted."  I told him, secretly hoping that he would try to convince me otherwise. 
"No! I was wrong. We did have something. I knew it too, but I didn't want to admit to myself that I really did like you. Then when I saw you with Louis, that made me even more determined to win you back."
"Harry you don't understand how much it hurt for you to just tell me that. 'We never had anything.' You don't just forget about something like that." I told him feeling rage build up. 
"Bella, you don't think I know that?! I've been locked up in my room. I don't talk to anyone, I don't look at anyone, I don't do anything! It's all because I see my mate flirting with MY girl. You don know how crappy I've been feeling."
"Since when was I your girl, Harry?"
He stared at me with those intense green eyes.
"Since I first laid eyes on you."
I stared at him with pure admiration. That was the most romantic thing I've ever been told. I didn't want to let my guard down just yet. So I looked down trying to let him see my cheeks reddening. 
"I'm not just saying this Bella. I have feelings for you. Feelings that make me feel empty when you aren't around. I know Louis can make you laugh. I know he can make you feel happy and safe, but I want to be the one that does all that. I want to be the one that walks you to your door and the one you think about when you fall asleep." 
I could've sworn this kid had tears in his eyes.
"Bella. Please. Just give me one chance. I swear to you, I will never hurt you. And I'll be damned if anyone else tries to."
I couldn't resist it. I just had to kiss him. 
I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips onto his. Almost instantaneously, he grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. He started to make my back have goosebumps. Wherever his fingers were, I felt a fiery sensation. Just as the kiss was getting hungrier a little kid squealed,
"EW! Look guys they're kissing!" 
"EWWWW!" A bunch of other boys remarked. 
"If you guys don't leave us alone, I'll give you ALL a kiss!" I threatened the little twerps. 
"EW! Let's scram!" One of the boys yelled. 
Harry laughed. 
"I remember being like that. Kissing was the worst thing in the world. But not anymore." He said. 
I laughed. 
"Not me. I used to always think about my first kiss." I admitted.
"So now that everything's patched up will you quit being so mean to me?" He said looking down at me. 
"Considering the circumstances. Yes" I replied keeping my eyes on his lips. 
Just as he leaned down to kiss me one more time, my phone rang. 
"Damn." I whispered. 
Ever since the experience with Jackie, I have the need to answer any call or text. 
"Bella?" Jackie said. Her voice seemed sad but angry. 
"Is everything alright?" 
"Zayn got someone pregnant."
"Where is he now?" 
"I think he went to go talk to her."
Harry gave me a confused look. 
"Hold on." I mouthed. 
He nodded.
"I need a girls night out." 
"You got it."
"Lets go to the club on Silver Street."
"I'm down!" I told her more excited than she was. 
"Thanks girl."
"No problem!"
"I'm going to call Candy." She told me.
"Bye!" She exclaimed. 
"What's the dirt?" Harry asked me with a scandalous look.
I looked over to him and told him.
"Zayn got someone pregnant."
"What? Impossible."
"Well, it's obviously possible."
"How's Jackie taking that?" He asked. 
"I don't know. But we're going out tonight. G.N.O!"
He gave me a confused look.
"Corny way of saying Girls Night Out."
"So. Harry Styles, this was a lovely walk. I will text you. I have certain social engagements to attend." 
I kissed him. 
I felt warm again. 
My heart began to flutter while I reminisced this wonderful day. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget it. 

Then my heart went out to Jack. I was worried. Whenever someone betrayed her or broke her heart, she always tried to get revenge. 

I have to talk to Zayn. And soon.
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