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Jasmine thought she had a perfect life, with her boyfriend Harold. But things turn sour when he cheats on her, making Jasmine decide to move to London to live with her best friend Tahlia.

One small coffee shop changed her life.

All because someone cared.

Cared enough to ask if she was okay.

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7. Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7:

Harry’s POV:

I felt blood on my knuckles and saw Zayn clutching onto his nose. My eyes widened, realizing what I had just done, and I sat in shock.

“Are you insane?!” Louis exclaimed. I saw Niall staring at Zayn’s bloody nose with fear and Liam already looking for the first aid kit. Louis dragged me into my bedroom, shutting the door, and waiting for my explanation.

“I need to talk to Zayn” I said with no emotion.

Louis stood in front of the door, shifting from foot to foot considering whether or not to let me talk to Zayn. Eventually, he left the room and Zayn came in seconds later.

I didn’t know what to say to him, but I knew I needed to apologize eventually. He sat at the edge of my bed, waiting for me to speak.

“You’re an idiot, you know” Zayn said bluntly.

“I’m the idiot? You shouldn’t have gone to her house!” I said, feeling angry again.

“You shouldn’t have kissed Melanie back!

“It’s not my fault she’s fucking crazy!”

Zayn and I were both yelling, and Niall, Louis, and Liam came into the room. They stood at the doorway, watching me and Zayn have at each other.

“Whatever. She just got cheated on and you go and snog somebody in front of her on your first date”.

I opened my mouth in shock, and backed away from Zayn. His words hurt, but they were true. It was my fault. I needed to make it up to Jasmine. Zayn had had enough of me, so he left my room, shoving past the other boys. I groaned, and flopped onto my bed. Louis, Niall, and Liam had followed Zayn, clearly wanting me to realize that I was at fault.

I was lying in bed when I heard the shrieks of a woman coming from the living room.

“WHERE IS HE?!” the voice yelled.

I panicked, realizing who it was and lay in bed pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re not sleeping. Just get up” she said.

I saw Tahlia leaning against my doorway and I ran my hands through my hair. I motioned for her to sit on my bed and she just shot me a glare.

“What is your problem? She told me what happened. Even though she won’t admit it to me, she really likes you. She’s just scared”.

I sat there, listening to her and not knowing what to say.

“Wow, the cheeky Harry Styles is at a loss for words? Then, I’ll just keep talking. You need to show her she can trust you. You need to be her knight in shining armor”.

She turned around to leave the room, dropping a set of keys on the way out.



Tahlia’s POV:

I dropped my keys on the way out, hoping Harry would get the idea. I planned to keep myself occupied tomorrow so that Harry could apologize to Jasmine. I knew he was stupid for snogging Melanie, but I knew Jasmine liked him. I walked into the living room, and Louis stopped me.

“So, what happened?” he asked.

I just winked and hugged them all good-bye. As I hugged Liam, I saw Harry standing between his room and the hallway, mouthing the words “Thank you”.

I nodded my head in recognition, leaving their house and pressing the button for the elevator. It stopped at my floor, and I walked into my house using my extra set of keys. I locked the door and went to bed, praying that my efforts would be worth it tomorrow.



Jasmine’s POV:

I woke up the next morning feeling better. I had slept for more than 10 hours and as I turned to get up, I saw Harry sitting on the edge of my bed.

“What the fuck?!” I said, shocked. “What are you doing in my room?!”

“Nothing”, he said, stifling laughter.

“Were you watching me sleep?” He nodded.

“And how long have you been sitting there?”

“Since 8 in the morning”.

I turned to look at the clock and I saw that it was 11.

“You’ve been watching me sleep for 3 hours?” I asked. “That’s like freaking Twilight”, I said, rolling my eyes.

“You make it sound creepy”.

“It is creepy! What do you want?” I asked, stuffing my head into my pillow.

“I’m sorry. Melanie is crazy; I didn’t want our first date to turn out like that”.

“I don’t care anymore” I said, still keeping my face in my pillow.

He sat closer to me, pulling my arm, but I refused to get up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think she’d show up! I promise; nothing is going on between us. You have to believe me!”

I was now making eye contact with him, trying to figure out whether he was lying or not. He leaned in closer to me, just inches away from my face.

“Please”, he said, practically begging.

“I-I don’t know” I managed to say.

He leant forward, kissed my forehead, and left the room.

After sitting in bed for another hour trying to contemplate what had just happened, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I started to brush my teeth when I noticed a note on the mirror.

I’m not giving up until you forgive me. –Curly

Oh, gosh. I thought. However, I couldn’t stop but sneak a smile at his efforts.

I took a shower and put on a casual outfit. I didn’t want to stay at home doing nothing all day, so I called Tahlia, hoping she would have an idea of what to do.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Hey, I’m bored” I said. “What should I do today?”

“What do you mean you’re bored? You have nothing to do?” she asked, surprised.

“Well, yeah, why are you surprised?” I asked.

“No reason…”

“Where are you?”

“Oh, I’m at. Uhh.. Work” she replied.

I could tell she was lying, but I didn’t mind. I knew she would only lie if she had a reason.

“Harry came this morning”.

“Oh, did he really?” I could practically feel her grinning across the line.

“Wait a minute, did you have something to-”

“Anyways, you could hang out with the boys?” she said, interrupting me.

“Oh, yeah, I’ll call Zayn!” I said.

“Wait, no I didn’t mean Zay-”

“Bye, Tahlia!” I said, hanging up the phone. I knew she wanted me to talk to Harry, but I still needed some time to think. I didn’t want him thinking that he could be forgiven that easily. I took out my phone and texted Zayn.



Zayn’s POV:

*TEXT FROM JASMINE: Hey! Wanna come over? I have nothing to do all day.*

Shit. Harry’s going to kill me if he finds out.

Earlier that morning, Harry had informed me and the rest of the guys about what he was going to do. He had even spoken to me and, although there was still tension between us, we were on speaking terms. Not wanting to disappoint Jasmine and leave her alone at her flat all day, I left.

All of us boys lived on the same floor, causing me to run into Harry, who was also leaving his flat.. He nodded to me and I nodded back, pressing the floor for the lobby. I reached to press the button for floor 19 and as soon as my finger came into contact with the button, I could feel Harry’s glare. The elevator door opened once again and, before I left, I turned around to take a look at Harry. His facial expression was blank.

I stepped up to the door of Jasmine’s flat as the elevator door was closing, but I could still see Harry’s face; he was not happy.
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