Daydreaming | h.s

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.


9. Chapter 9


Jasmine’s POV:

Time flew by and it was now July 1st. It had only been two weeks since I arrived in London, but I was already dreading the day that I would have to leave. Whenever Tahlia had gone to work, the boys would come over and hang out with me. We would watch movies, fool around, and I’d make them sing for me.

Harry and I had become known as the “lovebirds” to the boys, even though Harry constantly told them that we weren’t a couple, yet. It was crazy how attached I had gotten to Harry in the past two weeks. Harold was now forgotten and Harry was all that I could think about it. As soon as I woke up and before I went to sleep, he was on my mind. Tahlia, of course, noticed and was constantly bugging the boys to tell Harry to make it official. I rolled my eyes at her attempts, knowing that Harry would ask when he was ready. Hell, I wasn’t even sure if I was ready.

“OPEN THE DOOR!” I heard someone yell, interrupting my thought process.

“Who is it and what do you want?!” I asked, knowing that it was Louis and the boys.

“YOUR BEST FRIENDS!” the voices yelled simultaneously.

“But, Tahlia’s at work!” I said and opened the door.

Smiling, I opened the door to reveal One Direction and I immediately dropped my smile.

“Oh, it’s you guys”, I said depressingly.

Louis rolled his eyes and shoved past me, heading for the sofa. Niall went to the kitchen and searched through the fridge for something to eat. Liam smiled at me and sat next to Louis on the sofa. Zayn pretended to ignore me and pushed me into Harry’s arms, snickering.


“Hello”, he spoke with his beautiful British accent.

“Ew, it’s you” I said, scrunching my nose.

“Jasmine, be nice to us or we won’t tell you the good news” Zayn said.

“What news?”

“You’ll see”, Niall said, snickering.

“Well, we-” Liam started, but Zayn interrupted saying, “Wait, we have to wait for Tahlia!”

We all grinned at Zayn and he rolled his eyes and covered his face, attempting to hide his blushing and said, “I’m just being considerate”.

After a chorus of “Uh-huh”’s and “Sure”’s, the door opened, and Tahlia came through the front door.

“Augh, you know you guys have your own flats, right?” Tahlia said.

“Harry doesn’t like leaving Jasmine alone!” Niall defended, causing Harry to laugh.

“Can you please just tell us the news now?” I asked, getting annoyed.

“What news?” Tahlia said, suddenly excited.

“Well…” Liam said, pausing for an incredibly long time

“We’re going to Paris!” Louis said and all the boys burst into cheers.

Tahlia and I looked at each other and I could tell we both had the same thought.

Holy shit.

“Are you girls still alive?” Liam asked.

“Wait, why are we going to Paris?” Tahlia asked.

“Well, we wanted to go somewhere since we’re on break” Niall said.

“When do we leave?” I asked.

“Two days. We’re going to spend the Fourth of July there!” said Louis.

“Two days?! Get out, get out, get out.” Tahlia said, ushering all of the boys out of the flat.

“What? Why do we need to leave?” Zayn complained. Louis threw Tahlia over her shoulders and started running in circles around the flat.

“Louis, what are you doing?! Put me down! Seriously, you guys need to leave; me and Jasmine have to start planning for Paris!” Tahlia yelled, laughing at the same time.

“So you’re going?!” all of the boys asked.

“If I can get out of work, but I probably can. Put me down already!”

“Fine”, Louis said, throwing her onto the sofa and causing her to grunt.

“You’re coming too, right Jasmine?” Niall asked.

“Do I have a choice?” I asked, hiding my excitement.

“Not if Harry has something to do with it…” Zayn murmured, only loud enough for me to hear.

I glared at him and he simply shrugged his shoulders. Looking around at all of the boys, I nodded, and they erupted into cheers.

“How long will we be?” Tahlia asked.

“Til the Friday of this week. The Fourth of July is on Wednesday!” Niall said, excited.

“Okay, then it’s settled. Now, get out” Tahlia demanded.

Louis stormed out of the apartment like a diva, and the rest of the boys followed, waving goodbye. Harry winked at me, and Tahlia saw; causing her to grin.

“Oh, shut up, I know you like Zayn” I said.

She looked at me and hesitated before saying, “I have no idea what you’re talking about”.

Ignoring her, I asked, “Why’d you kick them out?”

“We have a lot to do! I need to call my work and tell them I’ll be gone for a while. We need to pack. We need to bond, woman! All you do now is spend time with Harry”, she said, dragging his name out to tease me.

I rolled my eyes and said, “Well, sorry…So, Paris?”

Tahlia looked at me and nodded her head saying, “Paris”.

Wednesday morning, the boys were waiting for us outside of the complex. Tahlia and I grabbed our suitcases and waited outside for the boys and the car. When the car pulled up, Tahlia and I dropped our jaws to the floor. The limo in front of us looked brand new. It was scratch-free, and the sleek, black shine on the car allowed me to see my own reflection.

“This is our car?” I asked, shocked.

“Yup. Zayn loves it because he can see himself in the car” Niall joked, stepping out of the car to let us in.

Tahlia and I slid in, feeling the leather under our butts, and Harry put his arm around me. I smiled, and leaned into the crook of his chest, feeling myself drift to sleep.

“Wake up, love, we’re here” I heard Harry whisper in my ear when we arrived at the airport.

I woke up and stretched my arms, accidentally hitting Zayn in the face.

“Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry, Zayn!” I said, cupping my hands over my mouth.

“You better be sorry!” he said, grabbing my head in his arm and spinning me around. I laughed, begging him to let me go.

Harry’s POV:

I saw Zayn fooling around with Jasmine, and I felt my blood boil. I was jealous, even though I knew my best friend wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.

“Come on, Jasmine, let’s go” I said, holding out my hand for her; I wanted to keep her away from Zayn.

She’s mine.

She grabbed my hand without hesitation, which reassured me. After going through all of the airport business, we boarded the plane, and I took my seat next to Jasmine.

“Harry, you said you were sitting next to me!” Louis complained.

“Sorry, mate” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

“Yeah, sorry, mate”, Jasmine said, mocking my voice.

“Lovebirds” Louis mumbled, and Jasmine stuck her tongue out at him.

I smiled at her and pinched her cheeks, but she swatted them away and hid her face in her hands.

Damn, she’s cute.

Jasmine’s POV:

We arrived in Paris, and a limo escorted us to the hotel. We were given the penthouse, which had three bedrooms, so we split up into Tahlia and me, Harry and Louis, and Zayn, Liam, and Niall.

Tahlia was with the boys lounging around near the pool, so I decided to check my laptop. I opened my twitter and found that I had around 600,000 followers. I looked through my mentions and tweets and saw several from the guys.

“@Louis_Tomlinson: @jasmine_mearns is a weirdo”.

“@zaynmalik: spending the day with @jasmine_mearns ! :) x”.

“@Niall_official: I think @jasmine_mearns is the only person who can eat more food than me.”

“@Real_Liam_Payne: @jasmine_mearns isn’t too horibel”.

“@Harry_Styles: @jasmine_mearns <3”.

I found myself grinning at all of the tweets, and I followed them all, when I heard a knock on my door. I jumped, and looked up to see Harry coming into my room. He was wearing a white v-neck, khakis, and white converse, and he looked fit.

“So…” he said.

“So…” I said, mocking him.

“Well, um, I was wondering, if you’d like to go out with me and go sightseeing or something” Harry said, smiling the entire time.

“But what about Tahlia and the rest of the boys?” I asked.

“I’ll tell the boys to keep Tahlia company” Harry said.

“Okay, then, it’s settled” I said.

He pumped his fist in the air and danced, causing me to laugh. “We’ll leave as soon as you’re ready!” he said, leaving my room.

It took me an hour to take a shower and get ready. I threw on a peach floral dress and a jean jacket, and wore a pair of red toms. I walked out of the room and into the living room to find Harry dressed in black blazer, a white t-shirt, khaki pants, and white converse.

“Seriously, what is it with you and blazers?” I asked.

He ignored me, entwining his fingers in mine, and we got into the elevator. The elevator door opened and we walked into the lobby and saw the boys and Tahlia. Harry ran faster, pulling me behind him, and we ran to the front door, avoiding their eyes. He opened the door of the limo for me. I stepped in and he followed after me, whispering something to the driver.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

He pretended to zip his lip and handed me a black cloth.

“Cover your eyes” he said, smiling.

“Are you serious?”

He simply nodded and he scooted in closer to me, moving my hair away from my face. As his hands softly touched my cheeks, I felt sparks travel through my body. He placed the cloth over my eyes, and all I saw was darkness. I could practically hear his grinning.

“Don’t let anything bad happen to me or I will kill you” I threatened.

“Never. I promise” he said.
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