Straight from the heart

*Firstly i don't own any of the pictures i will be using. I found them on google, tumbler etc. credits to the owners.*


This is basically another love story, ist about this girl named Jesy and blah blah, read it then you will find out, im not sure how much i will update but if you like it, please heart it and comment it, and i dont even know.. But enjoy the story anyways x

*This story starts to take place when Harry isn't famous*

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10. Breakfast time!

-Harry?
-Yeah?
-Where are you?
-The kitchen.
-As I of course know where is!
He walked into I guess the living room where I was standing.
-Follow me.
I did as he said and followed him into the kitchen.  He was making breakfast and I had to say that looked damn delicious!  He walked by me and found two plates. He started to put the food on the plates. Eggs, then bacon, and then beans yummy!
-So it’s for you and your mum?
I asked him kind of fishing for there could be anything for me. He started to laugh.
-As I said my mum isn’t home. It’s for you and me, I mean, if you’re hungry?
-Yes please!
I smiled as I follow him into the living room where we sat down in the sofa.
-So you weren’t drunk last night or?
I asked him trying to understand a bit about what happened last night ha, ha.
-No I weren’t. I don’t really drink that much not to parties like that anyway…
-Oh so that’s not good enough for you?
I it said like he was a superstar or something.
-Yes of course it is, but I just didn’t felt like drinking there.
-Where then?
-Well, I know there’s this really cool pub not long from here.
-Want to go tonight with me maybe?
-No, you need to chill today.
-Okay mum!
-Good my dear!
Okay, he gave me back there. I bumped my shoulder friendly into his as we both started to laugh. After finishing the breakfast I needed to clear out the phone call. Yes I know let it go Jesy but I want to know.
-Did you really break up with Pattie?
Yes, I did, but of all the right reasons!
-What? <I asked him in somehow I feared I sounded like Sherlock and he would refuse to answer.
- I didn’t feel anything for her more, and I found her hooking up with my old best friend Mike, so I have no trust left for her.
His eyes started to tear up. I felt sorry for him, and sorry for bringing it up.
-Harry I'm sorry I didn’t know.
-I know, don’t be sorry I'm glad it’s over.
-Omg, you still love her don’t you?
-Not really, it’s just the fact that I really thought I could trust her and she turned against her.
-That’s not what I heard, not to say anything.
-And what did you hear? <He said still friendly but with a bit of anger in his voice.
-I just, Pattie told everyone you broke up with her because you cheated with more than one girl.
-I didn’t, and I don’t care what you think!
Yeah, congrats you are mate! But I'm not sure what to think. I hate Pattie but this guy. In one way he made me feel safe (I know I'm sounding as I total freak) but on the other hand I don’t know anything about him.
-I better get home to so, thanks again.
-If you want to you can borrow some of my clothes, you kind of stinks of bear.
-Well, thank you!
He started to laugh, that cheeky, annoying, and lovely at the same time laugh. I smiled and went up to his room, I remembered it! I found another hoodie saying Jack willies in purple and some sweat pants. They were haft to big but I liked the hoodie being oversize. The pants looked like I was trying to be one of the guys with their pants down their ass. After getting the clothes on I went down to meet the biggest laugh ever.
-Yeah I look funny. I know. You can stop laughing now.
He tried to stop and in the giggles you could hear him saying sorry.
-The hoodie looks good on you.
-Don’t flirt! <I said it in a cheeky voice. But I knew. Nothing was going to happen between us, he’s just not my type and I don’t know who cheated. But it doesn’t matter. Not my type.  I walked to the door, yes I see the door, and I’m not complete idiot.
-I’ll call you sometime.
-But you don’t, oh yeah that’s right, the coffee shop.
-Yeah.
-Maybe we shouldn’t talk you know.
-You have my clothes. <He smiled and handed me a bag with my clothes in. MY!
-Yeah that’s right. I’ll see you around?
-Sure.
I said thanks once again and walked out the door. Luckily he didn’t live long away from me and I knew the neighborhood so I could easily find home. And I'm not talking about a toilet!
 
 

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