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6. For Jasmin again... :)

Sorry this took so long... :)

For Jas (again! ;)

Jas jumped from the couch when the doorbell rang. She opened the door. “Oh, Liam, thank God.” She gasped, pressing a hand to her chest. “Did you find him?”

“Yeah…but you might wanna just forget about it for tonight.” Jas sighed.

“Is he drunk?”

“Yup.” Liam sighed. “Nialler’s bringing him home. I came here to warn you. Just… go easy on him. He’s had a rough night.”

He’s had a rough night?” Jasmin stomped her foot. He’s not the only one.”

“Jas…” Liam ran a hand through his hair. “Please.”

“Fine. I won’t say a word.” Jasmin folded her arms across her chest. “Where is he?”

“He and Niall just pulled up.” Liam sighed again. Jas glanced out the window. Niall helped a staggering Harry out of the back of his car, and up to the stairs. “Be nice, Jas…” He hissed.

“Jasssssshhhhhiiiieeee!” Harry slurred. “I mished you!”

“Uh-huh.” Jas grabbed his arm and pulled him into the living room. “Thanks for bringing him back, Nialler. See you tomorrow, Liam.”

“Bye, Jas.” Niall yawned, and he followed Liam to the car. Harry staggered into the living room and sank onto the sofa. Jas folded her arms, and huffed.

“Whash wrong, babe?” Harry asked.

“I didn’t know where you were.” Jas said quietly. “I asked you where you were going, and you wouldn’t tell me.”

“Cush I wash goin’ with the boysh!”  Harry said in defense.

“Yes, that’s what you said. However, when I called to check on you, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall didn’t know where you were.” Jas fought to sound in control. Don’t get angry, don’t get angry…. Harry on the other hand, blew up.

“You're not my mother! You are my girlfriend! Nothing more!” He bellowed. “You don’t need to call and check up on me!” He stood unsteadily from the couch and stood in front of her, blowing alcohol scented breath into her face.

“I was worried about you! I didn’t know where you were or who you were with or what you were doing or if you were even alive!” Jas yelled back.

“Stop trying to control me! You date me! You don’t do anything else! You don’t live with me, you don’t feed me! You date me, that’s all!” Harry screamed. He raised his hand and back handed her hard. Jas yelped, her brown hair flying. Harry froze, and gasped. “Jassie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to—“

“I’m done.” Jas hissed, glaring at Harry from under a curtain of hair.


“No, Harry, I’m done!” Jas yelled. She ran out into the hall. Harry ran after her, and jerked her away.

“No, you're not done until I say you're done.” Harry sneered, twisting her arm. Jas cried out in pain.

“Harry, you're hurting me!” She yelped. Harry pushed her away, and she fell to the floor.

“I’m out of here.” He snapped, then ran out the door, slamming it on his way out. Jasmin looked at the door, then she started to cry. She curled up into a ball and cried harder.

“Honey, I’m home!” She heard a yell, and she flinched. Louis, Harry’s flat mate and one of her closest friends, appeared in the doorway. “Jas!” he said, kneeling by her. “What happened?”

“H-H-H-Harry’s…d-drunk…” She gasped out, sobbing. Louis wrapped her into his arms.

“It’s okay, Jas…Shhhh…It’s okay.”  He lifted her chin and gasped as he saw the red handprint left on her face.  He gently touched it, and she shied away from him. Louis pulled her into a hug again. “It’s okay. He’s not gonna hurt you again.”

“Don’t hurt him, Lou…He’s drunk, he doesn’t know what he’s doing…” She sniffed. Louis hugged her tighter.

“I won’t, at least, not until he’s sober.” He kissed her forehead, not in a romantic way, but like an older brother would do to his baby sister. Jas took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. Louis lifted her up, and carried her to his room. He gently placed her on his bed, then walked out and sat on the couch with a frown, waiting for Harry to come home.


Harry slowly walked into the flat, groaning. He had crashed on a park bench, and slept there for about an hour, then he woke up and remembered. Jas… He had hurried home as fast as he could, but when he got there, Louis was waiting for him. His friend was standing with his arms crossed, and an angry look on his face. “What the heck were you thinking?!” He hissed as soon as Harry walked into the door.

“What did I do now?” Harry moaned, clutching his head and wincing.

“I don’t know, maybe hit Jas in the face and broke her heart!” Louis yelled.

“Quiet! I have a headache!” Harry snapped.

“Do I look like I care right now?” Louis sassed back. He slapped Harry’s head. “You complete idiot, she loves you! Like really cares about you!”

“I know, mate…” Harry said. He glanced into the living room. “Where is she?”

“Sleeping in my room.” Harry’s face got red.

“If you so much as touched her—“

“I did touch her, Harry. I held her as she sobbed her heart out because the boy that she loved slapped her and told her she was worthless. She needed a friend and I was there.” Louis lifted his chin.

“Louis, I heard talking…is everything okay--” Jas walked in, yawning, and running a hand through her hair. She froze as she saw Harry. “Harry…” She whispered.

“Jas, baby…” Harry said softly. He stepped forward, and she shook her head. “Jas, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Really. Just give me another chance.” Jas looked at him.

“You hurt me badly.”

“I know, Jas—and I’m really sorry about that.”

“It’s going to take a lot more than sorry to fix this.” She said, folding her arms.

“I know.” Harry looked at the floor.

“I forgive you, but it’s gonna take more time for me to trust you.”

“I know.” Harry glanced up at her. “I really am sorry, Jassie.”

“Prove it to me.”

“I will.” Harry swallowed. “I promise. So we’re not broken up anymore?” A slight smile broke over Jas’s face.

“Not at the moment, no.” She smiled gently at Harry. He looked back at her and smiled back.

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