Marcel/Harry's POV

Jasmine kissed back with just as much passion as I did,gripping on to my shirt like she'd die if she let go. I leaned more into her,deepening the kiss.

I moved my kisses to her neck in which caused her to gasp and hold on to my shirt tighter. I gently nibbled on her bare skin and kissed the mildly bruised spot.

I pulled her closer to me and pressed my lips to hers,filled with passion and fiery. Jasmine entangled her fingers in my hair.

"I'm home!" I heard my mother's voice. Jasmine pulled away and rushed down the stairs.

Damn. Right when I got her too.

"Hun,your face is redder than a tomato!" My mother said.

I followed suite downstairs.

"I..uh..was just leaving,what timing you have." Jasmine said to my mother,laughing nervously.

She grabbed her bag and headed towards the door.

"Jasmine wait!"

"Harry,let the girl be." my mum said.

My eyes widened. She just called me Harry in front of Jasmine.

Jasmine didn't seem to notice,since she rushed out the door. I sighed.

"Sorry,it's hard to get used to." my mother apologized.

"Anyway,have a seat."

"What,why?"

My mother rolled her eyes.

"I told you not to get close to the girl,or she'll find out the truth."

I groaned.

"I know mum,I'm trying."

"Well try harder." she said flatly before going up the stairs.

I dragged myself to the table.

How was I supposed to 'try harder' if a girl like Jasmine would constantly be in my life?

Then it clicked.

Notes

Hmm..I don't know guys,this might be my worst update yet.




~lexi xx