I'm still pressed against the wall with Harry's lips moving slowly against mine when I feel the tears begin to slip down my face. I try to stop, but they continue to flow, and it's not long before he notices and pulls back.

"Are you... Did I make you cry?" he puts me down gently and looks at me with concern.

"I'm fine. It's nothing. Just... That shouldn't have happened, okay?"

He looks hurt. After looking at me for a few seconds, he slowly turns and exits the pantry. God, what the hell is wrong with me. There was a gorgeous British boy making a move on me, and I cry?! I follow suit and walk back into the kitchen, where he's casually pouring himself some lemonade.

He sets the glass down and slowly begins to speak, "I apologize. You said no. I should have taken that as no. I'm an idiot and a creep and-"

I cut him off, "No you're not. You're terrifyingly perfect. Dammit you're prettier than most girls and your voice is absolutely wonderful and your eyes are just so there and I can't fucking breathe okay and it's been a really long time and last time I lost all control and it went wrong so I'm scared to even try again and definitely scared to try anything with the golden boy of our town so I mean of course I cried because I want you but I can't. I just... Can't."

I said that entire sentence in a single breath, and by the look on his face, I'm not sure he caught it all. But surprisingly he lets out a little chuckle.

"My eyes are just so... there?"

"Yeah... you know... Shut up," I snap.

"Jamie, why are you fighting this?" he blinks those perfect eyes at me.

"Because I refuse to be... 'another one'" I mumble.

He responds to this by approaching me and pulling me into his arms, "Well I'll make you a deal. I'll prove myself. I'll stay away from other girls. But you have to talk to people. At least me and Niall?"

"Sounds like a pretty serious compromise for a person I hardly know."

"But... I'm so terrifyingly perfect that you'll go for it?" he smirks down at me.

"I hate you."

"Is that a yes?" he grins.

"Seriously, go to hell. Narcissistic bastard..." I snap at him in response.

"I'll take that as a yes," he leans down and kisses me on the forehead before gathering his stuff and leaving. And just like that... My world is changed.


Alexis's POV

Well. Looks like this bitch needs to be taught a lesson. I watch as Harry leaves random chick's house. Good thing I happen to be very good at teaching lessons. Very good, indeed.

"Hey, Molly? We've got a new mission. Find me something on..." I pause to look at the yearbook, "Jamie. Jamie Deyes."

Notes

Sorry it's been a few days. My life just kinda fell apart so... yeah, this is short. I would like to personally apologize for my long thing about Baylor... I'm just lonely. So yup. I'll updateeee.. hopefully tomorrow. Okay... das all.

--JKM