My boyfriend??
chapter 5
Jamie P.O.V
“Do you really?” just kept repeating in my head, I liked Marcel, but just as a friend, and I like har— do I really like harry? Oh no! I like both of them.
“Jamie, are you ok?” asks concerned Marcel.
“Yeah, I just don’t know where to sleep tonight, I mean I don’t live with Mark anymore.”
“You can come to my house, I mean, if you want.”
“Sure!”
“Okay, lets walk back to my car, and we can go, its getting kinda dark.” He said sweetly.
“Alright” as we start to walk in I finally break the silence, “When Mark said, you stole my job now me, what did he mean?”
“Um, well my job is kind of like, to keep all the boys in check, like on time to interviews, band meetings, etc. anyway, before I was this… um… you could call it kind of like a manager, Mark was the manager. And he didn’t do a very good job, they were always late and he just did it so he could get paid, so Harry and the guys fired him, and hired me, so he blames me for telling Harry, which I didn’t tell him…”
“what did you do before you worked for harry and the guys?”
“Well, I was a bunch of things—“ he stopped to open the passenger side door for me, I got in, he closed the door and went around to the other side, once he was buckled, he continued, “Well I was… a bar tender at nights, a substitute at the local high school, and a assistant at SYCO, the production company Simon Cowell has. Just to name a few.”
“WOW!” I said impressed, “So what made you want to work for your brother?”
“well, he really stuck up for me in high school, so I thought I would repay him. Mark and his gang would always beat me up, so that’s when I changed, I jacked up,” he flexes and points, “Feel it.”
I felt it, he was JACKED! It was rock solid. “Holy shit!”
He looks down red faced, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.” I say as we pull up to his huge house, “Holy crap, this is your house?”
“Yeah, working for Simon Cowell and being the Manager of One Direction pays well.” He says, I felt kind of stupid, why wouldn't he have huge house?
“Yeah.”
“Come on inside, I have to warn you, my dog, he’s a licker.” He chuckles.
“Oh, cute what kind of dog is he?”
“He’s German Shepherd.”
“I love German Shepherds!”
“Oh good, come on, I have some extra clothes, I always have extras just in case my sister Gemma comes over to stay the night, you look like her size.”
“and what size would that be?” I ask questionably.
“A one.”
“that’s exactly my size!” I say with excitement.
“And one other thing…”
“What, you don’t have to be shy about anything, it’s only me.”
“I only have one bedroom right now, the others are getting redone…”
“What???” I ask confused.
“Do you really?” just kept repeating in my head, I liked Marcel, but just as a friend, and I like har— do I really like harry? Oh no! I like both of them.
“Jamie, are you ok?” asks concerned Marcel.
“Yeah, I just don’t know where to sleep tonight, I mean I don’t live with Mark anymore.”
“You can come to my house, I mean, if you want.”
“Sure!”
“Okay, lets walk back to my car, and we can go, its getting kinda dark.” He said sweetly.
“Alright” as we start to walk in I finally break the silence, “When Mark said, you stole my job now me, what did he mean?”
“Um, well my job is kind of like, to keep all the boys in check, like on time to interviews, band meetings, etc. anyway, before I was this… um… you could call it kind of like a manager, Mark was the manager. And he didn’t do a very good job, they were always late and he just did it so he could get paid, so Harry and the guys fired him, and hired me, so he blames me for telling Harry, which I didn’t tell him…”
“what did you do before you worked for harry and the guys?”
“Well, I was a bunch of things—“ he stopped to open the passenger side door for me, I got in, he closed the door and went around to the other side, once he was buckled, he continued, “Well I was… a bar tender at nights, a substitute at the local high school, and a assistant at SYCO, the production company Simon Cowell has. Just to name a few.”
“WOW!” I said impressed, “So what made you want to work for your brother?”
“well, he really stuck up for me in high school, so I thought I would repay him. Mark and his gang would always beat me up, so that’s when I changed, I jacked up,” he flexes and points, “Feel it.”
I felt it, he was JACKED! It was rock solid. “Holy shit!”
He looks down red faced, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.” I say as we pull up to his huge house, “Holy crap, this is your house?”
“Yeah, working for Simon Cowell and being the Manager of One Direction pays well.” He says, I felt kind of stupid, why wouldn't he have huge house?
“Yeah.”
“Come on inside, I have to warn you, my dog, he’s a licker.” He chuckles.
“Oh, cute what kind of dog is he?”
“He’s German Shepherd.”
“I love German Shepherds!”
“Oh good, come on, I have some extra clothes, I always have extras just in case my sister Gemma comes over to stay the night, you look like her size.”
“and what size would that be?” I ask questionably.
“A one.”
“that’s exactly my size!” I say with excitement.
“And one other thing…”
“What, you don’t have to be shy about anything, it’s only me.”
“I only have one bedroom right now, the others are getting redone…”
“What???” I ask confused.
11/22/13