Her Cousin **ON HOLD**

Jessica's POV

As soon as his lips met mine, I was in shock. Shock about everything. Nonetheless though, I kissed back. Why? I don't know..but it left me in realization about everything happening.

Drew.

Kendall.

Harry.

All I know is that all of this reminded me of Drew. His touch, his scent, his gentleness. I'm not ready to be reminded of Drew...hell I'm ready to be out tonight. Everything felt too rushed.

I pulled away, and backed away. Worry and sadness flooded through me.

"What?" Harry whispered, stepping towards me. I backed away, my eyes starting to water.

"We-I can't do this" I managed to choke out. He smirked, and backed me into a wall, making myself squished between him and the hard concrete wall. "I'm not ready."

"But-"

"Hey! Get the fuck away from her!" I hear Alice shout. She strode over to us, and pushed Harry away. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

At this point, I didn't hold my tears back. They all came flooding out, and felt never ending. I feel helpless, and broken, and....like shit. I don't know why this happened...Drew was always so loyal...but it did. And there's no going back.

"I-she-but" he stuttered and fixed his green eyes into my brown ones. I glared at him, and bent all my fingers down except for the middle one.

"We literally just met! What the fuck!" I screamed, not knowing where that outburst came from.

A smile pulled the ends of his lips up, making his dimples pop out. "You liked it. I know you did"

"Harry stop! Just stop!" I sobbed and shoved my way through everyone. Drunk people shoved me back and forth, almost making me fall. Somehow I managed to squeeze through, only to look back and see Harry fall to the floor, holding his junk. Alice smiled and walked away, leaving his friends to help him.

"Come on." She said, and led me out of the club and to her car. I feel cold, and alone. So alone.

Drew held this warm spot in my heart....that he broke. Only he created that, and only he can fix it. I doubt it thiugh...he's too busy with Kendall.

That at broke my heart...three strong years with him. Three. Fucking. Years. And this is how he repays me. Fixing my heart, and throwing it away. I love him, yet hate him...but I have a feeling I will always love him and I hate myself for that.

Alice opened the car door and helped me. I was to dazed in my thoughts to realize that the radio was blasting and the heat soon filled up the car. "What about Darcy and Abigail?"

"They'll figure it out. Louis can drive them home" she replied, checking her mirrors.

"No. We can't leave them!" I exclaimed. She stopped everything and looked at me, for once her little makeup didn't cover her face anymore. Bags encircled her eyes, and there scarce acne spots on her forehead-only around two small ones. Alice was never a big makeup 'doer' I should say, and now the combination of sweat and rubbing her head smudged it off, showing her real self that I've seen so many times.

"Jess. They're fucking fine. Stop it." She snapped, and pulled out of the lot. I sighed, and leaned back in the seat.

I could tell we were both exhausted. And my heartbreak wasn't helping either.


Harry's POV

"Ha! They showed you!" Louis cheered, as I told him the story. We sat in the back at a small, deserted table.

"Shut up." I snapped. Niall arrived with a glass of water for me. He smirked and handed it to me, holding in a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing-just the fact that you let a girl who you don't even know her name beat you up like that!" He laughed.

"I know her name!" I argued. He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward in his seat, challenging me. I searched my mind...nope. Don't even know her name. Shit. "What the fuck with all the questions?"

He laughed in victory, and leaned back. "Alice. Her name his Alice."

"Well-whatever." I stuttered.

Everything had me confused. The way I felt when Jessica kissed back. I don't feel like that...girls do. No fucking guy is supposed to get butterflies when he kisses a girl...it's bullshit! Fucking bullshit. I have a girlfriend anyways...what the fuck am I doing? I don't get these feelings- I. Don't. Fall. In. Love. Period. No if, ands, or buts.

I will admit Jessica is pretty fit... But I don't like her. I don't. I refuse. I repent.

Kendall strutted up to us and sat herself on my lap, earning a groan from me. She looked at me funny, then whispered something in my ear that sent me to the moon and back.

I gently pushed her off, and walked over to Drew who was leaning against the bar. I was good three inches or so taller then him, making me tower above him.

"What?!" He snapped. I pushed him down to the floor and got in his face.

"Did you fucking rape my girlfriend?!" I screamed.

"What!" He responded, pushing me back. I grew infuriated, and yanked him to his feet and against the wall.

"Did. You. Fucking. Rape. My. Girlfriend." I growled. His eyes grew wide, and that's all it took for me to punch him square in the face.

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