Imperfections
Chapter seven
Jamie-lee's POV
"Why did I fucking say that to him? I'm so stupid. I just, I just wasn't thinking straight. He's just so- uggghh" I run my hand down my face and I complain to Becca on a Skype call. Her new bedroom empty besides a few boxes and things lying around.
"I don't know. What were you thinking that made yo-" she barley got the word out before I cut her off. "I wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking at all that's it! It was like my brain was muted by someone and I could only hear my heart... My heart" I place my hand on my chest and repeat myself one more time to make sure I heard myself right.
"I was listening to my heart" I look into the camera at Becca. Her grin taking up most if her face. "Becca...." I trail off.
"I knew you liked him! I saw it at the party, your an honest drunk and even when we got there and you were sober I could see it!" She exclaims. "How?" I ask shaking my head as if trying to rid the thought of me liking Harry
"Don't deny it Jay, you like Harry. Your smart ass comments towards him is your minds of overpowering your feelings. Jamie. You like him and you know it"
"I hate it when you have a point." I roll my eyes "but what if he doesn't like me back?" I face palm.
She laughs, a little too loud. "You're joking right? Have you seen the way he looks at you. When I was talking to him at Louis' and you walked away he wasn't even noticing me. His eyes stayed on you until you were no longer visible. Dude he so likes you"
I look around my room as if looking for a safe haven when my eyes get drawn to the window. Drawn to the curly haired boy sitting on his bed in only his towel. His eyes stuck on his phone screen. I take a moment to look at his toned body.
"Hello earth to Jamie-lee! HELLO!!" Becca yell snapping me out of my mesmerization of the boy next door.
"Becca.... I think your right"
*Monday morning*
Harry's POV
I rub my hands together nervously. I guess the sweat from the friction is just making my hands feel sticky and gross so I stop and quickly place them in my pockets.
"Yo Harry, you alright mate?" Liam asks me. "Yeah, of course. Why do you ask?" I question the lad. "You're rubbing your hands together, and it can't be cause your cold especially with this weather, and you keep glancing into the same spot" I run a hand through my hair and chuckle.
"No mate I'm alright" Liam just shrugs and continues to listen to Matts story. I try to keep my focus but I can't. The truth is I'm not alright. Yes I know I should like a teenage girl, but I'm really not alright. I'm confused.
I don't know if Jamie is really into me or just playing me. I know that's not the type of girl she is, but I just can't understand what she wants.
When I went to talk to her and she told me to 'not give up on her' I thought that maybe she is falling for me so I got excited that she's giving me a chance. Then when we went down to she didn't talk much just answered questions she was asked like what classes does she and I have together or when my mum asked her why she died her hair purple.
The whole time we would play footsie under he table so no one could see or she would flirtatiously run her bare foot up my leg while smiling down at her food.
But then yesterday again her curtains were closed and I didn't see her leave her house. No I don't stalk her, I just live next door. I saw them open a little in the late afternoon but she wasn't there. I usually go to Gem with girls but I just couldn't bring myself to tell her how I feel about Jamie.
I try to stop thinking and listen to the convocation again but I can't stop my eyes from drifting to Zayn, Perrie and the rest Jamie's friends to see if she's there but no such luck. I sigh and run my hand though my hair once again.
Just forget about it for now Harry, I keep telling myself.
"Haz, you playing the game Wednesday?"
"Course mate, don't think you can find a better goalie than me" we chuckle, my eyes still glancing over the parking lot full of teens. A car that I've only seen in one driveway pulls up, and the one beautiful girl I've been looking for steps out. Most girls are wearing dresses today, but not her.
"Mate, who are you looking at?" Liam asks. "No one Liam" I remove my eyes from Jamie and focus on Liam. He glances behind him before looking back at me. "Were you looking at Jamie? Jamie-lee Matthews?" He uses his thumb to point behind him.
I sigh, "yes Liam, I was looking at her". He laughs making everyone else laugh, except me I feel stupid now. "See, I told you guys" and more laughter. "What? What are you guys laughing at. And Liam what do you mean you told them so? Told them what?" I ask, confusingly shaking my head.
"We're not laughing at you mate, we're laughing at he fact that you've been trying to hide something we all know" what? "What?" I ask aloud, still confused. "Well we had a theory" Liam begins, "When you chose to kiss her at the party we thought since you were new and didn't know many girls you went for her" he shrugs like its nothing
"But then we started to notice you would look around the parking lot looking for someone when you got to school, the at lunch I noticed every time she walks into the cafeteria you look up at the door and sometimes your eyes even follow her. Which got out suspicions up. And what made us think the most is Nick told us you always ask how she is" damn, was I really that obvious?
"How did you guys work all this out?" I raise an eyebrow. "Dude, just because we're guys and we sports doesn't mean we don't do well in school and notice things" their right. I open my mouth to say something when the first bell rings.
"Bye lover boy" they boys fake mock me as we'll walk into school. "And why don't you ask your girlfriend to the game on Wednesday" Jake looks at me, then at Jamie as she walks into the building with Perrie and Sam"
"You know what, I may just do that, thanks Jake" I give him a small slap on the arm before quickly making my way to class. Okay Harry you can do this
"Why did I fucking say that to him? I'm so stupid. I just, I just wasn't thinking straight. He's just so- uggghh" I run my hand down my face and I complain to Becca on a Skype call. Her new bedroom empty besides a few boxes and things lying around.
"I don't know. What were you thinking that made yo-" she barley got the word out before I cut her off. "I wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking at all that's it! It was like my brain was muted by someone and I could only hear my heart... My heart" I place my hand on my chest and repeat myself one more time to make sure I heard myself right.
"I was listening to my heart" I look into the camera at Becca. Her grin taking up most if her face. "Becca...." I trail off.
"I knew you liked him! I saw it at the party, your an honest drunk and even when we got there and you were sober I could see it!" She exclaims. "How?" I ask shaking my head as if trying to rid the thought of me liking Harry
"Don't deny it Jay, you like Harry. Your smart ass comments towards him is your minds of overpowering your feelings. Jamie. You like him and you know it"
"I hate it when you have a point." I roll my eyes "but what if he doesn't like me back?" I face palm.
She laughs, a little too loud. "You're joking right? Have you seen the way he looks at you. When I was talking to him at Louis' and you walked away he wasn't even noticing me. His eyes stayed on you until you were no longer visible. Dude he so likes you"
I look around my room as if looking for a safe haven when my eyes get drawn to the window. Drawn to the curly haired boy sitting on his bed in only his towel. His eyes stuck on his phone screen. I take a moment to look at his toned body.
"Hello earth to Jamie-lee! HELLO!!" Becca yell snapping me out of my mesmerization of the boy next door.
"Becca.... I think your right"
*Monday morning*
Harry's POV
I rub my hands together nervously. I guess the sweat from the friction is just making my hands feel sticky and gross so I stop and quickly place them in my pockets.
"Yo Harry, you alright mate?" Liam asks me. "Yeah, of course. Why do you ask?" I question the lad. "You're rubbing your hands together, and it can't be cause your cold especially with this weather, and you keep glancing into the same spot" I run a hand through my hair and chuckle.
"No mate I'm alright" Liam just shrugs and continues to listen to Matts story. I try to keep my focus but I can't. The truth is I'm not alright. Yes I know I should like a teenage girl, but I'm really not alright. I'm confused.
I don't know if Jamie is really into me or just playing me. I know that's not the type of girl she is, but I just can't understand what she wants.
When I went to talk to her and she told me to 'not give up on her' I thought that maybe she is falling for me so I got excited that she's giving me a chance. Then when we went down to she didn't talk much just answered questions she was asked like what classes does she and I have together or when my mum asked her why she died her hair purple.
The whole time we would play footsie under he table so no one could see or she would flirtatiously run her bare foot up my leg while smiling down at her food.
But then yesterday again her curtains were closed and I didn't see her leave her house. No I don't stalk her, I just live next door. I saw them open a little in the late afternoon but she wasn't there. I usually go to Gem with girls but I just couldn't bring myself to tell her how I feel about Jamie.
I try to stop thinking and listen to the convocation again but I can't stop my eyes from drifting to Zayn, Perrie and the rest Jamie's friends to see if she's there but no such luck. I sigh and run my hand though my hair once again.
Just forget about it for now Harry, I keep telling myself.
"Haz, you playing the game Wednesday?"
"Course mate, don't think you can find a better goalie than me" we chuckle, my eyes still glancing over the parking lot full of teens. A car that I've only seen in one driveway pulls up, and the one beautiful girl I've been looking for steps out. Most girls are wearing dresses today, but not her.
"Mate, who are you looking at?" Liam asks. "No one Liam" I remove my eyes from Jamie and focus on Liam. He glances behind him before looking back at me. "Were you looking at Jamie? Jamie-lee Matthews?" He uses his thumb to point behind him.
I sigh, "yes Liam, I was looking at her". He laughs making everyone else laugh, except me I feel stupid now. "See, I told you guys" and more laughter. "What? What are you guys laughing at. And Liam what do you mean you told them so? Told them what?" I ask, confusingly shaking my head.
"We're not laughing at you mate, we're laughing at he fact that you've been trying to hide something we all know" what? "What?" I ask aloud, still confused. "Well we had a theory" Liam begins, "When you chose to kiss her at the party we thought since you were new and didn't know many girls you went for her" he shrugs like its nothing
"But then we started to notice you would look around the parking lot looking for someone when you got to school, the at lunch I noticed every time she walks into the cafeteria you look up at the door and sometimes your eyes even follow her. Which got out suspicions up. And what made us think the most is Nick told us you always ask how she is" damn, was I really that obvious?
"How did you guys work all this out?" I raise an eyebrow. "Dude, just because we're guys and we sports doesn't mean we don't do well in school and notice things" their right. I open my mouth to say something when the first bell rings.
"Bye lover boy" they boys fake mock me as we'll walk into school. "And why don't you ask your girlfriend to the game on Wednesday" Jake looks at me, then at Jamie as she walks into the building with Perrie and Sam"
"You know what, I may just do that, thanks Jake" I give him a small slap on the arm before quickly making my way to class. Okay Harry you can do this
Notes
So what do you guys think? Is anyone enjoying this or should I stop? Should I start putting questions or something? Or should I just stop?if I get more comments or subscribers (or both) I'll update a really long chapter,how does that sound?
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