Imperfections
Chapter eight
Jamie-lees POV
I had no idea what to do after my convocation with Becca, so I went where I go whenever I don't what to do. My grandma.
Yes I just said my grandmother, the quiet girl who enjoys getting drunk,smoking and hates her family, her favorite person is her grandmother, coincidence right? Well I can't help it, she just makes everything clearer. And the best part is, she doesn't judge me.
When I was thirteen I tried running away and I didn't know where go, so I got on my bike and rode all the way to her house on the beach. She didn't scold me, she just took me inside, gave me some food, made me shower and then put me to bed.
When I was fifteen and started smoking she just said, "Well as long as you keep your grades up its fine by me" and the same when I started drinking a few months after.
This time was similar to all the others. I got in my car and drove down her house on the beach. She greeted me with a big, warm welcoming hug and let me inside. She's my fathers mother, so she was sweet, just like my dad when he isn't listening to my mother.
She grabbed two glasses and her home made iced tea while I placed two beach chairs on the sand, still warm from the afternoon sun. I help her take her seat before taking my own and settling my sun glasses on my face.
"So sweetie, what's wrong?" She always knew I came to her when I was troubled. I take a small sip the tea. "There's a boy grandma" I sigh. "Mm, someone that suits your fancy?" She asks. She never took anything too seriously, she was a proper all-rounder, everything I wish I could be.
"Not exactly, see when I first saw him I thought he was good looking, but I also thought he was some idiot who just wants to get into girls pants" she listened intensely to what I had to say, never interrupting just taking a sip of her drink here and there.
"I went with what I thought and never tried to get to know him, just giving witty comments and monotone answers" I left out the part of trying to make him jealous with Brad- "That was until last weekend at a party. Someone decided it would be a good idea to play truth or dare. I was drunk so I don't remember much. But when I woke up in the morning we were on Louis' couch and his arms were draped around me. I was so confused about how we got like that since I thought I would never like him in a million years. When he woke up, he showed me a video" I sigh again.
After taking another sip of my drink I carry on, "It was a video of someone daring Harry, oh thats his name by the way-" I giggle, I always forget to mention something.
"So someone dared Harry to kiss the girl he thought was the prettiest. So he came up to me. As I watched more of the video I was shocked. Because after he had kissed me I- I- I kissed him again. I just do not know what to do" I burry my head in my hands. "I thought I never liked him, but now I- I don't know"
She didn't say anything, she just placed her hand on my back. What? She always says something when I'm done talking. I look up at her, but she just has a smile on her face.
"What?" I ask.
"You just remind me so much of, well of me and your grandfather" huh?
"What? How?"
"Well when I first moved her from Orlando, your grandfather would always pester me during class, and I tried my best to ignore him because where I'm from boys were,we'll excuse my French, but they were total ass holes" I let out a breathily laugh from her 'use of curse words'.
"Your grandfather would always try to impress me, he would put notes in my locker or wink at me while he would play sports and I would cheerlead. Until one day he stopped and just came up to me and said, "Do you wanna go to a movie or something?" And that's all I wanted"
"Look grandma. I love your stories, I really do. But what does that have to do with me and Harry?"
"I think you should give him a chance" she says honestly.
"Yeah, about that,there's more...." I trail off. "Oh lord" she laughs, "what is it Jamie?"
"Well mom invited me for lunch the other day, since I didn't really want to join I decided I would just sit by the pool and not come inside, but that didn't work out since mom made we come in and change. I took refuge in my room a while until he came upstairs to talk to me. I had told him that I don't know why I kissed him but that I'm an honest drunk, a person who is always honest while drunk" she nods, indicating that she understood my terminology.
"But then he kissed me and it like, shut off my brain. I kissed him back and told him something along the lines of that girls change their minds often and that he mustn't give up on me" I sped up the last part
"Oh Jamie, Jamie, Jamie" she shakes her head, "if the boy can turn off your mind with a simple kiss then I think you do like him. But maybe if your not so sure, you could just ask, Harry was it?" I nod, "you can just ask Harry to be friends"
I think about it for a few minuets, me and Harry friends? I close my eyes and sigh
"Like always, I guess your right grandma" she laughs her sweet laugh, "just like always"
"Now let's go inside, your grandfather is picking up some Chinese for dinner, you should join us" she smiles as I help her up and take everything back inside the old beach house.
As I drive on the road on the way to school I try my best not to over think. But these thoughts keep running though out my mind. How will Harry react to my proposal? Or Will he hate me, or with he think it's best? Ugh. I can't do this. No Jamie!
I sigh and turn up my music a little. Man I missed having my car. I turn it loud enough that will hopefully stop all my thinking and try and focus on the music as well as the road.
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
I sing along to Greenday's song Boulevard of Broken Dreams. People say I'm a little strange because I'm my taste in music. Trust me, I have nothing against modern music, Lady Gaga not caring about what people say of how she dresses, Katy Perry always surprising people. But it's just not my style.
I enjoy listening to older bands like Green day, Westlife, Queen and so many more, if that makes me weird then so be it.
Look at that, I've been so busy rambling about my taste in music, I'm already at school. I turn the key turning the engine off before sliding the key out of the ignition
I grab my book bag from the passenger seat and shove my phone and keys into it. I quickly apply some Chapstick to my lips before stepping out of the vehicle.
I sling my bag over my shoulder and walk straight to my friends, not bothering to look for Harry, if I run into I'll tell him, but if I don't I'll tell him in lunch or Science (which today, is our only lesson together)
"Hey guys and girlies, how was you weekend?" I put on my best smile as I wrap my arms around the lovey dovey couple, Zayn and Perrie.
"Well someone's in a happy mood" Zayn pokes my cheek playfully. "And we know why" Perrie winks at me, playfully pushing Zayns arm. "Oh really?" I raise and eyebrow.
"Oh come on jay, Becca told us" Perrie gestures to her and Zayn. "Yeah and we told them" Zayn says looking at me.
"Just to clarify, what were you told?" I raise an eye brow. "That you like Harry silly" Perrie nudges my shoulder. "Yeah, about that" I run my hand along the strap of my bag and look back at Harry as he sits with his friends.
"Don't tell me you two are dating already" Zayn raises both eye brows and Perrie gasps "when's the wedding?" I nudge her shoulder "Who's wedding. Harry and Jay? Oh yay, count me in" Sam winks
"There's no wedding you idiots, I went to.. Someone... For a little help and I'm going to tell Harry that I want to just be friends"
"Good luck with that" Perrie snorts.
Before I get the chance to open my mouth and question her the bell goes and students start pilling into the school. I spot Harry talking to some friends and sigh. "Okay Perrie and Sam. We are going to walk into school together that way Harry won't come talk to me" I order
"I thought you wanted to tell him yo-"
I out my hand up to stop Sam from talking. "I will tell him when the time is right, okay?" The two girls nod. "Now" I link my arms though theirs, "let's get to class shan't we" the two girls laugh as we head into the building.
"What?" I giggle. "Hun, no one says shan't anymore" Perrie and Sam laugh. Up I just role my eyes, a smile fighting to reach my face, only making it to a grin.
I had no idea what to do after my convocation with Becca, so I went where I go whenever I don't what to do. My grandma.
Yes I just said my grandmother, the quiet girl who enjoys getting drunk,smoking and hates her family, her favorite person is her grandmother, coincidence right? Well I can't help it, she just makes everything clearer. And the best part is, she doesn't judge me.
When I was thirteen I tried running away and I didn't know where go, so I got on my bike and rode all the way to her house on the beach. She didn't scold me, she just took me inside, gave me some food, made me shower and then put me to bed.
When I was fifteen and started smoking she just said, "Well as long as you keep your grades up its fine by me" and the same when I started drinking a few months after.
This time was similar to all the others. I got in my car and drove down her house on the beach. She greeted me with a big, warm welcoming hug and let me inside. She's my fathers mother, so she was sweet, just like my dad when he isn't listening to my mother.
She grabbed two glasses and her home made iced tea while I placed two beach chairs on the sand, still warm from the afternoon sun. I help her take her seat before taking my own and settling my sun glasses on my face.
"So sweetie, what's wrong?" She always knew I came to her when I was troubled. I take a small sip the tea. "There's a boy grandma" I sigh. "Mm, someone that suits your fancy?" She asks. She never took anything too seriously, she was a proper all-rounder, everything I wish I could be.
"Not exactly, see when I first saw him I thought he was good looking, but I also thought he was some idiot who just wants to get into girls pants" she listened intensely to what I had to say, never interrupting just taking a sip of her drink here and there.
"I went with what I thought and never tried to get to know him, just giving witty comments and monotone answers" I left out the part of trying to make him jealous with Brad- "That was until last weekend at a party. Someone decided it would be a good idea to play truth or dare. I was drunk so I don't remember much. But when I woke up in the morning we were on Louis' couch and his arms were draped around me. I was so confused about how we got like that since I thought I would never like him in a million years. When he woke up, he showed me a video" I sigh again.
After taking another sip of my drink I carry on, "It was a video of someone daring Harry, oh thats his name by the way-" I giggle, I always forget to mention something.
"So someone dared Harry to kiss the girl he thought was the prettiest. So he came up to me. As I watched more of the video I was shocked. Because after he had kissed me I- I- I kissed him again. I just do not know what to do" I burry my head in my hands. "I thought I never liked him, but now I- I don't know"
She didn't say anything, she just placed her hand on my back. What? She always says something when I'm done talking. I look up at her, but she just has a smile on her face.
"What?" I ask.
"You just remind me so much of, well of me and your grandfather" huh?
"What? How?"
"Well when I first moved her from Orlando, your grandfather would always pester me during class, and I tried my best to ignore him because where I'm from boys were,we'll excuse my French, but they were total ass holes" I let out a breathily laugh from her 'use of curse words'.
"Your grandfather would always try to impress me, he would put notes in my locker or wink at me while he would play sports and I would cheerlead. Until one day he stopped and just came up to me and said, "Do you wanna go to a movie or something?" And that's all I wanted"
"Look grandma. I love your stories, I really do. But what does that have to do with me and Harry?"
"I think you should give him a chance" she says honestly.
"Yeah, about that,there's more...." I trail off. "Oh lord" she laughs, "what is it Jamie?"
"Well mom invited me for lunch the other day, since I didn't really want to join I decided I would just sit by the pool and not come inside, but that didn't work out since mom made we come in and change. I took refuge in my room a while until he came upstairs to talk to me. I had told him that I don't know why I kissed him but that I'm an honest drunk, a person who is always honest while drunk" she nods, indicating that she understood my terminology.
"But then he kissed me and it like, shut off my brain. I kissed him back and told him something along the lines of that girls change their minds often and that he mustn't give up on me" I sped up the last part
"Oh Jamie, Jamie, Jamie" she shakes her head, "if the boy can turn off your mind with a simple kiss then I think you do like him. But maybe if your not so sure, you could just ask, Harry was it?" I nod, "you can just ask Harry to be friends"
I think about it for a few minuets, me and Harry friends? I close my eyes and sigh
"Like always, I guess your right grandma" she laughs her sweet laugh, "just like always"
"Now let's go inside, your grandfather is picking up some Chinese for dinner, you should join us" she smiles as I help her up and take everything back inside the old beach house.
As I drive on the road on the way to school I try my best not to over think. But these thoughts keep running though out my mind. How will Harry react to my proposal? Or Will he hate me, or with he think it's best? Ugh. I can't do this. No Jamie!
I sigh and turn up my music a little. Man I missed having my car. I turn it loud enough that will hopefully stop all my thinking and try and focus on the music as well as the road.
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
I sing along to Greenday's song Boulevard of Broken Dreams. People say I'm a little strange because I'm my taste in music. Trust me, I have nothing against modern music, Lady Gaga not caring about what people say of how she dresses, Katy Perry always surprising people. But it's just not my style.
I enjoy listening to older bands like Green day, Westlife, Queen and so many more, if that makes me weird then so be it.
Look at that, I've been so busy rambling about my taste in music, I'm already at school. I turn the key turning the engine off before sliding the key out of the ignition
I grab my book bag from the passenger seat and shove my phone and keys into it. I quickly apply some Chapstick to my lips before stepping out of the vehicle.
I sling my bag over my shoulder and walk straight to my friends, not bothering to look for Harry, if I run into I'll tell him, but if I don't I'll tell him in lunch or Science (which today, is our only lesson together)
"Hey guys and girlies, how was you weekend?" I put on my best smile as I wrap my arms around the lovey dovey couple, Zayn and Perrie.
"Well someone's in a happy mood" Zayn pokes my cheek playfully. "And we know why" Perrie winks at me, playfully pushing Zayns arm. "Oh really?" I raise and eyebrow.
"Oh come on jay, Becca told us" Perrie gestures to her and Zayn. "Yeah and we told them" Zayn says looking at me.
"Just to clarify, what were you told?" I raise an eye brow. "That you like Harry silly" Perrie nudges my shoulder. "Yeah, about that" I run my hand along the strap of my bag and look back at Harry as he sits with his friends.
"Don't tell me you two are dating already" Zayn raises both eye brows and Perrie gasps "when's the wedding?" I nudge her shoulder "Who's wedding. Harry and Jay? Oh yay, count me in" Sam winks
"There's no wedding you idiots, I went to.. Someone... For a little help and I'm going to tell Harry that I want to just be friends"
"Good luck with that" Perrie snorts.
Before I get the chance to open my mouth and question her the bell goes and students start pilling into the school. I spot Harry talking to some friends and sigh. "Okay Perrie and Sam. We are going to walk into school together that way Harry won't come talk to me" I order
"I thought you wanted to tell him yo-"
I out my hand up to stop Sam from talking. "I will tell him when the time is right, okay?" The two girls nod. "Now" I link my arms though theirs, "let's get to class shan't we" the two girls laugh as we head into the building.
"What?" I giggle. "Hun, no one says shan't anymore" Perrie and Sam laugh. Up I just role my eyes, a smile fighting to reach my face, only making it to a grin.
Notes
Okay so I know I promised this over a week ago, but then I had school and I have exams soon And time just got away from me. But it's up! Phew!
so I decided I order to get more comments I'll leave some question for you guys to answer. Here we go!
Questions:
-How will Harry react to being friends?
-Will Jamie go though with asking Harry?
-Why did Perrie not believe the two can be friends?
-What do you think will happen next?
They Haven't Come Yet
6/9/14