"You're gorgeous Jamie. You don't even look like my Jamie anymore." Mom told me as soon as I walked down the stairs.
"Oh Mum, you know your prettier," I told her and finally saw my sister's eyes tears tempting to fall.
"Oh come here Jaime." She gestured me to hug her. "Jaime, its prom. Be careful okay hun? I don't want to happen whatever happened to me back in senior year. Enjoy babe." She reminded me and I smiled.
As I checked out front porch there stood Harry and Zayn.
A white porsche stopped infront of my lawn. And I saw the person I leastexpected to see for many years now, holding up a boquet of white roses. It was him. It was really him.
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Catch Me if you Can
FanfictionWhat will happen if Harry and Zayn falls for the a simple girl named Jaime, she didn't like watching television, social networks and any movie at all. She ends up sleeping at every movie she watches. These men were ordered to take care of her until...
