***All credit goes to Reilly Roo2 Half of Railly***
*Jaycee's POV*
Sighing, I stood up from the couch and stretched, walking towards the bathroom. It was only Paisley, Zayn, Harry and I here right now. The rest of the boys had left to go grocery shopping to stock up on food for the tour bus.
Zayn had gone back to his bedroom about thirty minutes ago and I'm pretty sure he said he was going to take a nap. Paisley, Harry and I were all in the living room watching some movie that was on Netflix but I wasn't really paying attention. Paisley had been knocked out for at least an hour, sleeping on Harry's chest peacefully. It was kind of cute the way she slept, she had her hands up by her nose and her knee were brought up closer to her chest, while her head was burried in Harry's chest.
As for me and Harry you may be asking, we haven't been talking much. The only times we've talking is if we were asking each other to get something for Paisley. Things weren't that exciting today, well except for this morning. Harry had come out of his room with Paisley earlier when she had woken up and that was after the boys had left. She had managed to stay awake for at least two hours before crashing. You could tell that she was exhauster, I mean she was supposed to be in the hospital still and she would be sleeping this much there too so I guess it was normal.
I looked in the mirror and studied my features. I did this a lot, I never felt good enough, never pretty enough, not skinny enough. I could name off a million flaws about me. I forced myself to look away from the mirror and opened the door and walking into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before heading back to my spot on the couch.
I was lying on the couch, looking at the TV sideways whenI heard Harry clear his throat. I looked over to him and saw him staring at me intensely.
"Um yeah?" I asked pushing my eyebrows together.
"Why are you lying to all the boys about who you are?" Harry asked quietly and I sat up, rolling my eyes in annoyance.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not lying!" I whisper/shouted, leaning forward as he sat up, setting Paisley's head on his lap.
"As many times as it take you to cough up your little act." He growled.
"Harry I have no idea what you're talking about! Why do you hate me so much?" I asked getting annoyed it him.
"Oh you know exactly what you did! You ripped my heart out and toyed with my feelings." He sneered and I looked over at him, raising my eyebrows.
"What are you talking about?!" I asked in bewilderment and he chuckled darkly.
"Like you don't remember, you were the one girl I thought I was going to grow old with but you went along and played me like a little kid plays with Legos. You dropped me like a stone in the ocean. You never cared about me." He said and my mouth dropped slack. What the hell? I never met Harry in my life until last night!
"Harry, I think you might be confusing me with someone else..." I trailed off, avoiding his intense gaze.
"No. It was you; I could never forget those piercing blue eyes you have." He said softly.
"Lots of people have blue eyes Harry, we never met before last night." I said slowly and he shook his head slowly, now realizing the truth.
"I just could have sworn it was her." He mumbled to himself and looked out the window. I stood up and walked over to him. "Harry get up." I demanded and he lifted Paisley's head lightly and stood up, setting her down as soft as he could.
"Hi, my names Jaycee." I said, sticking out my hand and he looked at me confused and I nodded for him to do the same.
"Hi. I'm Harry." He mumbled.
"To new beginnings?" I asked, still holding onto his hand. "To new beginnings." He announced smiling down at me and I leaned up and kissed his cheek before walking back over to my couch and laying down again. At least I knew now that everything was a misunderstanding and hopefully things between me and Harry would be better.
Who was this girl that supposedly ripped out Harry's heart and why did he think that I was her?
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N is for never ending short of horrible names you call me.
I is for the interesting things you always come up with to make my life hell.
A is for the abuse you put me through.
L is for all the lying.
L is for the love that's always been hidden. <3 <3
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