(JADE P.O.V.)
"What do you want?" I said angrily.
"And hello to you," Harry said politely. "Won't lady get angry if I insist to bring her back to her house?" He asked and shifted to make space on the motorcycle. I sighed loudly and looked at him.
"You won't fuck off if I disagree, will you?" I asked and he quickly shook his head. I sighed again and smiled. "Well, okay..."
I sat on the motorcycle and put my arms around his waist. Harry handed me a helmet and I put it on the hair. I was just acting politely, because I knew that he won't stop. Then he will find another girl and goes away from me. I only wonder why Harry exactly picked me. For I neither beautiful nor popular than someone else!Motorcycle suddenly started and drove into the direction of my house. Wait, how can he possibly know where I live?! I leaned back and I looked around. We were winding our way quickly through the houses, neighbourhoods, streets and corners.
I really liked this way to ride! I didn't even noticed how we get to my home. I took off the helmet and whipped my hair. Then I got out from the vehicle and gave Harry a helmet.
"Well, after all, it wasn't so scary, was it?" Harry laughed. He is too pleasant today. This is worrying me. However, I smiled and nodded. "Would you like to repeat it?"
"Maybe not, you are not my type of boy to be honest." I said and moved towards the front door. I saw Harry sighed and cursed quietly. Does he really think to seduce me? I don't know what to expect, I was always the girl who was neutral, neither losers nor popular. Frightened by adopting the conclusion that Harry might one hand waving humiliate me before the whole school, it was too easy for him. He is too big cunt, that to think not only about himself, and about others. Perhaps one could understand what was running in his mind: sex, alcohol, popularity, going out and maybe even drugs? I shake from from such thought.
Harry suddenly stood up from the bike and started to approach me. My body shook with fear. He came so close to me that among us there are no gaps in my uneven breathing. Harry had that frown on his face, and enlarged and filled with fear eyes had no choice but to look at it. He pout looked at me. I tried to go back, but I stood right at the door and where I couldn't retreat.
"You don't crawl to me, damn livestock!" I said.
"Don't you dare to talk to me as well, pretty little lady, otherwise it will be worse." He spit out me through clenched teeth. What's gotten into him?! I hardly breathed out and stared into his dark green eyes. Just a second after he withdrew from me and went back to his motorcycle. I was hardly breathing. I slowly opened the doors and got inside. So, today I came to a few conclusions: Harry knows where I live, he knows my phone number and he is a psychopath! If he will get any closer to me, I swear I will send him to a mental hospital! And with all that he is going to convince me it be friends? Or he just want me to get to his bed? In any case, it is mad and crazy!
"Sister, are you here?" Came the voice of my brother. Was he at home all this time? And he couldn't come and check on me? Moron...
"Yes, here I am!" I shouted and drew off mine shoes. Then, from the second floor landed Karl (my brother) looked at me strange sight.
"So, my sister is finally adulthood." He said and winked.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked and puzzled and looked around.
"Who is that guy you brought home? When will we het introduced? "Asked Karl. My heart stopped for a minute. Wait! He believes that he and I are... a couple?! Dear Lord!
"Me? And the psychic? You sound crazy, brother! "I cried, I laughed, and obviously artificial. Karl smiled and nodded head sarcastically. "I'm serious!"
"That's why he brought you home on a motorcycle, and then escorted to the door? There is only a secret what happened there, right?" He asked. He's right. It seemed that way.
"He just offered to ride me home and I brought it!" I shouted and I went to my room. I cannot believe it! When I came into the room I fell into bed and closed my eyes. It was a tragic day! However, I decided to take a bath and relax.I came out of the shower dressed in black underwear, night-short shorts and a simple white blouse. Suddenly phone vibrated on my bed. I reached for a phone and looked at a new message.
"Look out the window, besides, I was right, you have a pretty good figure, lady xx"
The message was from an unknown number, but there was only one person who called me lady.I quickly checked out of the window, it was almost dark outside, but still I saw a motorcycle and preferably look closer at it. I saw Harry sitting in the seat, I would recognize anywhere that ruddy curls. He sent me a sneering grin and applied the speed handle getting out of the street. My hand former phone vibrated again. I nervously took a phone I opened the message.
"We have unfinished business, little lady, don't think that this is the end. Everything just begins"
My heart beat took the unusual speed and hands began to tremble in fear. The message was from the same number, which did not have its name or photo. And what does the phrase "I was right has a pretty good body" means?! He saw me through the window?! What the paedophiles... I quickly incur curtains and turned on the room lights. Then I spoke via Skype with Leigh and Perrie. Jesy somehow couldn't connect. Somehow I start to believe that it seriously with Jordan consisted of a dance group.
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