"I graduate in 5 days! Can you stop stressing me out?!" I shouted at my boyfriend.
"I'm not trying to stress you out, but I need answers, Jenna!"
"Well I can't help you." I slammed my bedroom door in his face, hoping for a moment of relaxation, but to no surprise, the door swung back open. "Harry. I have to study for finals." I was trying to calm down.
"I understand, baby. But I went through a lot of trouble to allow you to join me on tour. I need a simple yes or no."
"No. Simple enough? Now get out of my room. " I could tell he was hurt, but I really had to study. If I didn't pass my exams, I wouldn't graduate. No diploma, no tour.
"You know what? Enjoy your exams." With that, my door was slammed yet again as my only reason for happiness walked away more upset than ever.
•••••
It had been 4 days since mine and Harry's fight. I'd tried calling him, but he obviously wanted nothing to do with me.
"I'm sure he'll be there, Jenna." My bestfriend said.
"I dunno, Nate. You didn't see his face. He was really hurt." He shrugged, unable to say any more.
"Dude. Can Mr. G hurry up with grades already?" Nate said as we waited outside class to see if we passed our last final. Only one more, and we graduated for sure. "There he is." He said, our teacher finally approaching.
"Hmmm..." My finger scanned the paper searching for my ID, while Nate did the same. "YES! Yes yes yes! I passed! Holy crap! Are you serious! NATE! I'm graduating! Holy crap....I'm graduating." It was all too real.
"That's great, Jenna."
"W-what do you mean? What's that supposed to mean?! You didn't pass?! No...no no no..." I began to panic. He had to pass. I couldn't graduate without my bestfriend at my side. "Don't worry. I'll fix this."
"No, no Jenna. It's okay."
"No, Nate. You-"
"I PASSED. Leave Mr. G alone. I passed. Don't kill him. I was kidding."
"Oh, don't worry. I'm gonna kill YOU." I chased him.
"Okay, okay! I give!" He said as I tackled him to the ground. "You're such a bully."
"Oh, not even! You scared the hell out of me! I was ready to go in there and throw stuff!" I punched him in the chest.
"I'm sorry...but thank you for caring. You're always there for me."
"That's what bestfriends are for." I laughed.
"Yeah, yeah. Now get off you big meanie." We got up and walked to his car.
"So...we're walking buddies right?" I asked as we pulled up to my house.
"Wouldn't have it any other way. I'll be here at 5 to pick you up."
"Sounds good, pal. Love ya."
"Love you too. See you then."
•••••
"Oh my...you look so pretty, honey." My mom said, already tearing up.
"Thanks, mom."
"Hey, graduate! Holy shit! Ya look great, Jenna!" My favorite Irish accent chimed in.
"Woah. He's right. You look smokin', boo." I giggled, a tad embarrassed at Zayns compliment.
"Thank you, thank you. Zayn, Niall...have either of you heard from Harry?" I asked.
"No...we were gonna ask you the same thing." I groaned, Nialls answer not being the one I had hoped for.
"Don't worry, Jenna. He'll be there. He wouldn't miss tonight for the world. Not Harry."
"I really don't think he'll be there, Zayn. Whatever. I have to go. I have to get the most important night of my life over with. Harry or no Harry." I threw on my gown and grabbed my cap, heading for the door.
"Where are you going?"
"School?" I answered Niall confused.
"Well obviously. But, how are you getting there? Need a ride?"
"No. Nate's taking me."
"Over my dead body. We'll take you." Zayn said stepping in my way.
"You guys. Seriously. I'm gonna be late."
"Not if we take you."
"Yeah." They were in agreement.
"MOVE. I'm not afraid to kick both of your asses...in a dress I might add." They exchanged a look and stepped aside. But, I should've known that wouldn't be the end of it.
"Why is he taking you anyway?" Zayn asked, his tone bitter.
"Because he's my walking partner, and my bestfriend."
"Oh, so I'm nothing to you then."
"Zayn. Don't be ridiculous. Goodbye. I'll see you on the field."
•••••
"Jeez what took you so long?" Nate asked as I ducked into the car.
"I was held up by...people."
"Who?"
"Niall and Zayn."
"Oh." He scoffed.
"Dude. Why do you all hate each other?!" I had had it.
"Hate's a strong word, Jenna. But, look from my side. This big pop star comes out of nowhere, starts to date my bestfriend, and tries to take her away from me for months on a world tour...and I'm supposed to be okay with that? I don't think so."
I didn't know what to say, so we sat there in the awkward silence of his tiny car before I finally spoke up. "I didn't realize you felt that way...or cared really."
"You don't think I care? Really? That's such a slap in the face. You're the biggest part of my life, Jenna. I love you."
"So does Harry."
"I loved you first."
•••••
"You may move your tassels...and congratulations class of 2013, you've now graduated!" The stadium erupted with cheers as we all threw our caps in the air.
"I can't believe this!" I said pulling Nate in for a tight embrace. "We did it. We actually did it!" I was holding back tears as he held me close, probably fighting tears as well.
"There's our girl!"
"Congrats grad!"
"You look beautiful!"
"We're so proud!"
"Congrats to you too, Nate!"
"Thanks, guys." Nate and I said to my family as they began to shower me with gifts, and even gave Nate a lei. I loved how they made him feel like family.
"I'm gonna go find my folks, Jenna. See you later?" I nodded and hugged him goodbye.
"Of course, pal." I watched him walk off to find his family with the worst feeling in my gut. "Nate!" He swung around at the sound of my voice, and I ran to him tackling him to the ground for old times sake.
"Jeez. What was that for?" He asked as I propped myself up on his chest.
"The thing is, you WILL see me later... But a lot later. I decided to go on tour with Harry." I could tell he wasn't happy. His face fell, his eyebrows furrowed. A look I'd only seen on him once before, and that was when his parents got divorced.
"You promised you wouldn't leave me.."
"I wouldn't make a promise I couldn't keep.." We stared at each other. Holding back tears once again. "Nate, I already packed my bags. "
"Isn't the first show in England? That's across the world, Jenna!" I just stared. "Know what? Have fun. But do me a favor, and don't call. Don't even come home. Enjoy touring with your fantastic boyfriend."
"Nate come on. Don't be like that." I said trying to stop him, but he wanted nothing to do with me, and pushed me to the grass. "Nate!" I watched again as he went to find his family.
"You're coming on tour?" I turned at the familiar voice.
"Yes, Harry."