Not Plastic
She's going to kill you
*peyten’s pov*
i woke up early the next morning with niall still asleep next to me. i jotted down a quick note before heading back to my flat. i smiled at the thought of how nialls arms wrapped around my waist as we laid together last night. “where were you last night?” courtneys voice demanded as soon as i walked in the front door. “stayed with niall.” i responded easily walking into my kitchen placing my bag on the counter. “have a fun time?” she sarcastically asked. “as always,” i responded not letting her get to me. “well logan stopped by earlier, he dropped off something. it’s in your room.” she said turning her attention back to the tv. i left my purse on the counter heading toward me room. i noticed an open box with a letter sitting next to it placed on my bed. in the box was the purse i had told logan i liked. ‘why did he do that?’ i asked my self. i turned my attention to the letter : Pey, i saw the purse in a store window and knew you would like it. thinking of you, logan. i chuckled at the letter, but changed my mind when a thought hit me. i stormed into the living room seeing courtney looking through the channel guide, “why the hell did you open my package?” i demanded. “because i can.” she replied not taking her eyes off the screen. “didnt you ever learn not to open things that aren’t yours?” “calm down i left the purse for you didnt i ?” “thats not the freaking point!” “like i care,” she scoffed. i gave up grabbing my purse and heading back into my room and transferring everything into my new bag.
*niall’s pov*
i woke up to find the bed empty, i could have sworn peyten had stayed the night. i thought this over as i grabbed a quick shower trying to wake up. as i re entered my room i noticed a folded piece of paper laying on the nightstand. ‘went home, hope you can decide where you want to live, see you later.’ i smiled as i read it over again, and was reminded that i had to contact the agent again today. after redressing i walked into the dining room. “hey mate, hows it going?” i asked harry, i knew he and jasmine had gotten into some sort of argument but didnt want to push the point. “terrible,” he sighed. he wasn’t far off, he looked like crap. his hair sticking in every direction, all most like how his hair looked after jasmine stayed the night. his eyes were red and puffy all most as if he had been crying earlier, he sat hunched over his phone. “have you heard from jasmine?” he asked. i sighed, i knew he was hurting, he loved jasmine more than i had ever seen him love anyone. “no,” “i haven’t heard from her in days, what if she really left?” he choked out, i noticed a few quiet tears slip down his cheek. i felt bad for him, “look i’ll see if i can get peyten to contact her.” i tried comforting him. “thanks mate.” he smiled shyly.
i drove to jasmines flat hoping she would be home, out of all the boys i knew she trusted me most. i knocked waiting for her response. the door opened slowly and saw jasmine peeking out. “niall?” her voice asked confused.
"so you two got into an argument because his phone went off?" i asked confused. "kind of, i mean if he had been messaging one of you or something i wouldn’t have minded but he was constantly on the phone texting courtney. i dont know, i guess i was just jealous." she explained. i finaly understood what had happened, i finally convinced her to agree to join me and peyten to the movies later that night. little did she know what i had in store for her.
*peyten’s pov*
”she’s going to hate you,” i laughed when niall told me about his plan to ‘re connect’ jasmine and harry. he sat on my bed watching me as i finished my make up before stepping into the bathroom to change into (outfit). “yeah, but she’ll eventually forgive me and maybe even thank me.” he claimed cheekily as i stepped back out of the bathroom. “how does this look?” i asked more to myself than to him as i examined my outfit in the mirror. “beautiful,” niall sighed smiling at through the mirror. “dont ever change,” he whispered into my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. i watched us in the mirror taking in the moment, before having it ruined by courtney bursting into the room. “Jasmines here,” she scoffed at the sight of us. “ahh, young love,” jasmine cooed teasingly walking into the room. we unwrapped our selves before we headed out the door.
"you look really nice." jasmine complimented as we stood outside the theater. "thanks, i love your shoes." i added. i shivered at the sudden breeze that blew through. "are you cold?" niall asked me. "a little," i responded. "come here," he said pulling me to him, so my back was pressed to his chest. he wrapped his coat around me. "way better than giving you my jumper." he whispered so only i could hear. "i feel like im becoming the third wheel." jasmine teased us. "not for long," niall smiled cheekily. "what?" jasmine asked. "evening," a familiar voice greeted us. i noticed jasmine’s eyes widen and then shoot us daggers. "hello harry," i chirped up. "hey," harry looked toward jasmine. "we should get going in." she responded.
after the movie we all walked down the strip looking at all the lights streaming from the store windows. we all laughed and chatted like nothing happened. “i have to admit this was the best double date we’ve been on,” harry chuckled wrapping his arm around jasmine. i loved how she smiled shyly to herself, though not letting harry catch her. i knew she was teasing him, and i liked the way she was playing dirty. we stopped to look at a display as i turned toward jasmine. “how long are you going to do this to him?” i asked quietly. “maybe another day or two, lets face it, he deserves it.” she smiled evilly at me. “so are you and niall official yet?” “no,” i chuckled at her. “where did you get that purse?” jasmine asked me as we all continued walking again. “i dont know, logan got it for me.” i answered. i noticed niall’s mood change though i didnt know what to do about it.
i woke up early the next morning with niall still asleep next to me. i jotted down a quick note before heading back to my flat. i smiled at the thought of how nialls arms wrapped around my waist as we laid together last night. “where were you last night?” courtneys voice demanded as soon as i walked in the front door. “stayed with niall.” i responded easily walking into my kitchen placing my bag on the counter. “have a fun time?” she sarcastically asked. “as always,” i responded not letting her get to me. “well logan stopped by earlier, he dropped off something. it’s in your room.” she said turning her attention back to the tv. i left my purse on the counter heading toward me room. i noticed an open box with a letter sitting next to it placed on my bed. in the box was the purse i had told logan i liked. ‘why did he do that?’ i asked my self. i turned my attention to the letter : Pey, i saw the purse in a store window and knew you would like it. thinking of you, logan. i chuckled at the letter, but changed my mind when a thought hit me. i stormed into the living room seeing courtney looking through the channel guide, “why the hell did you open my package?” i demanded. “because i can.” she replied not taking her eyes off the screen. “didnt you ever learn not to open things that aren’t yours?” “calm down i left the purse for you didnt i ?” “thats not the freaking point!” “like i care,” she scoffed. i gave up grabbing my purse and heading back into my room and transferring everything into my new bag.
*niall’s pov*
i woke up to find the bed empty, i could have sworn peyten had stayed the night. i thought this over as i grabbed a quick shower trying to wake up. as i re entered my room i noticed a folded piece of paper laying on the nightstand. ‘went home, hope you can decide where you want to live, see you later.’ i smiled as i read it over again, and was reminded that i had to contact the agent again today. after redressing i walked into the dining room. “hey mate, hows it going?” i asked harry, i knew he and jasmine had gotten into some sort of argument but didnt want to push the point. “terrible,” he sighed. he wasn’t far off, he looked like crap. his hair sticking in every direction, all most like how his hair looked after jasmine stayed the night. his eyes were red and puffy all most as if he had been crying earlier, he sat hunched over his phone. “have you heard from jasmine?” he asked. i sighed, i knew he was hurting, he loved jasmine more than i had ever seen him love anyone. “no,” “i haven’t heard from her in days, what if she really left?” he choked out, i noticed a few quiet tears slip down his cheek. i felt bad for him, “look i’ll see if i can get peyten to contact her.” i tried comforting him. “thanks mate.” he smiled shyly.
i drove to jasmines flat hoping she would be home, out of all the boys i knew she trusted me most. i knocked waiting for her response. the door opened slowly and saw jasmine peeking out. “niall?” her voice asked confused.
"so you two got into an argument because his phone went off?" i asked confused. "kind of, i mean if he had been messaging one of you or something i wouldn’t have minded but he was constantly on the phone texting courtney. i dont know, i guess i was just jealous." she explained. i finaly understood what had happened, i finally convinced her to agree to join me and peyten to the movies later that night. little did she know what i had in store for her.
*peyten’s pov*
”she’s going to hate you,” i laughed when niall told me about his plan to ‘re connect’ jasmine and harry. he sat on my bed watching me as i finished my make up before stepping into the bathroom to change into (outfit). “yeah, but she’ll eventually forgive me and maybe even thank me.” he claimed cheekily as i stepped back out of the bathroom. “how does this look?” i asked more to myself than to him as i examined my outfit in the mirror. “beautiful,” niall sighed smiling at through the mirror. “dont ever change,” he whispered into my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. i watched us in the mirror taking in the moment, before having it ruined by courtney bursting into the room. “Jasmines here,” she scoffed at the sight of us. “ahh, young love,” jasmine cooed teasingly walking into the room. we unwrapped our selves before we headed out the door.
"you look really nice." jasmine complimented as we stood outside the theater. "thanks, i love your shoes." i added. i shivered at the sudden breeze that blew through. "are you cold?" niall asked me. "a little," i responded. "come here," he said pulling me to him, so my back was pressed to his chest. he wrapped his coat around me. "way better than giving you my jumper." he whispered so only i could hear. "i feel like im becoming the third wheel." jasmine teased us. "not for long," niall smiled cheekily. "what?" jasmine asked. "evening," a familiar voice greeted us. i noticed jasmine’s eyes widen and then shoot us daggers. "hello harry," i chirped up. "hey," harry looked toward jasmine. "we should get going in." she responded.
after the movie we all walked down the strip looking at all the lights streaming from the store windows. we all laughed and chatted like nothing happened. “i have to admit this was the best double date we’ve been on,” harry chuckled wrapping his arm around jasmine. i loved how she smiled shyly to herself, though not letting harry catch her. i knew she was teasing him, and i liked the way she was playing dirty. we stopped to look at a display as i turned toward jasmine. “how long are you going to do this to him?” i asked quietly. “maybe another day or two, lets face it, he deserves it.” she smiled evilly at me. “so are you and niall official yet?” “no,” i chuckled at her. “where did you get that purse?” jasmine asked me as we all continued walking again. “i dont know, logan got it for me.” i answered. i noticed niall’s mood change though i didnt know what to do about it.
i will today!
8/14/13