The Replacement
Better Off With You
"I can't believe you did that!" Harry exclaimed, roaring with laughter. "It must have hurt real bad!"
"He tried to touch me, Harry!" Jessica defended herself. "And the only thing I could think of at that moment was to just drop the printer cover while his hands were there!"
Jessica and Harry were at a pizza shop near Jessica's apartment having lunch while she was telling him about the time Greg tried to make a move on her at the printing room. When they woke up that Saturday morning, Harry insisted that he took her out on a date at some fancy restaurant but she told him how they've been to so many high-end restaurants and social events that she would prefer if they could spend time over a casual lunch instead. So, they went over to Jessica's place for her to wash up and get changed before walking down a few blocks to the pizza shop that Jessica swore sold the best pepperoni pizza around.
"But I did feel bad afterwards and I apologised before the employee's meeting that afternoon," Jessica went on, taking a huge bite of her slice of pepperoni pizza.
Harry shook his head, smiling as he watched her savour the pizza. "You're one tough chick, you know that?"
"Thanks," she mumbled, chewing on the pizza. "Your turn."
"I don't think there's anything about me that you don't already know," he said with a dimpled grin.
"That's not fair. There must be something. Tell me now before you regret it, Harry."
"Well..." he started. "I don't think you know that I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world."
Jessica took another bite of her pizza slice. "Oh, really? A girlfriend?"
"Yeah, she's smart," he continued, his hand circling her knee with his index finger underneath the table. "She's incredibly hot, you should have seen her body...she's a good employee...she has a big heart...she loves pizza and most importantly..." his hand shifted in between her thighs, making her drop her pizza slice from her hand. "She loves me."
"You don't tease a tough chick, Harry," Jessica whispered as she took his hand away from her legs.
Harry released from her grip and took her wrist, pulling her hand and placed it on his bulge. "So...am I your boyfriend, Jess?" Harry grinned.
"Harry...people can see-"
"Say it and I'll let go."
"Yes, Mr Harry Styles is my annoying but adorable boyfriend."
Harry's smile widened. "Well, he is the luckiest man in the world." He lifted her hand and interlocked their fingers.
-
Harry's POV
We were walking back to her apartment to catch some DVDs we rented. Having her hand in mine was probably the best feeling in the world. When we were approaching the block, I had that sudden urge to ask something that I knew might surprise her but it was worth the shot.
"Um, Jess?"
She looked down at her keys before slotting it into the door knob. "Yeah?"
"Do you want to move in with me?"
Her hands stopped and then she continued to turn the keys and unlock the door. "Could you at least let me open the door first, Harry?" she grunted.
I laughed as I entered her apartment behind her and then closed the door. "It was just in my mind but I would understand if you think it's too fast."
She took off her coat and placed it over her couch and then went towards the kitchen to grab herself a glass of water. "I would love to, Harry. To be honest. But, I don't think I'm moving in with anyone until I marry that person," she snorted as if it was a joke to her but she actually looked serious. "Anyway, I called Wonda when you were in the shower this morning."
I was hoping we could forget about the whole matter just for today but I could tell she was still very concerned about it. I went up to her and kissed her lips. "I know it's not easy for you to talk to her. Thank you, baby."
"Don't worry about it, we're all adults now," she smiled. "She'll drop by your office on Monday morning."
-
That Monday morning, Wonda arrived at 10am sharp as she said she would. When she approached Jessica's table, they looked at each other without saying a word for a moment before Wonda pulled Jessica into a hug.
"It's been awhile, Jess," Wonda whispered into Jessica's ear, smiling. Jessica was the only family she had besides her 3-year-old son and she wished they have put her differences aside and remained close like they used to.
"It has," Jessica replied as they released from the hug. "How's Tony doing?"
"Well, he's a grown up now," Wonda laughed. "Let's have lunch sometime. I'll bring him along."
"I'd love that. Let me introduce you to Harry?"
Wonda looked over Jessica's shoulder and saw the man she was referring to. "Does Alex know about this?" she teased.
Jessica frowned and whispered, "Alex and I are history, Wonda."
Wonda chuckled, "Well, I like this one better."
"Hands off, sister," Jessica warned with a smirk.
-
"Aren't you joining us, Jess?" Harry asked when he saw Jessica walking towards the door.
"It's best to not have a third party involved for now, Mr Styles," Wonda explained.
Harry nodded and smiled at Jessica as she walked out, closing the door behind her. "It's Harry, you can call me Harry. Please, take a seat."
-
Jessica's POV
"So, how was Wonda?" I asked as I pressed the fork down into the bowl of salad.
"Very professional. Thank you, again Jess," Harry said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. "I see that you both have rekindled?"
"Yea, it was a long time ago," I said, looking down at my salad. "Over some stupid guy." Oh, shit, why did I continue? He's so gonna ask...
"What guy?"
"It's really silly..."
"Well if it is, you would tell me because the last time I checked, you enjoy making me laugh."
"It was over this guy. I was with," I managed to choke out but his face told me that he wanted to know more. "For quite some time and she had a major crush on. I was jealous so blah blah blah..."
"Jessica Lauren Watson jealous?" he teased.
"It's not funny, don't you dare try," I warned.
He took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles. "I don't intend to, silly. So, who was this guy? Am I better looking?" He smirked.
"Let's not get into past relationships, shall we?"
"But you knew about...well, you know who. It's only fair that I know at least one," he pleaded.
"There was only one, anyway," I snapped, looking out of the window of the cafe.
"Okay, okay, sorry. Let's just have our lunch."
"Do you listen to the Arctic Monkeys?"
"Um, yeah a little, why?"
"Yeah, that's him. Alex Turner. I was with him for 3 years," I blurted out.
Harry's eyes widened and then he frowned. "I don't think I remember seeing him with a blonde before in the magazines." He took his iPhone and tapped on the screen a few times. He was probably searching on Google. His eyes squinted and then widened again. "That's you, Jess?!"
I laughed as I took the last bit of salad from the bowl. "That black hair was just a phase."
"Well, you looked kinda hot still," he teased, putting his phone back into his pocket. "Alright, you're done? Let's go!"
"Harry?"
He wiped his mouth again. "Yea?"
"I don't wish to compare but I'm better off with you."
He grinned and pinched my nose. "I'm glad to hear that."
-
Wonda's POV
I was about to start the engine of my car when my phone rang. I fished the phone from my bag with one hand on the steering wheel. I was running late to pick Tony up from the childcare centre.
"Hello? I'm driving, could you call me back later?"
"Hi Wonda."
The voice was so familiar.
"Yes, it's me Jacob."
"He tried to touch me, Harry!" Jessica defended herself. "And the only thing I could think of at that moment was to just drop the printer cover while his hands were there!"
Jessica and Harry were at a pizza shop near Jessica's apartment having lunch while she was telling him about the time Greg tried to make a move on her at the printing room. When they woke up that Saturday morning, Harry insisted that he took her out on a date at some fancy restaurant but she told him how they've been to so many high-end restaurants and social events that she would prefer if they could spend time over a casual lunch instead. So, they went over to Jessica's place for her to wash up and get changed before walking down a few blocks to the pizza shop that Jessica swore sold the best pepperoni pizza around.
"But I did feel bad afterwards and I apologised before the employee's meeting that afternoon," Jessica went on, taking a huge bite of her slice of pepperoni pizza.
Harry shook his head, smiling as he watched her savour the pizza. "You're one tough chick, you know that?"
"Thanks," she mumbled, chewing on the pizza. "Your turn."
"I don't think there's anything about me that you don't already know," he said with a dimpled grin.
"That's not fair. There must be something. Tell me now before you regret it, Harry."
"Well..." he started. "I don't think you know that I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world."
Jessica took another bite of her pizza slice. "Oh, really? A girlfriend?"
"Yeah, she's smart," he continued, his hand circling her knee with his index finger underneath the table. "She's incredibly hot, you should have seen her body...she's a good employee...she has a big heart...she loves pizza and most importantly..." his hand shifted in between her thighs, making her drop her pizza slice from her hand. "She loves me."
"You don't tease a tough chick, Harry," Jessica whispered as she took his hand away from her legs.
Harry released from her grip and took her wrist, pulling her hand and placed it on his bulge. "So...am I your boyfriend, Jess?" Harry grinned.
"Harry...people can see-"
"Say it and I'll let go."
"Yes, Mr Harry Styles is my annoying but adorable boyfriend."
Harry's smile widened. "Well, he is the luckiest man in the world." He lifted her hand and interlocked their fingers.
-
Harry's POV
We were walking back to her apartment to catch some DVDs we rented. Having her hand in mine was probably the best feeling in the world. When we were approaching the block, I had that sudden urge to ask something that I knew might surprise her but it was worth the shot.
"Um, Jess?"
She looked down at her keys before slotting it into the door knob. "Yeah?"
"Do you want to move in with me?"
Her hands stopped and then she continued to turn the keys and unlock the door. "Could you at least let me open the door first, Harry?" she grunted.
I laughed as I entered her apartment behind her and then closed the door. "It was just in my mind but I would understand if you think it's too fast."
She took off her coat and placed it over her couch and then went towards the kitchen to grab herself a glass of water. "I would love to, Harry. To be honest. But, I don't think I'm moving in with anyone until I marry that person," she snorted as if it was a joke to her but she actually looked serious. "Anyway, I called Wonda when you were in the shower this morning."
I was hoping we could forget about the whole matter just for today but I could tell she was still very concerned about it. I went up to her and kissed her lips. "I know it's not easy for you to talk to her. Thank you, baby."
"Don't worry about it, we're all adults now," she smiled. "She'll drop by your office on Monday morning."
-
That Monday morning, Wonda arrived at 10am sharp as she said she would. When she approached Jessica's table, they looked at each other without saying a word for a moment before Wonda pulled Jessica into a hug.
"It's been awhile, Jess," Wonda whispered into Jessica's ear, smiling. Jessica was the only family she had besides her 3-year-old son and she wished they have put her differences aside and remained close like they used to.
"It has," Jessica replied as they released from the hug. "How's Tony doing?"
"Well, he's a grown up now," Wonda laughed. "Let's have lunch sometime. I'll bring him along."
"I'd love that. Let me introduce you to Harry?"
Wonda looked over Jessica's shoulder and saw the man she was referring to. "Does Alex know about this?" she teased.
Jessica frowned and whispered, "Alex and I are history, Wonda."
Wonda chuckled, "Well, I like this one better."
"Hands off, sister," Jessica warned with a smirk.
-
"Aren't you joining us, Jess?" Harry asked when he saw Jessica walking towards the door.
"It's best to not have a third party involved for now, Mr Styles," Wonda explained.
Harry nodded and smiled at Jessica as she walked out, closing the door behind her. "It's Harry, you can call me Harry. Please, take a seat."
-
Jessica's POV
"So, how was Wonda?" I asked as I pressed the fork down into the bowl of salad.
"Very professional. Thank you, again Jess," Harry said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. "I see that you both have rekindled?"
"Yea, it was a long time ago," I said, looking down at my salad. "Over some stupid guy." Oh, shit, why did I continue? He's so gonna ask...
"What guy?"
"It's really silly..."
"Well if it is, you would tell me because the last time I checked, you enjoy making me laugh."
"It was over this guy. I was with," I managed to choke out but his face told me that he wanted to know more. "For quite some time and she had a major crush on. I was jealous so blah blah blah..."
"Jessica Lauren Watson jealous?" he teased.
"It's not funny, don't you dare try," I warned.
He took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles. "I don't intend to, silly. So, who was this guy? Am I better looking?" He smirked.
"Let's not get into past relationships, shall we?"
"But you knew about...well, you know who. It's only fair that I know at least one," he pleaded.
"There was only one, anyway," I snapped, looking out of the window of the cafe.
"Okay, okay, sorry. Let's just have our lunch."
"Do you listen to the Arctic Monkeys?"
"Um, yeah a little, why?"
"Yeah, that's him. Alex Turner. I was with him for 3 years," I blurted out.
Harry's eyes widened and then he frowned. "I don't think I remember seeing him with a blonde before in the magazines." He took his iPhone and tapped on the screen a few times. He was probably searching on Google. His eyes squinted and then widened again. "That's you, Jess?!"
I laughed as I took the last bit of salad from the bowl. "That black hair was just a phase."
"Well, you looked kinda hot still," he teased, putting his phone back into his pocket. "Alright, you're done? Let's go!"
"Harry?"
He wiped his mouth again. "Yea?"
"I don't wish to compare but I'm better off with you."
He grinned and pinched my nose. "I'm glad to hear that."
-
Wonda's POV
I was about to start the engine of my car when my phone rang. I fished the phone from my bag with one hand on the steering wheel. I was running late to pick Tony up from the childcare centre.
"Hello? I'm driving, could you call me back later?"
"Hi Wonda."
The voice was so familiar.
"Yes, it's me Jacob."
Notes
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12/11/13