Becoming British
Pay Back.
Jackie's POV:
I got in and looked around for that she devil, but she was no where to be found. I stalked towards my room and noticed her door closed. Great she fled before she could feel my wrath. I swiftly walked into my room and closed the door. I went to my bed and saw a stack of clothes, the exact ones that had disappeared earlier. I saw a note on top of it and picked it up.
Sorry for being an absolute and total bitch today. I'm really not like that. I hope to make it up to you. I make a pretty mean waffle so my friends say, so don't worry about breakfast. I have that covered. Again sorry for being an absolute bitch. xLogan
I felt a bit of guilt seeping in. I hadn't been too pleasant either. I put the washed clothes on top of my dresser and sighed. I didn't realize rooming with someone would be so complicated. I crawled into bed, not caring to change out of Harry's clothes. I cuddled up in the blankets and breathed in deeply. The clothes smelled just like him. Not that I care though. Oh lets be honest, no one believes that. He's kinda cute...Was my last thought, inhaling his wonderful scent, and watching the world grow dimmer by the moment.
I woke to the smell of waffles wafting into my room. I slowly got up and walked out into the kitchen, not bothering to brush my hair or even change out of Harry's clothes. I saw Logan cooking a mountain of food, was that all for us?
“Is this all for us?” I asked, I guess a bit too quietly, noticing her ear buds were in. “Are you making breakfast for an army?” I tried again.
“Actually...” She took her ear buds out and looked down at the ground and back up at me. “It's to apologize for being a complete and utter bitch last night. I make really good waffles according to my friends back home so I made them this morning. I made them whole grain so it was a bit healthier. I bought some fruit and it's in the fridge cut and washed. Milk, orange and apple juice, and creamer for coffee are in the fridge as well. I made a pot of coffee not knowing if you were a coffee drinker. The sugar is right next to it. Also syrup and butter are in the fridge. You don't need to worry about me because I'll be at the school of dance all day so I'll be out of your hair all day. Hope you like it.” She quickly rushed out. I stood there blinking, taking all that in. I walked over to the stack and dug in. Oh my god, these are heavenly. God has come down and touch my taste buds. I did a little happy dance. Wait, I ate that one plain...Now lets see what it takes like with everything! I ran to get the butter and fresh fruit and put a healthy dose of all. The pored myself a glass of milk.
I finished it off, and was just too full to consume anymore. I couldn't believe how thoughtful Logan had been... I felt bad. I walked into my room to grab some socks, my feet were freezing. I came back out and looked around for Logan, hoping to apologize. Her door was open and she was no where to be found, looks like shes already long gone. I'll tell her later I guess. I noticed the coffee just finished brewing, it'll go to waste if I don't drink it...But I'm not a coffee drinker. Then I had a idea. I ran out into the hall and knocked on the door next to ours.
“Hello, may I help you?” Asked a bright blue eyed boy with light brown hair. He smiled politely and I tried to as well.
“Uhm, hi I'm sorry but is Harry here?” I wondered. This must be his roommate.
“As a matter of fact he is! HAROLD! SOMEONES HERE FOR YOU!” He yelled. I giggled at his silliness.
“Coming!” He called from the other room.
“I'm Jacqueline, but you can call me Jackie!” I extended my hand and grinned at him. He grinned back and stuck out his hand as well.
“Louis! Please to meet your acquaintance Miss Jacqueline.” I giggled again at his humor.
“Hey, Louis who's here...Oh hey, its you.” Harry smiled walking towards me.
“Hey, I was just wondering if you guys would like to have breakfast at my place, considering my roommate made enough to feed an army.” I laughed.
“We would love to, my lady!” Louis yelled, offering me his arm.
“Splendid!” I laughed, taking it gladly and prancing to my dorm. “Help yourself!” I noticed Harry looked a little upset, but when he noticed me looking at him he perked up.
“So am I ever going to get those back?” Harry asked amused. I looked down and realized I still had his clothes on. I blushed a light pink.
“Oh, so that's why you came in with only boxers on...” Louis muttered.
“Will you guys excuse me for a sec?” I asked already running to my room. I tore off my clothes and ran into the shower trying to be quick, but not skipping any steps. I quickly finished and put on clothes that looked decent.( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=82232885 ) I walked back out with Harry's clothes in hand. “ I can wash them and give them back-” I started.
“No its fine, I'll wash them.” He said taking the clothes out of my hands. He looked me up and down. “I like your shirt, its true.” He lightly smiled. I looked at the clock and started rushing to put things away considering the boys had finished.
“Whats the rush love?” Louis asked me.
“I wanted to go see the end of my roommate's dance routine. Sorry guys, but I'll see you later, then you can meet her Louis, Harry already did.” I said quickly putting on my keds and rushing the boys out the door with me. At the last second I decided to bring my sling bag. I quickly locked the door and took off as fast as I could without running.
I got there just in time to see Logan walking into the locker rooms. Great. I missed it all. A smile slowly creeped its way onto my face, and all thoughts of the wonderful breakfast and apology vanished. I had wanted to get her back and here was the perfect opportunity. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, the coast was clear. I leisurely strolled in and noticed a pile of her clothing, I doubt she heard me come in considering she was humming and the shower was running. I threw them all into my sling back and retrieved a scrap piece of paper.
Pay back's a bitch. (;
There, now you try it. I happily walked out and started back to my room, I'd probably regret doing this later, but right now I feel on top of the world.
Harry's POV:
“You like her don't you?” Louis asked me with a huge grin on his face, watching me watch Jackie walk briskly away.
“No, what would give you that idea?” I murmured and opened our door up.
“You were ogling her.” Louis said matter of factually.
“I don't ogle.” I replied sourly.
“ Yes you do, when Jackie's around. What would you do if her clothes were on fire?” He asked in the same professional like tone.
“I'd put them out?” I asked, confused at what he was getting at.
“There's no water for five miles.” He said in monotone.
“I'd take my shirt off and pat out the fire, putting the shirt around my hand?” I tried again.
“ You don't own any shirts. They were stolen by a robber. ” He told me in the same tone.
“Who comes into peoples house and steals shirts? And I'd buy more...” I answered.
“A different robber stole all your money. Also, the shirt thief steals them, and only you, no one else.” He replied.
“Why me?” I said confused.
“Because he doesn't like you.” He answered as if I should know this.
“But he doesn't even know me!” I shouted.
“Your missing the point! What would you do?!” He said warily.
“I'd beat him up probably...” I muttered.
“I meant about Jackie.” He said in a duh voice.
“ I'd roll her on the ground and try to put them out that way?” I was beginning to get exasperated.
“ You guys are floating in space, there is no ground.” Really Louis, really?
“But fire needs oxygen to thrive and burn, so the problem just sorted itself out.” I told him.
“No! Look, what you want to do is rip off all her clothes!” He gave up.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! No I don't.” I said getting up and walking away.
“Whatever.” Louis answered clearly annoyed.
So sorry its been so long guys. If you still wanna read, im ready to pick back up on writing!
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1/30/14