Oh my gosh you guys I totally spaced out for MONTHS when I tell you life has been beating my ass šš Like literally kicking the back of my kneecaps every month! I am so sorry but Iām back and ready to show what Iāve been hiding in my journals š
Disclaimer: for Tell Me You Love Me, this story will revolve around Harry. I went into little detail about Jasmine but I will tie in small pieces as we go! This is a Harry Styles fanfic not a Jasmine fanfic!! ANYWAY GOTTA GO. šāāļø
āI donāt regret telling you how much I loved you.ā
Word Count: 1,299
Chapter Five
Jasmine
July 20th, 2018
2:00pm
Ā Ā After that little ordeal we had at the restaurant everything was a blur because the rest of our date was awkward. It was mainly that way because of Harry. I was starting to question a lot about what that girl had said and his reaction to it. Could he be famous? Or am I just delusional living in a fantasy world. He was also always on his phone could that mean something? Or is he just obsessed with getting on twitter lurking around. Lots of thoughts were going through my head but I know I am going to have to ask him sooner or later and today is that day.
Ā Ā As we walked out of the restaurant and briskly walked down the street there was a park nearby. Harry hadn't said anything up until he found the perfect secluded spot to sit on a bench near a large tree.
I looked at him wearily, and said, "So are you going to kidnap me now or?" And for some reason that brought him out of his serious face for a second before he went back into his mood. "No I am not going to kidnap you in a public park." He laughed slightly. He then proceeded and said, "I am sorry about what just happened, and I already know you are wondering what that was about and I am willing to answer any questions you might have."Ā
Ā Ā His attention shifted completely towards me as if there was no one else around. I didn't hesitate to start asking any questions, my mouth was moving faster then my brain was. "Did you know that girl from somewhere?" He then went and took a sigh and said, "No I didn't know her, I have actually never met her a day in my life." This left me confused because she knew his name. "Why did she know your name then?" He then said, "I make music."
I looked at him with my eyebrows raised, I was only slightly shocked just because he seemed like that type of mystery guy who either called himself an artist or actually was a legitimate artist. "Do you make SoundCloud beats or something, I want the link." I said making a joke and laughing. I was trying to lighten the mood since he was being pretty serious about the whole situation.Ā
Ā Ā He looked at me confused, and said "SoundCloud? What's that?" I then innerly cringed because I forgot he is not familiar with the joke about guys who make music on SoundCloud. So instead I dodged the questions completely and followed up, "What kind of music do you make?" He then said, "I make something kind of like rock but I guess it could also classify as pop-rock." I actually was intrigued by this, but before I could answer, our conversation was interrupted by a dog barking nearby who was playing with its owner. He also looked up and out towards the scenery.Ā
For a second we both had been so immersed in the conversation that we forgot about reality. We forgot about what was really happening around us and for some reason it was relaxing. The dog then settled on it's belly admiring it's owner. "Cute pup." Harry said.
I decided to pull his attention away from what we were seeing and back to our conversation we were having. I needed to know more. "Is your music just something you make or do you have other people who help create it?" I asked softly. I noticed his body language switch from tense to relaxed, I think he might be getting comfortable enough to tell me more. "I actually write the lyrics and I have a band with some really close friends that create the music."Ā
Ā Ā For some reason I was not expecting him to say he was in a band. "Harry that's cool!" I said with enthusiasm. I didn't want this to turn into an interrogation so I stayed quiet after expressing my interest in his band. He then looks at me and says, "I actually have a session tonight at a studio not too far away from here if you wanted to drop in and hear what we are working on." I was in complete shock, mostly because it seemed sort of soon to be doing all of this but my curiosity was peeking at this point.Ā
"I would love too! I am off tomorrow so that works for me." I say shyly. He then says ā If you want I can come pick you up from your place and we can go from there to the studio?" I agreed with him by simply nodding. We then sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before we both started talking at the same time.
"You go first." I said. He then laughs and says, "Ladies first always." I smiled at him and said, "I just want you to know even if you are some popular A-list celebrity, I will still see you as Harry the drunk patient that jumped out the window and sprained his ankle." He let out a heaping laugh that took me by surprise. He then settled down and spoke softly, "I'll pick you up at 5." He said, standing up from the bench. I stood up along with him and we walked together towards the restaurant again.Ā
Ā Ā The walk was not too far from the restaurant, it was actually very close. He walked me to my car and said, "Text me when you get home." He then closed the door for me and got into his car which was parked close to mine.
Ā I noticed Harry was one of those people that were pretty vague in their words but I think that's what made him stand out to me. I think he might've only been vague because we were out in public but I was excited regardless for what was to come tonight at the studio. I drove back to my place in a better mood then I had left it in. Once I got there I headed upstairs and got comfortable. I texted Harry and told him that I made it home and then got onto my couch for a quick cat nap.Ā
An Hour and a Half LaterĀ
I woke up from my nap, with the biggest stretch I could possibly do while laying on the couch and my phone went off. It was about 4pm, I realized that my cat nap wasn't really a cat nap, it was more of cutting it close to 2 hour nap. I looked at my texts and Harry was one of them.Ā
From Harry: Would you be up to going to grab some pizza on the way to the studio?Ā
I quickly responded
To Harry: Yeah I actually just got up from a nap but if you want you can come early so we can head there! I am ready.
He responded back immediately almost as if he was waiting for me to respond
From Harry: Yes! I actually am out and about right now anyway, send me your address! I will be there soon.
I then sent him my address and decided to go into the bathroom to freshen up and fix my hair and makeup before putting on my coat and perfume. I would say I was eager to see this side of him but who wouldn't when a guy like him rarely comes around.Ā Ā
15 minutes goes by and my phone starts ringingĀ
"Hey you, come outside and please bring a jacket itās cold out.ā
Reading the message my cheeks were starting to become warm. I then thought to myself, slow your roll Jaz as I headed towards my door to his car.
Harry and Jasmine sitting in a tree KISSING. I swear any time I have to write for this story it just comes way too easily for me. Itās like itās living in my brain??? Are you guys surprised by how vague he is being with her? Iām not he is an AQUARIUS man. I am so excited to introduce the band in the next chapter and let Jasmine into his little secret world that heās been hiding. I am more excited to jump into this Harry album 1/ fine line era. Will Harry let her all the way in or just the music part of it? I guess we will all find out togetherrrr. I love you! :)
"I don't regret telling you how much I loved you."
Word Count: 2,132
Chapter Four
Jasmine
July 20th, 2018
8:00am
It's been a few days since I last saw Harry at my job for his little incident and within those few days, I haven't mustered up the courage to text his number that was now saved in my phone. I have been nervous to send a text but I want to. I've even updated Lily on what happened at work and she thinks I should message him and ask when he's free for lunch. I think I will but what if he doesn't answer, what if he gave me a fake number, what if he's some super secret star that gave me a number so we couldn't meet in a public setting. Though I highly doubt it, it is still a possibility right or maybe I am just thinking too much hence the reason I'm up at 8am writing in this dingy journal.
I closed my journal and slid it back onto my dresser along with a few books I had taken from home for decoration. I had been sipping on a cup of tea from the moment I rolled out of bed this morning to try to soothe my anxiety about this whole situation. It is all I have been thinking about since the day he left the office.
I plopped out of my bed and into my kitchen to clean my mug. As I finish drying the mug, I set it aside and head into the living room. I fixed myself onto my couch where I then turned on the TV.
I picked up my phone and texted Lily. I knew she'd be up since our schedules at work typically start early in the morning.
"I think I want to text him."
a minute or two went by before I got a notification came up
Lily(imessage)
"if you are thinking about it this much, maybe you should;)"
I looked at her message and immediately went to Harry's contact, hesitantly pressing the message icon. Without replying to Lily, out of impulse I started typing.
"Hey how bout that lunch today?" I looked at my message then erased it. I thought to myself that is a little too straightforward. I tried again, "Hey how is your ankle doing." I then scratched my head and said to myself that this could work but it is also dodging his offer to lunch in a way by changing the subject to his ankle.
I then decided to slap some sense into myself and stop thinking too hard about texting him because I know for a fact that Lily would be disappointed by how much I am freaking out about this. Instead of putting too much thought into it i went all in.
"Hi." I hit send and then immediately closed the window in fear that he would either text right away or not at all.
I texted Lily back instead, "EYE TEXTED HIM???."
She immediately texted back
Lily(imessage)
"FINALLY??, I don't know what you were waiting on. LET ME KNOW ASAP WHAT HE SAYS."
I laughed slightly before putting my phone down and proceeding to get up to put my hair up and start the shower. Typically, I start my mornings very early even on my off days to avoid having to get ready later in the morning. I left my phone in the living room since I expected to go back there once I finished up.
45 minutes later
I waltz out of my room with a casual outfit on and hair slightly curled at the ends. I decided to go with a lace black long-sleeved top and some black denim jeans to match and light makeup for the day. Approaching the living room, I picked up my phone and to my ultimate surprise there was nothing from Harry. I wasn't too disappointed since the made-up scenarios in my head were starting to not sound delusional after all.
I sighed, as I grabbed my blanket on the couch and tuned into a comedy movie marathon that had been playing since the early morning. As time went on I started to get a little sleepy so I didnāt fight it and nodded off.
10:00am
As I opened my eyes, I looked out to my balcony next to my couch and saw the sun was out much brighter then earlier causing me to groan. I wasnāt a fan of the sun since I was so used to the sun back home. I slowly let my eyes adjust to my surroundings and sat up letting the blanket fall to my lap. I then saw my phone light up and immediately reached for it as I saw Harryās name flash across the screen.
Harry (iMessage)
āHey, I was still sleeping when you texted.ā
I immediately became embarrassed because now that I think about it, 8am is way too early to text anyone other then Lily.
I debated on if I should text back right away or wait some time but knowing myself I texted back.
āHi, sorry. I tend to get up early because of work! itās a habit of mine.ā I texted back eagerly
To my own surprise he texted back right away
Harry(iMessage)
āItās okay! hey I was thinking how about we meet up at Rachelās for lunch at 12:00?? I just got up but Iām starving, my belly is screaming at me.ā
I wish I could say I was surprised by how straightforward he is being but Iām not all that surprised since he flat out asked me out at my job.
āYes definitely Iām hungry too all I had was some tea this morning :( I will see you there?ā
a few minutes went by before my own stomach started growling at me. I hopped up and went to my pantry where I pulled out some club crackers to snack on to keep my hunger at bay. Just as I went to grab another I got a text from Harry.
Harry(iMessage)
ātrust me Iāll definitely be there. :)ā
12:00pm
Right at 12, Iām briskly walking up to Rachelās where it seems to be very quiet for a lunch hour. There isnāt too many people parked outside the restaurant which is surprising because Rachelās is a very popular place to eat lunch and brunch in London.
I greet the hostess at the stand as I look around for Harry but, I didnāt seem to see him anywhere.
She led me to a table for two tucked away in a corner of the restaurant that was some distance away from other guests that were there. I sat quietly as I observed the restaurant more in hopes that Harry would pop up but, as I looked at my phone 5 minutes went by.
I started to think about all of the possibilities of what couldāve happened. Did he stand me up? Is he just a few minutes late? Was this a set up? Slowly, the questions started to diminish as I calmed myself down and chose the optimistic approach. Maybe heās just late I thought to myself.
I looked over my menu the hostess gave me and right as I focused on the details of an asparagus salad, I felt a warm presence approaching the table. I looked up from browsing and there he was.
He was wearing a flannel with the buttons undone and a beanie to cover his messy curls. He smiled at me as he came to the table to sit across from me.
āSorry, had to run to the restroom.ā He said quietly.
As I admired him, and hyperfocused on his tattoos that were on his arms and peaking out his shirt on his chest, he then reached for his phone and silenced it.
I was struck by how polite he was, most guys Iāve dated either were glued to their phones or texted throughout the date. Harry on the other hand slid his phone into his back pocket and stared right at me as if he was waiting for something.
say something jasmine, I thought to myself.
āNo, itās okay I wasnāt waiting long, I just got here right at 12, I hope I didnāt keep you waiting too long for me.ā I said, shyly.
he then quickly answered, āIt doesnāt matter, Iād wait for you regardless.ā Before he could reply I chimed in.
āHowās that ankle doing? I see you arenāt hobbling around like you were a few days ago.ā I said, slightly chuckling.
He then shot me a look from looking at his menu and said, āmy ankle is pristine, thanks to you.ā
We were quickly interrupted by our server who asked us if we were ready to order in which we were. Seems like Harry already knew what he was getting since he didnāt look at the menu long. While I picked a salad and fries to share for the table, he ordered a grilled filet fish with vegetables.
āSo, is there a reason you picked a table in the corner of the restaurant?ā I asked, pointing out how now one was sat in our section except us.
He then looked around at what I was jestering at and then quietly muttered, āI asked them not to do that.ā
This stood out to me compared to the normal conversation we were having throughout lunch. āWhat did you say?ā I said with my eyebrows slightly raised.
āOh I meant, I picked it to give us some privacy, it is our first date you know. Wouldnāt want anyone to suffer from second hand awkwardness.ā He joked while sitting up
He was dodging my question, I thought to myself. That was weird.
He then went on, āI know if I was a bystander Iād feel weird being sat next to a first date.ā
I then joked along with him, āWho said this was a date?ā as I sipped my white wine he ordered for us.
He then came closer into the center of the table making direct eye contact.
With the biggest smirk on his face he spoke
āI did.ā
Instead of backing away from him I stayed in my spot and looked him in his eyes for a short amount of time before our food came and interrupted us yet again.
As we ate, I decided to ask him some questions to see if heād crack and open up to me.
āAre you originally from here Harry?ā I spoke quietly.
He looked up slightly at me as he stuck his fork in his mouth. He paused before answering, āActually Iām from a a smaller town around London, I used to work in the bakery where Iām from.ā he said as he covered his mouth chewing
āBakery boy Harry?ā I said with a grin, āwho wouldāve known youād be a bakery boy.ā I laughed
He then put his fork down and turned his full attention to the conversation.
āBelieve it or not, I was the best cashier in our town, I had women swooning over me.ā he said, confidently.
I wiped my fingers with the tablecloth and then said, āyeah Iām sure you had all the old ladies swooning over you.ā
āHey!ā he warned warmly.
Right as we were picking up our conversation and finishing our food, I noticed out of the corner of my eye, someone staring from across the restaurant.
It looked to me like a group of girls who were giggly and smiley as they gawked at Harry.
At first I thought nothing of it, but as time went on, I noticed one of them getting up and walking straight towards us.
I got quiet as she walked to our table.
āHarry?ā she said politely.
He looked up at her with a slight look of uncomfortableness.
āUhm Hi.ā He replied looking away from her eye contact.
āIām sorry to interrupt your lunch but is there any way I could get a picture with you.ā
My eyebrows immediately raised and my eyes widened.
āA picture?ā I questioned while looking at Harry
He then looked from me to her and spoke quietly, āIf you donāt mind, I donāt think now is a good time Iām sorry.ā
She nodded her head and apologized while walking back to her table.
I looked him dead in his face while he tried to avoid eye contact with me.
āHarry..ā I said.
āWhat was that about are you some celebrity or something.ā I said as I joked around. Though he didnāt laugh along with me. It was silent.
Our server walked up to our table and took our plates, then he spoke āCheck please?ā
I looked at him in confusion as he spoke again
āIāll explain but not here.ā
let me tell youuuu writing this out was a struggle but I was waiting for the results for the poll. Jasmine being a simp per usual and Harry being sus at the end?? like what are you hiding?? and the fact that he didnāt laugh.. the silence was so loud. Also, do you guys like that Iām portraying him in a different light other then sweet, unproblematic Harry?? because if we are honest I kind of want him to be problematic.. idk yet? Since I want drama but maybe not? The indecisiveness is killing me. I hope you like it. š«¶š¾
This is the main reason I havenāt updated?! Iām conflicted so help me?!
should I have Harry be famous in Tell Me You Love Me or no
Yes famousrry
No let him be the bakery boy
Voting ended onAug 27, 2023
If heās famous Iām making him famous before Love On Tour and if heās Bakery Boy, we will do ex-one direction, making solo music but not pursuing it seriously š«
hiā¦ just wanted to know if you guys are liking ātell me you love meā so far?? I wanna know what you guys are thinking of the book considering itās my first real one on tumblr. š„ŗšš
āI donāt regret telling you how much I loved you.ā
Word Count: 1,861
Chapter Three
Jasmine
July, 17th 2018
9:00 AM
It's been two weeks since I went to the bookstore with Lily and came across that man Harry. For some reason I can't stop thinking about him, I know it may seem too fast to fall for someone and I know I need to protect myself but he's irresistible. His eyes, smile, laugh, and even that funny coat he had on have remained in my head. I tried to act like he was just another random guy but something about him has stuck with me.
I hate to be writing this in my journal but it's the only way I can admit I think about him without admitting it out loud to Lily. We both know if I did that she would be boastful that she was right and I was wrong. The hopeless romantic in me is wanting to see him again but the realistic part of me feels like that might be asking for too much. I guess we will see.
I set my notebook on my desk in my room and prepared for my workday. As I sipped on the last serving of my daily morning green tea, I look out my window and watched as some people walked by with their dogs. I also couldn't help but admire the sky as well.
I have felt more in tune with nature nowadays; there is something special about the earth. I am always grateful to have a flat with a beautiful view of the sky and buildings below it. I closed my blinds and tied up my hair to hop into the shower. Walking into the bathroom, I started the shower and stripped my pajamas. I closed my eyes as the warm water hit my body and wondered what kind of workday I would have today.
Walking out of my room fully dressed, I finished tying my scrubs and put my hair into a tight ponytail. Finally, I gave myself one last look in the mirror before I grabbed my keys and head out to the clinic.
Once I arrived, I greeted the front desk receptionist Shelby with a smile before I headed to the back to put my things away. The clinic I worked at is a private office for adults and families so I see all kinds of patients throughout the day. Luckily, I have only worked with adults and not children since I fear they would remind me of my own siblings.
I proceeded to sit down at the computer in the back office alongside Lily who had gotten to the office earlier than me. "So how has today been so far?" I asked her. She turns in her chair and says, "Honestly nothing but a bunch of people coming in with boo boo's that they could've fixed at home with band-aids and some ointment." I chuckled quietly and quickly got quiet as our co-worker walked by.
Once we saw her pass, Lily spoke up, "I really don't like that girl's vibe, she's always glaring at us like we spit in her cereal." I responded, "She isn't the nicest, she has never been nice to me."
Ever since I started working here there has been this girl named Emma who for some reason never seems to have a smile on her face, especially when me and Lily are on the same shift. Though I don't let her get to me because she isn't a threat to me. Lily on the other hand doesn't like her at all and will express it however many times she needs to get it across.
I logged into my computer and opened up today's notes for work. Shelby comes back to our desk with a chart. "Hey, I have a chart ready for you." I grabbed the chart and thanked her. I set it aside and proceeded to walk to the sink area to wash my hands. For some reason, clinics in London don't have sinks in some of the rooms so it can be tedious having to wash up before going in and wash up without touching anything coming out.
As I walked back to grab the chart, I looked outside the door for the green tab that was sticking out on the outside frame of the door letting me know that the patient was ready to be seen. Luckily, our doctor in the office trusted us to do visits without him as long as it isn't a severe case so this should be quick.
Walking into the room, I introduced myself while looking at the chart without looking up. "Hello, my name is Jasmine I will be taking care of you today."
As I looked up, I immediately recognized the face hiding underneath a pair of glasses and a pullover hoodie. He had books in his hands and a few notes. He pulled his glasses onto his hair and smiled.
"Jasmine, like bookstore Jasmine?" he said. I sat down in the opposing chair and got comfortable, "Harry? what are you doing here?" I said. He cheekily put down his belongings in the chair next to him and pointed toward his ankle. "I uh might've hurt my ankle." I watched as he began to pull up his pants leg to show me.
Before I could say anything, he spoke again, "I hope it's not too bad.. are you a doctor here or?" I took a look at his ankle and said, "I am a nursing assistant here but the doctor rarely does cases that are mild."
"I prefer you over the doctor anyway," he said cheekily but that quickly changed as he then winced and tried to reposition his leg. I put on some gloves and cleared my throat as I got ready to inspect his ankle. "So, you wanna tell me what happened?" I said trying not to become nervous. I looked up at him and he had a red face as if he was embarrassed to say.
"I do need to know what happened Harry if you want me to help." I laughed. He then took a sigh and spoke quietly, "I rolled my ankle trying to jump out of a window." I tried my best not to laugh out of professionalism but he picked up how hard I was trying. "I know you are probably thinking, what the hell is wrong with this guy but I have an explanation." I took my gloves off and threw them away before sitting back down giving him my full attention.
"Go ahead," I said with a smile. "Okay so, I was drunk and my friends dared me to do a starting run and jump out the window last night and no, it wasn't a far fall it was one story but as I was running, I stepped on a sheet of paper and slipped." He then turned to his belongings and held up a singular piece of paper, "You can blame this." He said laughing. I couldn't help but laugh at him, "Harry next time let's not try to jump out of windows because our friends tell us to." I said. "Luckily it is rolled and not broken, so I am going to wrap up your ankle and give you some ice."
He then said, "I felt like it was just sprained but I wanted to be sure." I walked to the mini fridge we had in the room and took out a prepackaged ice pack as well as some wrap from the cabinet above it.
"Well, I am glad you care about your health enough to come in and double-check," I said, wrapping up his foot with aid wrap. He then said, "And I am glad you aren't judging my toes." He laughed. I threw him a look, "I definitely was looking at your toes and I'm surprised they are well taken care of." He then let out the biggest laugh yet.
As he slid on his sock and boot, I proceeded to give him instructions, "okay Harry, make sure to ice your ankle 10 minutes on, 20 minutes off, and alternate. Keep your ankle wrapped for the next couple of days, and absolutely no more breaking out in drunk sprints to do crazy flips." He looked up at me like a child being shunned, "Yes, ma'am," he said. He started to slowly get up as I reached for the door and opened it for him he turned to me and said, "Hey, I don't know if this is weird or not but would you like to maybe go and get some lunch one day?."
I looked up at him in utter shock, "I work all week until 5 but maybe this weekend?" I said and I was even more shocked at my sudden confidence.
I pulled out my phone quickly and said, "What's your number?"
I saw his cheeks become a little pink again but this time it looked like he was blushing.
He politely reached for my phone, "I'll type it in for you." He said with a huge smile.
I then watched as he quickly typed in his number and let me put it away so I wouldn't get scolded by my co-workers.
Nothing else was said while we walked past my co-workers until we got closer to the front of the office.
"Next time I need help I'll make sure to come back to you." He spoke as we walked together towards the back office door leading to the waiting room.
I felt my heart jump in my chest when he said that but I kept my cool.
"I'll be here," I replied.
He smiled gently at me and hobbled his way out, thanking Shelby on the way, and left.
I didn't even realize it until I headed back to the room to sanitize and get it ready for the next patient that I had been holding in a huge breath. I let out a huge sigh as well as a huge smile I was waiting to release.
Something about Harry made me feel alive. Especially after our interaction today, he made me feel excited, and intrigued. He brightened my day and he didnāt even know it.
I couldnāt help but think about what was to come next and if Iād learn more about him then what heās leading on.
BABES WTF WAS HARRY DOING AT HIS BIG AGE TRYING TO DO BACKFLIPS OUT OF A WINDOW and why tf was Jasmine so calm and cool in front of him but losing her shit once he left... she is a simp. AND this Harry is so slickkk and smooth it's almost like he's done this before????? ALSO, Jas lowkey manifesting him in the morning and him showing up?? ANYWAY, I hope you guys enjoyed this one, I literally was in the shower thinking of that one time Harry hurt himself and jumped out of a window on shrooms... if you know you know. So I thought why not make a hefty chapter mentioning that. I am having so much fun with this story and I hope you are having fun reading it.
āI donāt regret telling you how much I loved you.ā
Word Count: 1,508
Chapter Two
Jasmine
July, 4th 2018Ā
11:00 am
The following morning, I woke up feeling incredibly rested. I had been working away ever since I finally settled into the city of Peckham. It felt nice to have time on the weekends to spend with myself, along with being able to do my house chores of cleaning and doing loads of laundry. I stretched and proceeded to get out of my bed, where I opened the curtains only to find a gloomy, rainy day. I wasn't upset though because then that meant I could dress up nice and cosy for this weather.Ā
Walking out of my room and into the adjoining bathroom, I began to let my hair out of the rat's nest it had become and let it loose. Looking in the mirror, I rubbed my eyes and reached for my toothbrush and toothpaste. Almost immediately after grabbing my toothbrush, my phone began to ring. I already knew who it was based on the time it was on the clock in the hallway as I skipped to answer it.Ā
"Hey," I said. Lily on the other end sounded way too excited to be up, "Hi, so look I am headed in your direction, be ready in 20ish minutes, I have croissants, and donuts with me," she said. I couldn't help but laugh at her urgency to get up and go in the morning but in a way, it gave me energy to start my day whenever she called. "I just have to shower and brush my teeth, and then I will be ready," I said.Ā "Awesome, I'll text you when I am outside," she said. As we said our goodbyes, I headed back into the bathroom and finished up my morning routine.Ā
Shortly after I had finished off my outfit with a tote, and some doc marten boots, I headed downstairs to the street where Lily was waiting in her car holding up a greasy bag of pastries. Jumping into her car, I gave her a hug and put my seatbelt on. "You know, you always find a way to make my day bright," I said to her. She smiled widely and said, "That is what I am here for babe." She put the car into drive and headed down to the bookstore she has been rambling about for days.Ā
I noticed we got there fairly quickly and realized after seeing the store that I had seen this bookstore before driving around the city and I had always wanted to go into it. "Bookmongers??" I exclaimed as we both headed up to the doorway. "So, I knew you had wanted to go to this store just by the way that every time we drove past it, your eyes were glued," she said as we entered.Ā
Immediately, I couldn't help but be intrigued by the environment and the collection of books the store had to offer. Everything from children's books, to dictionaries this store had every capsule you could think of. We had agreed to meet back in the center of the store once we found a read that we wanted to buy. With that being said, she headed to the romance department while I headed to the fiction section of the store.Ā
As I observed the room, I noticed that there weren't too many people around aside from the workers and the environment was very quiet aside from some small elevator music they lightly played in the background. I picked up a book, called Norweigan Wood, from what I could tell it was a story about loss. I was head first into the first chapter before I was interrupted by footsteps walking on the side of me. I didn't think anything of it so I continued to read the first paragraph of the story. "Excuse me" a man's voice spoke. I looked up slightly and next to me stood a man who was wearing a black coat with a tan fur collar and a white t-shirt underneath. "Oh, I am sorry, let me get out of your way," I said, as I backed up from the shelf and more into the aisleway.Ā
"No, it's okay, I was actually just going to get this," I watched as he reached for the same book I had in my hand. I loosened up and decided to start a conversation with him. "Have you read this book before? You came up to the section like you were on a mission." I said. He chuckled quietly and smiled at me. "You know what, it has been on my reading list for a while now, just never had time to come and get it," he said, and he held the book to his side to give me his full attention.Ā
I started to swoon as I admired his features and his outfit on this gloomy day before I got to speak back he said, "By the way, I like your tote bag, it's cute."Ā As he pointed to the cats on my tan tote bag. I decided to compliment him back, "I like your coat with the fur, seems expensive for a guy in a mom-and-pop bookstore." I said. "Heeeyy," he exclaimed. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to look good to pick up a book from the bookstore, look at yourself." he not only was funny but he made me blush.
Ā "You seem like a local by the way you knew what section to come to," I said. "Oh, I am actually from the UK, not sure if you could tell from my accent," he said, sarcastically. I smiled up at him as he pulled out his buzzing phone. "Excuse me," he said as he walked further down the aisle to take the call quietly. I figured that must've been the end of our conversation as I walked down the opposite side of the aisle toward the exit.Ā
To my surprise, he walked up to me again but this time in a hurry. "Hey, I just wanted to say I enjoyed talking to you, my name is Harry it was nice meeting you," he said. "Jasmine, nice talking to you too Harry," I said back. He smiled at me and passed me up to get to the register to check out. I looked around and found Lily looking at me with a huge smile on her face. Before I walked up to her, I heard Harry speak again. "See you around Jasmine," he said sweetly as he waved at me and then walked out of the bookstore.Ā
"Who was that cutie?" she said with her hands full of books. I looked down at the one book in my right hand and said back, "Some guy I met in the aisle I got this bad boy in." I waved the book in the air.Ā My cheeks were still hot from the interaction I had with Harry and I knew everyone in the room could see just how rosey they were. Lily sat her books on the counter to be scanned and then proceeded to say, "Looks like it was more than some guy, he called you by your government name." I giggled and I reassured her that it was just a guy I had met in the same aisle as me.Ā A very charming guy at that.
Ā As I finished up my transaction, I thanked the cashier and walked out the door alongside Lily to her car. She then put her bag in the backseat and turned to me and said, "He was hot, the brown hair, green eyes, and he reads." I looked back at her and said, "I thought we were going shopping for books, not men." She then let out a hearty laugh and said, "We were shopping for books collectively, I was also looking out for a cute guy for you in the process but you beat me to it." "Admit it, he was cute," she said going on a tangent. I rolled my eyes playfully while leaning back in my seat, "Yeah he was, now drive." I said back. She giggled and then turned up the music starting our adventure back to my house for our coffee and movie marathon routine after a morning outing.Ā
I couldn't help but think about Harry on the way home, he was very handsome and he was also very charming but what are the odds that I would run into him again in this big city?
Author's Note
So what did you guys think? How did we feel about Harry coming in and continuing the conversation with an absolute STRANGER?! like hello, stranger danger? Also, how did you feel about Jasmine swooning over him in this chapter ALREADY? JASMINE BABE, STAND UPPPP. Let me know. I love reading feedback and comments. Where do you think Jasmine will see Harry again? A concert, a grocery store, a park?? who knows.
BTW here is a reference to Harry and his little outfit minus the child in the stroller. :)
Hi, this is my first story on here, sort of, kind of nervous š¬
Tell Me You Love Me
Jasmine Brooks grew up in a home where love wasn't shown, she struggled throughout her life to love herself, but she never struggled with showing love and affection to those around her. Stumbling around trying to grasp the idea of adulting, she runs into a man at a local bookstore in her new found home of London where she falls way too quickly, way too fast yet again. Along the way she finds out things about the man she would go on to love unconditionally, that would change her perception of true love for the better.
āI donāt regret telling you how much I loved you.ā
Word Count: 1,223
TRIGGER WARNING
(The word usage of drugs and borderline verbal abuse, manipulation and emotional neglection will be used)
Jasmine
July 3rd, 2018
Growing up, I never really liked being stuck in a household where the concept of generalized love and affection was swept under the rug. Seeing my parents interact caused us to behave, think and believe the way we did about love.
My stepdad wasn't exactly the nicest person to be around, the yelling and uncontrollable outbursts of anger that came from him made our household frozen with emotions. Anytime we tried to speak out against him, we were seen as disrespectful or in his eyes not worth his time. In other words, My brothers and I were worthless to him if we didn't cave into his dictatorship.
My mom on the other hand stayed quiet anytime there was conflict or tension, she of course would cave into his manipulation and would allow us to be belittled. I felt as though she too was afraid to speak out against him for fear of what outburst might occur. Now, I won't say there aren't times when we have fun and all get along. Of course, there were times when graduations, birthdays, and celebrations came around where the affection was made.
It seemed like the times of despair were greater than the times of happiness in our house when it came to emotional, and physical love and affection.
Sometimes, as children, all we ever wanted was for our parents to sit with us and comfort us when things went haywire, and support us when we were making decisions for ourselves. Not only that but we longed for a real lifetime movie family relationship but because our parents are so strict and headstrong the lovey-dovey stuff was the least of their concerns.
Thankfully, I taught myself the importance of love and educating myself on ways to self-love and love others. At least I think I understand the importance of love.
See at the age of 22 I still struggle with the concept. I have only ever had two relationships, one that I fell in too quickly and had the worst breakup of my life and the other was the healthiest relationship I had been in despite the drugs and borderline toxicity that he had going on in his own life. I unfortunately am a hopeless romantic and fall in love so fast I never see it coming until the flags start to raise.
Of course, I think we all want to find that someone but I have learned that it will take time and patience. Until then, I have decided to pack up my belongings from my family household and move away to another country where I now am a part-time nursing assistant in London.
I originally got the job by signing up online but for some reason since I'm a "foreigner" the process to get in was 10 times harder. Though I am grateful for the job, it has provided me with my now safe place which I call home.
I will say this has been the most alleviating move for me. Yes, I miss my brothers and my mom but I think this move was necessary to start a new life somewhere I had never been before, and somewhere to get away from the toxicity of my family that I want to leave behind.
London has been a breeze, the culture shock has hit me like a bus but I feel like it was worth it. Being here has made me feel so free and so careless about little things that used to bother me. Everyone and everything here has made my experience living here worth every penny, I am almost starting to feel like this is a forever home for m-
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ
I snapped my neck up towards the buzzer near the door to my flat as it sounded off in the kitchen. Rubbing my neck in the area I abruptly snapped it in, I start to put my journal and pen down as I walk towards the buzzer confirm button after getting a notification on my phone that my food for dinner had arrived downstairs.
I've been ordering takeout because truly it's all I care for since I work long hours during the week. It was my Friday and I deserved a break from chicken and broccoli meal preps it was beginning to be too healthy for me.
As the food delivery was brought to my door I thanked the man and tipped him before closing my door and walking straight back to my seat on the couch to enjoy this takeout burger and fries that was dripping in grease. Watching some British sitcom, right as I bit into my burger I get a notification.
Text from: Lily
soooo are you down to go to this little cute cat-themed bookstore tomorrow? I really want to find a new romance book to lust over since the last book I read was literally a sob fest and not fun to read at all.. u don't have a choice I am picking you up tomorrow morning and we are going. Maybe we can find you a cute bookstore guy who wears totes and bucket hats like you. ;)
I chew up my food and wipe my hands with a clean napkin before replying, Lily is one of my best friends that I actually met through my job here in London. Without her, I would be lost and wouldn't even have the job I have today if I hadn't met her at the bus stop when I first got here.
Me: hell yeah I am down, I need some new books anyway, the last sci-fi romance book I got was pretty bad considering the characters were literally made from a lab???. I will have you know, I am refraining from cute, intelligent bookstore guys because we all know how I like a guy who can not only dress but reads.*
I get a response almost immediately after putting my phone down
Text from: Lily
I know how much you like those guys that's why tomorrow's mission isn't just to find books silly. I'll see you tomorrow pumpkin
I laugh lightly as I heart her message before I finish up my dinner and head into the bathroom for a warm bath before winding down for the night. After I get dressed in my pajamas and make sure my doors and windows are locked, I climb into my cold bed, finally resting my head on my extra firm pillow excited to start my weekend at an unknown cat bookstore that my friend is dying to take me to.
WHEW.. a journal entry?! I have never done that before but it was exciting to do. next update Jasmine and Lily are going to the bookstore... I wonder what they are going to find. Better yet who they are going to find?
STAY TUNED
I know she is short but its 9pm and I am sleepy LOL
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