Seven: its complicated

                                    

                                          
(Harry) 
                          
Jenna and I sat down at our kitchen table; she had her paper in front of her and her eyes looking down. She was upset, and I didn't blame here. 
                          
"Jenna, this is really complicated," I started. 
                          
"Did you meet her at the x-factor? I mean, I know she's Taylor Swift but did you forget about me while you were there?" She asked in disbelief. Her eyes were rimmed red and I grabbed her hand. 
                          
"Jenna, I didn't meet her there. Today, at the Zoo, I had no clue that she was going to show up. I had no clue that I was going to be forced to fake date her," 
                          
She patted her lips slightly. "They are making you date her? Why? am I not good enough?" 
                          
"No, baby, it's just they haven't met you. And until they do, and they like you, I can't be know as your future husband," I said and grabbed her other hand. 
                          
She looked at them for a long time, just staring, taking in all this new information. "I don't want you to kiss her," 
                          
"Never," I said. 
                          
"And you can't touch her," she said again. 
                          
"You're the only woman I would even want to put my hands on," I smiled and kissed one of her delicate hands. 
                          
There was another moment of silence and she gave a small smile. "I have some good news," 
                          
"What's that, baby?" I asked. 
                          
"I got the job," she smirked and I leaned in, pressing my lips to hers. 
                          
"I know, princess," I chuckled. 
                          
She flashed me her giant smile and I shook my head. "Want to finish some unpacking?" 
                          
"Okay," Jenna took my other hand and we raced up the stairs. 
                          
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"Ooh! Harry look at this!" Jenna called to me. She was in a gold ball gown and rose gold heals. Her hair was slightly tangled and she had a foe fur scarf thing around her. She was posing and I laughed. 
                          
"I thought we were hanging things up," I said. 
                          
"You are. I'm trying them on," she smirked and did another pose. 
                          
I shook my head and hung up another one of her many dresses and the doorbell ran. 
                          
"Hazza, go got that!" She yelled and pushed me away. 
                          
I laughed as she aost tripped in her heals and I ran to the door. 
                          
When I opened it, I saw a face I never thought I would see again. 
                          
"Beth," I said. "What are you doing here?" 
                          
"Harry! Hi!" She smiled. Beth was one of Jenna's friends from high school. She had a giant crush on me but we were always just close friends. Jenna roomed with her our senior year when we went to Disney. 
                          
Jenna came running down the stairs in converse and a black dress. She stopped at the door and smiled big. 
                          
"Beth!" She said. 
                          
"Jenna!" Beth said and ran into the house and hugged Jen. 
                          
"Excuse me, can somebody tell me what's going on here?" I asked. 
                          
Jenna giggled and looked at Beth then at me. "I'm hiring Beth as our cleaning lady," 
                          
"A cleaning lady?" I asked. "Jenna, why?" 
                          
"Because," she walked towards me and took my hands. "I will be at work and school, you'll be with One Direction, the house will be a reck," 
                          
"And I'm working for free. I have a job over at Starbucks," Beth said from behind Jenna. 
                          
I mumbled. "You should have worked there," 
                          
Jenna gave me a stern look. "Harry, we need this okay? She's only coming Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. And we can call her on the weekend if we need her," 
                          
I looked her in the eyes and i saw that she really did want this. "Okay, it's not that bad I guess," 
                          
She smiled and pressed her heavenly lips to mine. I kissed her back and kept her in my arms and looked at Beth who was looking awkwardly at the floor. 
                          
"Beth, Harry and I have to go grocery shopping," Jenna said. "Would you mind putting the books in the bookshelf and finish handing up the clothes in the closet up stairs? 
                          
"Not at all!" She piped up and ran to the other room. 
                          
Jenna laughed and shook her head. "She's so full of energy. I know why I liked her," 
                          
"Why do we have to go to the store?" I asked and furrowed my eyes, pressing my lips into a line. 
                          
"Harold, we need food," she told me. 
                          
"Harold? Since when. Do you call me Harold?" I smirked. 
                          
"I'll call you whatever I want, Mr. Styles," she leaned up to kiss me. 
                          
I stopped for a minute before we kissed and smiled. "And I'll call you anything I want, Mrs. Styles," 
                          
She blushed at that and I knew I won her over. 
                          
I celebrated my small victory with a kiss from my favorite girl.