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." 

    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. 

    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. 

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." 

    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. 

"I would love too! I am off tomorrow so that works for me." I say shyly. He then says “ 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. 

    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.

  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. 

An Hour and a Half Later 

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. 

From Harry: Would you be up to going to grab some pizza on the way to the studio? 

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.  

15 minutes goes by and my phone starts ringing 

"Hey you, come outside and please bring a jacket it’s cold out.”

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.

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 didn’t 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 wasn’t 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 Harry’s name flash across the screen.

Harry (iMessage)

“Hey, I was still sleeping when you texted.”

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.

“Hi, sorry. I tend to get up early because of work! it’s a habit of mine.” I texted back eagerly

To my own surprise he texted back right away

Harry(iMessage)

“It’s okay! hey I was thinking how about we meet up at Rachel’s for lunch at 12:00?? I just got up but I’m starving, my belly is screaming at me.”

I wish I could say I was surprised by how straightforward he is being but I’m not all that surprised since he flat out asked me out at my job.

“Yes definitely I’m hungry too all I had was some tea this morning :( I will see you there?”

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)

“trust me I’ll definitely be there. :)”

12:00pm

Right at 12, I’m briskly walking up to Rachel’s where it seems to be very quiet for a lunch hour. There isn’t too many people parked outside the restaurant which is surprising because Rachel’s 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 didn’t 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 could’ve 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 he’s 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.

“Sorry, had to run to the restroom.” 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 I’ve 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.

“No, it’s okay I wasn’t waiting long, I just got here right at 12, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long for me.” I said, shyly.

he then quickly answered, “It doesn’t matter, I’d wait for you regardless.” Before he could reply I chimed in.

“How’s that ankle doing? I see you aren’t hobbling around like you were a few days ago.” I said, slightly chuckling.

He then shot me a look from looking at his menu and said, “my ankle is pristine, thanks to you.”

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 didn’t 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.

“So, is there a reason you picked a table in the corner of the restaurant?” 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, “I asked them not to do that.”

This stood out to me compared to the normal conversation we were having throughout lunch. “What did you say?” I said with my eyebrows slightly raised.

“Oh I meant, I picked it to give us some privacy, it is our first date you know. Wouldn’t want anyone to suffer from second hand awkwardness.” He joked while sitting up

He was dodging my question, I thought to myself. That was weird.

He then went on, “I know if I was a bystander I’d feel weird being sat next to a first date.”

I then joked along with him, “Who said this was a date?” 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

“I did.”

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 he’d crack and open up to me.

“Are you originally from here Harry?” I spoke quietly.

He looked up slightly at me as he stuck his fork in his mouth. He paused before answering, “Actually I’m from a a smaller town around London, I used to work in the bakery where I’m from.” he said as he covered his mouth chewing

“Bakery boy Harry?” I said with a grin, “who would’ve known you’d be a bakery boy.” I laughed

He then put his fork down and turned his full attention to the conversation.

“Believe it or not, I was the best cashier in our town, I had women swooning over me.” he said, confidently.

I wiped my fingers with the tablecloth and then said, “yeah I’m sure you had all the old ladies swooning over you.”

“Hey!” 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.

“Harry?” she said politely.

He looked up at her with a slight look of uncomfortableness.

“Uhm Hi.” He replied looking away from her eye contact.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your lunch but is there any way I could get a picture with you.”

My eyebrows immediately raised and my eyes widened.

“A picture?” I questioned while looking at Harry

He then looked from me to her and spoke quietly, “If you don’t mind, I don’t think now is a good time I’m sorry.”

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.

“Harry..” I said.

“What was that about are you some celebrity or something.” I said as I joked around. Though he didn’t laugh along with me. It was silent.

Our server walked up to our table and took our plates, then he spoke “Check please?”

I looked at him in confusion as he spoke again

“I’ll explain but not here.”

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 didn’t laugh.. the silence was so loud. Also, do you guys like that I’m 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. 🫶🏾

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 didn’t even know it.

I couldn’t help but think about what was to come next and if I’d learn more about him then what he’s 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.

"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.  "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. 

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. 

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. 

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. 

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. 

"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. 

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."  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.

 "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. 

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. 

"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.  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.  A very charming guy at that.

 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. 

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. :)

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

Love u