Amethyst || Harry Styles

Thirty-five

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Thirty-five 

"Harry, relax. Breathe for me please." Jasmine says as I am almost in tears. 

"But- we still need to pick up the food and cake, we are only half done the decorations, we will need to set up the speakers and there's only three hours until the party-"

"Harry!" Jasmine says, making me look at her. "Stop, give me that." I give her the decorations that were in my hands, which Jaz puts down on the table behind her. "Harry," She says again, calmer this time. I look at her, my eyes wide as my chest is rising and falling at a fast rate. "Take a deep breath in." She says, holding my hands.

I do as she says, slowly filling my lungs with air as I look into Jasmine's eyes. She gives me a nod as she takes a deep breath in also, squeezing my hands in reassurance. After a few seconds, she starts exhaling, her breath fanning over my face. I breathe out also, watching the way her pink lips form an 'o' shape. We take two more deep breaths together, and when we finish she gives me a smile. 

"Feeling better?" She calmly asks. I give her a smile, breathing out a yes to answer her questions. "Good." She smiles. "We will get this place done, alright? Why don't you continue the decorations and I will go pick up all the food, okay?" 

"Are you sure?" I ask her. 

"Of course." She smiles. I let out a breath of relief, opening my arms to engulf her in a tight hug. 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I say, pulling apart to grab her face in my hands, planting a kiss onto her lips. 

"Your welcome." She laughs, giving me a goofy smile. "I'll be back soon." She says, pulling on her leather jacket and grabbing her purse. 

"Okay, call me."

"Will do." She walks towards me and wraps her arms around my neck, bringing her face towards mine. Our lips meet in a sweet, peck of the lips that makes my stomach do flips. I can smell the sweet smell of her perfume as she pulls back, a sweet smile resting on her lips. 

"Bye." I breathe out. 

"See ya." She waves and struts off out of the rented room. 

When she's out of view, I run my hand through my hair with frustration, letting out a grunt as I think back to what I almost told her yesterday. I can't believe I almost said the L-word. What the fuck is wrong with me?! I don't love her, it's too soon for that, way too soon. Like we just officially became girlfriend and boyfriend for fuck sake's! I don't know what was up with me yesterday, maybe because I am just having an overwhelming amount of feelings from finally having a girlfriend after five- six years. I don't know what it was, but I almost fucked up badly. 

"Stupid." I tell myself I start going up the ladder to hang some decoration paper. 

After an hour of hard work, the place is starting to come together nicely. The speakers are up, music playing to keep me going, the balloons are up, the decoration paper is hanging nicely, the games are set up in the front of the room. All that is left is setting up the tables and putting the food on the food table.