Jessica: whispering, softly Haaarry, didn't think you had the guts to show up.
What brings you here? Harry asked looking down at her.
Jessica smirked, tilting her head as she looked up at him Just enjoying the party, like everyone else here. She paused for a moment before adding, But seeing you again, well, that was an unexpected bonus.
Harry walks away without saying anything to Jessica.
Jessica, taken aback by Harry's silence, stands there for a moment, a mix of anger and confusion on her face. She clenches her fists, trying to maintain her composure. Hey, don't just walk away from me like that! We need to talk.
I look over to see who's talking to me
smirking, standing confidently Well, well, well, if it isn't my ex-lover himself. What are you doing here, Harry? Shouldn't you be at home playing with your toys?
I turned around to look at Jessica what are you talking about Jessica?
Jessica smirked, approaching you slowly Oh, don't play coy with me, Harry. We both know what I'm talking about. You know exactly why I'm here tonight. She leaned in closer, her voice low and sultry. You can't deny it. You miss me, don't you?
I just wanted to see what you're up too. Fidgets with my tie.
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms You came all the way here just to check up on me? Don't make me laugh. looks you up and down, a hint of sarcasm in her voice And why the fancy suit, hm? Trying to impress someone?
oh! sorry I thought you were someone else. I turn around. well, hello beautiful.
rolling my eyes Oh, don't you start with the sweet talk now. I know exactly who you are.
i’m wearing a fancy blue tuxedo, I’m muscular, taller then Harry, I have fluffy white hair, hypnotizing purple eyes, my voice is deep Jessica? long time no see~
Jessica's eyes widen as she takes in your appearance. She can't help but feel a flutter of attraction, but she quickly composes herself and puts on a confident facade. Well, well, well. Look who's grown up. Still looking as handsome as ever, I see.
I'm Harry's best friend, Derek. Hey, Jess. How are you doing?
I turn to look at you, a hint of annoyance in my expression. Oh, Derek. Always the opportunist, aren't you? I take a sip of champagne, eyeing you up and down. I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking. How about yourself?
"you don't have to hide from me." I say walking into the light.
I scoff, rolling my eyes at your appearance.
Oh, look who decided to show up. Still trying to act all cool and unaffected, huh?
he chuckles as he looks around the room, “i could say the same about you.”
Jessica rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. Oh, please. I'm not here to impress anyone. I just thought it would be rude not to show up when an invitation was extended.
I stand beside you silently observing the event, as I keep my composure.
I glance over at you, noticing your silent presence. What are you doing here? Didn't expect you to tag along tonight. I try to maintain a calm facade, but my eyes betray a hint of annoyance.
And why did you? looking down at her.
Jessica raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Oh, I just couldn't resist the opportunity to witness your pathetic attempt at networking. I mean, let's face it, who else would invite a washed-up has-been like you to their fancy gala?