Operation H

Senna's POV

"Well, how did it go?" I ask Jax as he joins us at the side of the stage.

He looks down at the ground sullenly in the direction the twins who are competing to see who can hold their handstand for the longest. "She rejected me..."

Beckett places his hand apologetically on his shoulder, "Oh, I am so sor--"

"--IT WAS AWESOME!" he screams, inducing laughter from the twins who are now trying earnestly to blow each other over.

Beckett is horrified by their reaction, "what?"

Luca, wobbling, lifts his right hand and uses it to pull Rafa's left hand out from under him resulting in him to falling. But not before he takes Luca with him. They crash to ground with a thud sending them both into hysterics. The wheezing sound of their laughter filling the passage.

"That good?" I ask, ignoring Rafa who is insisting he has broken his arm again. Usually, I would care but it's hard to take him seriously when he is laughing so hard.

Jax smiles from ear to ear. "Yes! That good."

"Spill!" I demand.

"She said she has been in love with me for years and I mean how could she not be?" he jokes, mockingly running his hand through his hair.

"JAX! Get on with the story, we don't have long!" I snap playfully. Aware of the fast filling auditorium on the other side of the wall. "Then what happened?"

He rolls his eyes in jest, "then she said that despite this she likes someone else."

"Who?" Beckett asks cautiously. His naivety earns a groan from everyone in the immediate area.

"Keep up, Lad. Jackson! She likes Jackson!" he sings as if the realisation is only just hitting him, himself.

Beckett facepalms himself as he finally catches on. "Oh right. Because you're Jackson too."

Jax shakes his head in disbelief. "Yes, Dad! So that means she likes me for me. Not me for him. Get it?"

Beckett nods. He cheeks glow with embarrassment. "Now, Senna. It's your turn!" Jax instructs.

"All ready done," I say, keen to tell him about the latest developments with Harri.

He smiles, motioning for me to continue, "and?"

The twins have finally stopped laughing. They catch their breath's as they stand. Taking it in turns to brush the dust off each other.

"And Harri said she loves him!" Rafa teases, plucking a dust ball off Luca's back. Beckett recoils in disgust at the action and the dust which Luca proceeds to throw in his direction.

"She what?" Jax asks unsure if he heard correctly.

I look bashfully at the ground, "she told me she loves me."

His eyes grow wild. "what did you say back?"

"Yeah, Senna," Beckett interjects. "What did you say back?"

I give Beckett a jovial unimpressed look. "Umm... well nothing... yet."

Jax grabs me by the shoulders, "what do you mean nothing yet?" I open my mouth to answer but he continues, "Senna, I have not watched you mope around the house all week tweeting all sorts of cringy fudge boy tweets only to have you get cold feet now! I won't allow it!" he stomps his foot, "I simply won't!"

"Calm your farm, Jax. I didn't get cold feet... I just. Well, I wanted to finish what we came here to do."

'Oh okay," he says relaxing somewhat. "I suppose she's going to find out the truth sooner or later."

"Yeah. I just hope she forgives me for leaving her on read," I muse as we gather everything we need to for the final step in 'Operation H.'

'You left her on read? Again? Senna... I thought we spoke about this?" Jax says handing each of us our microphones.

The twins take a purple mike each, Beckett the red, while I take the one with the green band and Jax keeps the one with the blue.

"Relax, J. I've got this!" I say as I twirl the mic between my fingers with a fond familiarity.

I swallow hard. At least I hope I do.....

Harri's POV

I make my way inside the large room grateful for the distraction. I'm still angry and it takes most of my patience not to push everyone out of the way.

Assemblies are bad enough when they're scheduled but this one is chaos. People are scattering everywhere, some panicking. Some guy is screaming about losing his shoe.

There are lots of hushed whispers with everyone speculating the reason for the unplanned event. I don't really care what it is for, I just need to find Jazz. I have to tell her everything and I mean everything.

When Grayson came back to the room telling us that we had some special presentation happening and that we all had to get to the auditorium I asked him where Jazz was and he told me that she'd meet me here. But so far I haven't seen her.

"Looking for Jazz?" Cleo asks.

Amidst the chaos I forget who I am talking too, "yeah, have you seen her?"

She rolls her eyes and flicks hair and reminds me for the hundredth time this morning why we don't get along. "Like I'd tell you, even if I did."

I have every intention of replying by am cut off when I feel an arm being draped over my shoulder. I look up and am surprised to see Jamison as the cause of the extra weight. "Yo, baby Harlow has gone blonde! There is no denying you two are related now, is there?" he says punching Theo in the arm with his free hand.

Laughing, Theo rubs his arm, "yeah guess not."

Erik with a K, walks along just behind them. I acknowledge him simply with, "hey, Rob." He nods but doesn't say anything back. A little part of me feels sad for him but I can't help but laugh when I get a vision of SJ sassily calling him Erik with a K.

Theo searches the crowd. His eyes deflate when he can't find what he is looking for. "Where is Jazz?"

"Dunno she left with Grayson earlier. Haven't seen her since." I answer with mild concern.

"She's a big girl. She'll find her way back to you," Jamison replies reassuringly. His arm still dangling over my shoulder.

Before I answer I look to my left to confirm that Cleo is still walking alongside me, "yeah she will. Thanks for being helpful, unlike some people."

"No problem, Baby Harlow. We've got your back. Just remember that! " Jamison answers. The richness of his voice directly in my ear sends a tingle through my spine.

I look up at him. Holy shiitake! He is even better looking up close. His dark long hair whips me gloriously in the face as he turns. Dropping his arm from my shoulder he high fives some guy walking the other direction.

'Well, see ya round," he chimes as the group make their way to their regular spot in the back. I can't be sure but I am pretty I see him wink at me.

I look back at Cleo who looks like she's just been smacked in the face and I start to think that maybe the boys heard our earlier conversation. My respect for Theo grows, somewhat.

I scan the crowd for Jazz's face one last time before taking a seat in our usual spot on the third row to the right of the stage. Hoping that she will know where to find me.

Some kid walks past, gesturing to his friends who all look at me while muttering something about Senna. If it wasn't for the fact that I finally spot Jazz making her way over I would have done something I regret. And I don't mean telling him that he smells like hot dog water.

So much for my Prince Charming. I told him I love him and the frog left me on read. I mutter, my anger rising. How could he leave me on read? Again?

The girl to my right gives me a side-eyed glance and shuffles closer to her friends on the other side clearly disturbed by my ramblings.

"Where have you been?" I ask Jazz as she sits next to me. Trying hard to hide the hurt from my voice.

"Harri... I...I...." she stutters. Eyes glazed over.

I give her the once over. I mean she looks like Jazz, but she sure as heck doesn't sound like her. "Well, today is officially the weirdest day ever. We have unplanned assemblies and now you're lost for words," I tease trying to bring her back from whatever shock she is in.

"I forgot to take a selfie," she mutters.

"Well, I am sure that's not the case. I saw you take like ten just at the lockers this morning."

"No, H. I forgot to ask him for one."

"Jazz, what are you on about?" I ask now slightly concerned that she might have sustained a head injury.

"Jax."

My face drops. "What?"

"Jax," she sighs.

"Jazz, you're gonna have to help me here. What are you talking about?"

"Harri. I just meet Jax." she murmurs as I stare at her, processing the words that have fallen from her mouth. "Well, say something," she prods a minute later when I've yet to reply.

"I... umm... what?" I ask for a third time. Just to make sure.

"I know. I know. I mean I don't know....I totally thought Grayson was taking me backstage to murder me," she rants. "But he took me took me to meet Jax."

I roll my eyes at her dramatics before I realise what she's saying. Jax is here. Jax. Is. Here.

"Is he alone?" I question, feeling the sudden urge to vomit.

She smiles, a big toothy grin.,"no, he's not. They're all here...."

My eyes widen. That means Senna is here. SJ is here. As angry as I am I can't help but get butterflies at the thought if seeing him provided he still wants to see me. "Did he say anything to you?" I ask cautiously. Unsue if he told her the true identity.

She jumps from her seat in a more Jazz like manner. Finally regaining her composure. Her hands fly in the air, her bangles clinging and clanging. "He asked me out and I said no. It was epic!"

"You what?" I ask, shocked.

She sits back down, readjusting her arm warmers. "What the fudgsicle, Jazz? How did this happen?"

She mumbles and rants about Grayson trying to murder her and recounts their meeting. I can't help but be be proud at how far she's come. Rejecting the pop star she has loved for years for someone she's known for a few weeks and thinks is just a regular person. Talk about a glow up.

I try and speak but all that comes out is some noise that sounds like I'm an alarm with a flat battery.

"Harri?"

I brush a piece of blonde hair behind my ear. "Umm, Jazz. I have something I need to tell."

"Yeah, I'm listening." She says calmer than I ever thought possible.

"Yeah ummm...." I stutter. "Don't be mad."

"How can I be mad, I just met the love of my life?" She smirks, "well, one of..."

The lights in the auditorium dim as everyone falls silent.

I lean over the Jazz and whisper, "it's true."

Confused she looks at me, "what is?"

"All of it," I confirm as Mr Grayson takes the stage.

Her mouth falls open.

Senna's POV

"It's showtime," Beckett mutters, patting me on the back.

Jax peaks out from behind the curtain but snaps it shut as soon as I go to look out. "What the French horn, Jax?"

"Sen, don't angry. But I think I see her."

"Good! That is why we're here," I reply sarcastically.

"She's changed her hair," he says like that answers things. I try and pry the curtain open but he holds firm. "Senna, there is a guy's arm around her."

The twins look up in unison, "what?"

"I don't care, Jax. Its probably just her brother," I mumble uncertainly. "I'm here and Operation H, is all systems go! Are you with me?"

He smiles, "always!"

"On three. One, two.... THREE!"

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Author's note:

Helllloooo awesome people of wattpad!

Can you believe we're here? Like sooo close to the end. You can cry if you wan too 😬... I did!

Thoughts, feelings, emotions? dispositions? I want to hear it all. The good. The bad. The ugly. And the sparkly bits that come from unicorns. Lay it on me.

Predications? What happens from here?

(And I'll be honest part of me wanted to write, *plot twist- an asteroid hit earth. Which burned slowly and they all died.* but I didn't 😂)

Also Ive started a side project, co-authoring a book with a friend. It's called Fully Loaded over -find it at TheDolettes

It's a DolanTwin fan fiction/fiction novel. You don't need to know who they are or be fan to read it. It's a 1920's themed book about gangs, murder and mystery. And I think you might like it!

Peace ✌️ love ❤️ and unicorns 🦄

- Trudz