Marnie's POV:
so, uh, basically the past hour consisted of some random guy I met in a club who I hoped I'd never see again coming to my work and asking for my number. which I gave him.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see him again because somewhere, in the back of my mind, I really did. I mean, he was cute, funny, tall and blonde. what more could you want? I guess it was a tad weird that I was the first thing he thought if when he just woke up and was a bit hung over. I also didn't think he would stalk my Facebook either.
I didn't want to like him though. I didn't want somebody else. I just needed myself and needed to be independent. without a boy. but, Marnie, what if he really cares about you? why would he think of you straight away, call you beautiful if you didn't mean something to him? I had to stop thinking like that. he obviously only cares because he doesn't know me. he wouldn't care if he did. he would run. it was a mistake to give him my number, he would only get hurt and he didn't need that. why was I so stupid? I should never have let him do anything for me. what is wrong with me? ugh.
my shift ended a couple of hours later and all I could think of the whole time was him. I had to let him go somehow. i didn't want to bring him into my life. I wanted to start a fresh before getting into any relationships. but, unfortunately, just a few minutes after I'd left work, I had a text from him. why?
Luke: hey :) it's Luke. how was work?
I decided to ignore it until I got home. about five minutes after that, I got another one.
Luke: sorry! didn't realise you we're still there. I can pick you up if you want? :)
oh, come on, Luke. seriously? how could I blank that? I didn't know what to do. I just had to lie to him.
Marnie: hey, Luke. I'm sorry I lead you on. I have a boyfriend.
ok, Marnie. what. the. fuck. I felt awful. why would I lie like that? oh yeah. because I always fuck things up and I never know when to keep my fat gob shut. I'm such an awful person. by trying not to hurt someone, I've hurt them even more. I'm such a cock up.
he'd read it.
no reply.
Luke's POV:
what the fuck?! why would she lie like that? why would she lead me on? what was going through her mind when she let me buy her that drink. lying bitch. what was she thinking? I'm so done with her.
Luke: ok then, you look like a cheating slag anyway.
she deserved it to be honest. you can't expect guys to respect you if you go to a club with a ton of makeup on and then dance away like a slut in booty shorts. what a little slag. I just can't believe her. where even was her boyfriend then, eh? I bet I could be such a better boyfriend to her than he could.
but, wait, Luke. you don't even know her. why do you care? oh yes. because you like her. nice one, mate.
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A/N: I'm deciding to write these on my iPod now bc yea. I guess you guys are probably gonna hate Marnie now but you'll like her soon maybe ;) hope you have a lovely Easter break!!
oh yeah, and THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 140 READS BITCH!! YAHHH :D
~Mimi xo
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