Falling in love with my guardian angel

Chapter 2

Zacky's POV

I'll tell you what a normal day looks like in Mary's life.

She get up at 5:45 in the morning. Since she is not really of a lazy she get up as fast as possible, grab her clothes and go to the bathroom.

When she is done putting on her essentiels she go back in her room, grab her iPod and plugging it in her radio, making it play music that would help her wake up.

After that she was happy with her outfit, she would grab her bang that she would clip on top of her head so she could apply make up.

She then sit down on a white fluffy chair in front of her mirror and apply her make up.

When she was done and happy with it, still doing lipsing to the song that was playing, she would raise back on her feet, realesed her bang free and put her head upside down so she could brush them. That's how she does it. When she woul raise her head bach up her hair would be all volumuss. Mary would brush them she would be happy or want to kill her bang, one way or another.

And while she was doing all this, I would be watching her with a smile, laying on her messy bed. She didn't know I was there. I wish that she knew thought, so she wouldn't think that she is always alone.

After putting her blanket back on her bed with all the pillows, she would stop her music and go upstairs to eat her breakfast.

When the time would come, around 7:00. She would put on her coat and go on the corner of the street to wait for the bus with her brother. The bus ride was calm, she had her hearplugs in and listen to the music while mentally preparing herself for the day.

After 15 minutes of a bumpy bus ride, she was finally at school.

Mary liked shcool, just not the people that were in..

She would climb down the bus and enter in the building, making her way to her locker. She was alone in it, a fact that she loved.

I would follow her all this time, walk by her side. While she would take off her coat and empty her bag to put it in her locker, I would lean against the lock next to her and watch her beautiful face, her facial expression changing from the song that she was listening.

When she was done Mary would close her locker, locking it before walking all the way acroos the cafeteria to join her friend that was there. And this is where all the lies begin, Mary would fake a smile, even a laugh. I could feel that she didn't felt like real friends with them.

And the day would go on like this, Mary studying seriously in all her classes and during the breaks, join her 'friends' that weren't really worth it.

And all day I would stay by her side, smiling at her like an idiot because she couldn't see me. I would even speak to her, but she never reacted, it felt like I was talking to a ghosht, but in fact, it was me.

When Mary finally make it back home she was the happiest girl. Her dog was like her baby, always taking care of it even if it was sometimes annoying.

Then she would make dinner for the owl familly while her parents would come back. Mary thought that what she cooked was horrible, she wanted to do like in those food Tv shows. But her mom would reassure her, saying that it was good. It seemed really good to me, I wish I could of taste it. Angels don't eat apparently..

After washing the dishes, Mary would go down stairs, in her bed room, and put on a "Work Out" playlist. She would change clothes and put on her lovely old Converse. And Mary would work out during almost an hour. Then take a shower, watch tv with her mom and go to bed when she was tired, even if it was only 9pm.

What I thought was awesome with her work out is that it really gave her confidence and in fact, her weight stayed the same, but her body as changed for better. Curves were going in the right place. She even bought some G-strings recently and I couldn't help myself but watch her as she took her sleeping pants off, only keeping those little under wear on and a black tank top to sleep.

I know it's probably wrong for an angel to watch his protect one like this but I can't help it.

Mary is beautiful, amazing and caring for people that don't deserve it. Everynight, when she lay on the side and put her head on the pillow peacefully, I just place myself at the same place as the pillow, I wish that she would lay on my chest everynight and speak to me, I wish so much things for her but I'm only her guardian angel.