Erm... So... Basically (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 26

(Friday night: 24hrs till departure)

Marilyn’s POV:

    I walked anxiously along the beach, playing with my straightened brown hair, and stepping in and out of the water every 10 seconds it seemed. I thought about my date with Harry the other night, and how I’ve been hanging out with the boys and him every night since. Casual hand holding with Harry happened here and there, but I still noticed how sketched out he was with me around Niall, he never did anything too touchy… which was fine with me.

Harry still hadn’t informed me on his motives… which worried me… I couldn’t go to bed at night without wondering.

This whole tour vs. record label situation had really gotten the best of me, the circumstances killed me.

Knowing that Lyla was definitely going with the boys was hard on me, everyone I loved would be gone if I stayed behind.

    I headed farther away from the water and laid back, I was wearing short navy blue spandex and a white V-neck, so I didn’t mind getting a little sandy.

I looked up at the sky and started singing Ellie Goulding’s version of “Your song” and came to a relaxed state of mind.

All of this…

Everything I had ever wanted…

Came so very fast.

I didn’t want to let go of any it, but I knew I had to… which sucked.

Harry’s POV:

    I walked across the beach with a feeling I’d see Marilyn, and yup, there she was. She was laying down singing very peacefully, I didn’t want to bother her.

I struggled for a moment on whether I should approach her or not, but  then I realized this could be our last time together for a long time.

I was going to be impulsive, I was going to make the best of tonight with her.

I walked up to her and swiftly laid down beside her, she jumped a tad.

“Oh! Hey Harry. I was just thinking…” She said turning to face me.

I looked at her and smiled.

“Me too. I had a feeling I’d see you here.”

She nodded and went back to looking at the stars, I slipped my hand down and interlocked it with hers.

“It’s getting late… can I walk you home?” I asked her nervously.

“Oh. Oh yeah, sure.” She answered as she sat up.

We walked along the beach holding hands and having small talk, both avoiding the subject at hand when we knew that’s what we were simultaneously thinking about.

    “Thanks, Harry.” She said sweetly, not making eye contact with me, keeping herself closed off.

“Mary…” I started.

“Yeah?” she responded quickly as she looked up at me with curiosity.

“Erm… so basically I just… I just want you to know I really care about you. A lot. And uh-“

But before I could finish, I was interrupted by her lips crashing into mine.

I quickly adjusted to her hands upon my cheeks and I placed mine on her waist, pulling her closer as I kissed her back.

I wanted her so bad in this moment, her impulsiveness beating me to it, something I was so attracted to.

I ended up pushing her against the door and kissed her harder.

I could feel the desperateness she was giving off to me. Being this forceful wasn’t normally like her.

She grabbed the top of my shirt and tugged me closer to her as we continued to kiss.

Damn it, Marilyn.

I eventually pulled away, trying to catch my breath. I couldn’t help but give her a cheeky little grin.

“Uhm…” She began to say.

I bit my lip and smiled down at my feet.

“Do you want to come inside? Lyla’s staying with Louis tonight so…uh… no one’s home.” She said to me flirtatiously.

Wait… wait hold on a second.

Marilyn was inviting me inside… to…

aw fuck no I couldn’t do this.

She was too lovely for me to just hook up with her out of sadness and loss of leaving her side for a long time. We weren’t ready for that, and I didn’t want her to think she had to do that.

“I don’t think that’s the best idea, Mary.” I said shyly, not looking at her in the eyes.

“No no it’s okay! Really.” She said suggestively as she placed her hands on my chest, with mine resting on her lower back.

I starred at her for a moment...ahhhgg

Damn it.

“No… I cant.” I said as I gently broke away from her.

She looked at me questionably than quickly turned away, she seemed embarrassed.

“Oh. Oh I get it… I’m sorry I even suggested…” She trailed off, looking away from me.

“Wait! whoa no!” I shouted spinning her towards me.

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to…” I started.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes.

“I really, REALLY want to…” I continued.

She giggled a little bit.

“But I just know that, well, we both know that, this is not the right time to be doing something that impulsive. Not now.” I informed her, lightly stroking her arm up and down.

She ran her fingers through my hair and smiled at me, she was stunning.

“You aren’t making this easy for me, Harry Styles.” She said with an uneasy expression.

She then kissed my cheek and looked back at me with worry.

I wrapped my arms over her and buried her into me. I hugged her for a long time, trying to make it so I would remember this always.

“Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow?” She asked me.

No Marilyn… please don’t show up tomorrow.

This wasn’t right for her.

She needed to stay.

This was her time…

I just grinned slightly as a response.

I leaned in slowly as I placed a gentle kiss on her lips, some how becoming more passionate towards the end.

We pulled away and I started to feel tears wad up in my eyes.

“Bye, Mary.” I said, playing with her hair for a minute then turning away from her.

I walked away from her a few steps until I heard a faint

“But, but Harry?” She asked me cutely.

I turned around to her crying eyes.

“This isn’t goodbye, is it? I mean, if I don’t come tomorrow?” She wondered.

She can’t come tomorrow… It will ruin everything for her…

“Not at all babe, I could never say goodbye to you.” I said with a smile.

Marilyn’s POV

… But you did once before Harry…

I couldn’t feel those feelings again, I just couldn’t.