Zero Spaces Left

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Chapter 4

I sat in bed all morning, thinking about last night. I couldn't believe I let my guard down even once and believed in that Harry. He was such a teenage dirt bag.

I looked through my window over at his house. Staring at it for what seemed to be forever. I didn't know what was happening to me. I've never let anyone have an impact on me, but Harry did. He consumed my mind causing me to think of him every other moment of the day. And it bothered me. I didn't want to like Harry or feel sorry for him. But I did, in the worst way possible.

I could see the mail man approaching my home so I immediately went down to greet him myself. Yes, I know talking to the mailman was odd but I needed someone, anyone to speak to, in order to lessen my focus on Harry.

I ran downstairs not even bothering to dress myself in proper clothes. I simply wore a tight spaghetti strapped top that hugged my waste showing the curves I didn't seem to even care about and floral laced shorts.

"Hi Mr.mailman", I exclaimed. He was dressed in his usual blue shirt, black pants attire.

"Hello" He said plainly.

"Um, whats up?" Well he was quite boring.

"Delivering mail, excuse me" And just like that, he walked away. The morning was beautiful so I decided to sit out and just examine the view. It was breath taking. How the sun shined on the bright flowered trees, giving the leaves a beautiful glow. The birds would chirp every now and then. The scenery reminded me of my old home, and not that they looked a like, but the fact that they were complete opposites. This made me think of my life and my plans for the future. At that moment, I was happy. Unfortunately, it didn't last.

I saw Harry arrive just in front of my enormous gate. He was looking awfully sexy and I was forced to look away. I knew if I made contact with Harry, everything would go back to last night. I would be one of his little bitches. And I wasn't going to stand for that any day.

He approached with a slick smile.

"Good Morning" ...Um what? He must think I'm one of those girls who just forgive him for his bullshit through desperation.

"Please don't come near me" I wanted to touch him so badly. Wait No...yes? I sighed to myself.

"I'm sorry about last night. I'm just not used to being nice to people... Which is why I came here. I want you to help me change Addilyn." He turned my chin to face his. Our eyes locked "Please Addilyn" The way he said my name was too blissful. "I need you", he breathed, just before our lips gently smashed to each other's, breaking our gap. I couldn't resist. Our tongues rolled in sync as his soft lips caressed mine.

This was my first real kiss. I had never been intimate with anyone before since everyone picked on me back in Chicago. Memories from that time faded when I felt Harry's hand glide down my back onto my waist. It felt amazing. We both slowly pulled away to take deep breaths. He began smiling at me. That perfectly imperfect smile of his. It fitted him so well.

And just like that, Harry had gained my liking once more. He held my hand and whispered in my ear.

"I want to take you out tonight Addilyn. Would you like to go?"

"I'd love to Harry" I smiled. This would have been my first real date.

"Great, wear something sexy to grip those curves of yours, just like that see-through top." He smirked.

I immediately covered my chest. My cheeks reddened with embarrassment. All this time Harry could see through. I should have known. It was a very thin white top. I couldn't bother to think about it. I made my way upstairs to my room and laid on my bed just picturing tonight.

How could something that seemed so wrong feel so right?

As I sat in front of my mirror, I realized that I barely even have appropriate makeup for a date. There was only one thing I could think of doing. Calling Maya.

She squealed in agreement and a few hours later, I greeted her at my doorstep.

"Damn Addi, this is your crib? It beautiful. You really live the life." I couldn't help but notice her continuously staring over at Harry's house.

" You seem to like my neighbor's house  better huh?"

She shot her head over at me.

"No, It's just that someone I used to know lives there." She knows Harry? I figured since they were at the same party.

"Well let's go get me all prettied up!" I shouted with joy.

It was 6:30 which meant I only had an hour and a half to get ready for the date.

Maya really seemed to know a lot about make up. She carried her whole kit. First she primed, then bronzed, then contoured and all sorts of make up stuff I should learn about.

"So, who's the lucky guy?" She asked enthusiastically.

"Um, well his name is.. Harry. " I smiled at the thought of him. She hesitated for a bit, while looking deeply into space.

"Oh" is all she replies.

"He lives next door, you probably know him" I continued, but she remained silent.

"Is something wrong?" , I looked up at her.

"Oh, no, it's just that um, Harry and I used to date. Nothing serious though. You should have fun tonight." She forced a smile and I could tell her sudden mood change. I sighed.

"So everything's cool?" I asked.

"Yeah" She shook her head and smiled.

I couldn't help but feel jealous that she was so beautiful and dated Harry. I must really like him. It's not like me to get jealous of others.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when she squealed a loud "Finished!"

I turned around and faced the mirror, feeling my face to see if it was actually me. I looked amazing. Totally beautiful. I loved it.

"O-oh my. It's lovely, Maya" I hugged her tight.

She told me she was thirsty so I lead her to the kitchen and then sat her down in the living room while I got dressed upstairs.

As I took off my clothes, and stood in front of the mirror, I realized how beautiful I looked. And not just the make up, but my body. It was well kept. I turned to the side viewing my curves that lead to my bum. Maybe I could be a model one day. I had the right body to do it. I heard Maya yell, "I'm leaving!" from downstairs. She also wished me a good luck on my date.

My dress was tight but long, I didn't want to be too exposed on my first date. It was also white. It hugged my waist perfectly. I didn't even need a bra because it held my boobs up perfectly, showing no cleavage. I also wore a shiny 5 inch heel. I had little experience in walking in them, but I adjusted very quickly. My hair was loosely curled and bouncy. It flew behind me, resting on my back. I wore little jewelry. Nothing but a diamond earring. I took one last look before walking downstairs, hoping I was enough for Harry.