The Innocent Project

|| Fights and funny feelings

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"No no no none of that. You must look perfect!" I groaned as Clara snatched my rock shirts and jeans from me throwing them onto my bed.

"Well it's not a date so I don't have to impress him? And I'm NOT wearing a dress." I hiss making Clara's eyes form firm slits my way.

"Urgh MASON!"

I rolled my eyes at Clara's irritation while lazily flopping on my bed.

Remind me why Louis is still alive again?

"Yes clara?" Mason asked as he walked into my room a rather annoyed look stretched out on his face.

"Help me dress this idgit." Clara snarled making my head snap up.

"Hey!" I protested but Clara only shushed me while looking at masons wide smirk.

"Not like that! Help me pick out an outfit that doesn't scream I'm going to jump you." Clara sighed making mason laugh.

"My styles does not 'scream' I'm going to jump you." I mumbled annoyed but mason and Clara only chuckled.

"Yes it does." The both protested.

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"I feel nasty." I whined but Clara only squealed with joy giving Mason a large kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you she looks perfect!"

I saw Mason quickly blush at her action but covered it up with an awkward laugh.

I'll have to ask him about that later.

"I look like a school girl.." I cringed but Clara only laughed shaking her head.

"No. Dude all you're wearing Is a white sweat shirt and high waisted shorts that show your ass.. It's not innocent."

Okay so I guess it was okay.

"But my makeup-

"-looks wonderful, you don't need to look like a raccoon everywhere you go it's unattractive."

Ouch.

"Okay so what now.. When will harry be here? I wanna get this over with." I pout and Clara smiles.

"Any minute, and by the way I never asked this but.. Why do you hate him so much he seems like a really nice guy?"

I thought for a minute, why did I hate him? Of course his cocky nature of trying to flirt with me and over power me made me rugged... But what was the reason?

"I don't know but I feel like he did something to me at the club I just can't remember why I was to damn waisted ya know?" I sigh and clara nods.

"Just give the guy a chance tho Marley.. You never know he could help you." Clara huffed.

"Im fine just the way I am Clara!" I barked rather annoyed.

"-oh no your not! Don't start that sh*t with me! I think your forget I know everything!"

"You don't know sh*t about me what so ever! I mean you think you know something about everyone but you don't! Your just a little rich shank that thinks she can do anything with her daddy's fu*king money!"

As soon as the words left my mouth I felt horrid, and the exasperation and watery eyes on Clara's face showed I deserved what was coming.

"I was just trying to help Marley." She whimpered silent tears dropping down her face.

"But you push everyone who cares about you away, just like you pushed away your parents!" She whimpered
While picking up her purse and walking to the door.

"Have fun with Harry."

And with that she was gone.

F*ck.

I grabbed my head in my hands as I sat on the bed looking at the outfit Clara had chosen.

It must have cost alot.

The makeup she put on me.

It took alot of time.

The drive over here.

She could have been with someone else.

"I'm such a fu*k up." I groan.

Hhh that's it. Might as well try to make conversation with Harry at dinner tonight.

Maybe then Clara would forgive me?

Just maybe.

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"I don't think I have ever scene you this nervous and it's hilarious." Mason chuckled as I slowly paced back and fourth around the living room, Harry was twenty fuc*ing minutes late.

"I'm not nervous, I feel like a bit*h for yelling at Clara and I want to kill Harry." I argued back.

"Yea sure." Mason laughed while walking into the kitchen making me grumble.

You have five more minutes harry.

The sudden knock on the door caused my to jump as I straitened out was I was wearing while slowly opening the door.

There stood harry, his hair was fluffed up and messy. His white polo shirt looked dirty as hell and sweat dripped down his forehead.

Well then.

"I'm so sorry I got mobbed by fans and.... Whoa." Harry soon stopped talking as he noticed my appearance... Did I really look like a raccoon all the time? Did this really look that much better?

"You look gorgeous."

I frowned at Harry's words, my stomach feeling all funny and such.
No one had ever called me that before. It was always hot or sexy, but this .. Felt genuinely caring .. Almost.

"Um I mean like haha- thanks." I mumbled awkwardly making Harry give me a small grin.

"Oh and it's like fine about- like being late I had things to do anyway." I stuttered making a smirk grow on Harry's face.

"No she didn't!" Mason called from the kitchen making my insides flutter in embarrassment.

Why was I was embarrassed? It's just Harry and mason?

"Shutup!" I called back, making Harry shake his head trying to brush off the dirt on his jeans.

"So shall we go?" He asked, not daring to reach his hand out for mine.

"Uh yea lets." I mumbled making Harry nod as we slowly walked out to his car. Him in front of me.

Talk about awkward.

"Here." Harry mumbled opening the car door for me.

I only quietly thanked him as I climbed in, him staring at my ass the hole time.

This is only for you Clara,

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(A/N): short sucky filler chappppyy

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