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The weekend had gone by faster then I intened it to. I had'nt seen harry once ever since are.. well date...I guess. Which made my heart almost feel broken; a broken piece of freshly shattered glass.Did i scare him off ?
''Marley?'' Clara asked, We were at a small local cafe In London. We had recently made up. Usually my evenings spent with Clara would always make me feel better... always, To be honest though not even the steaming hot cup of delicious pumpkin spice in font of me could make me feel better. And at this point if coffee and Clara couldn't drown away my sorrows... I was sure nothing could.
''God dammit Marley, answer me! what happened?''
I felt bile rise up my throat in a hastily manner as i tried to open my mouth, but nothing could come out except for the words Harry had spoken to me earlier.
'' He said, he said he would help me. He practically said he really cared for me. and I just don't know how to react.''
Clara's mouth was parted open, clear surprise written on her stern pasty face. '' Help you with what Marley?'' she asked making me freeze. Clara can NOT know that I wanted to go to college. She would tell Mason and zayn, the whole group. and my reputation would be ruined. For sure.
''Ummm...'' lie, its for the best.
''To help me with my trust issues." I squawked.
please believe me.
please
please
''Marley! that's wonderful.''
yessssss
'' I know, ha ha ha ...ha" I coughed awkwardly, but Clara took no notice in my strange movments as she squealed giving me a large hug; bending over our table.
"This is so bloody perfect. Harry's like a goody goody and you are so.....bad.''
I laughed loudly as Clara leaned back into her seat, staring up at the cafes ceiling lost in her own thoughts. Now that I thought of it though, harry really was a goody goody. He did'nt like to drink or party. He was going to his dream college.
We truly were polar opposites.
complete and utterly different.
''I'll be right back, I'm going to throw my cup away.'' Clara chriped as she stood up and walking out of my eye sight.
*bzzzzz bzzzzzz*
I jumped feeling my phone buzz in my pants pocket as I pulled it out, only to smile the widest I have in days.From; sexy Harry ;* To; Mars
MEET ME AT MY HOUSE PRONTO IN 30 MINUTES. DAY ONE OF THE INNOCENT PROJECT BEGINS.
556 Marus Drive.
-Harry
The inncoent project. hmmm I like it.
I like it alot.
''Okay ready to go to the mov-- whoa what happened to you?'' Clara laughed making me blush even more than I already was. If thats even possible.
'' Uh- I- Clara that was Harry. He somehow got my number and he wants me to like- go over to his house and- like hang- like out-...''
''oh just shutup and go!'' Clara laughed making me flush as I quietly nodded picking up my things, and sprinting to my car.
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I pulled up to harrys 20 minutes later, this would either end up really good. or really bad. I mean he is trying to change me, and I don't like to be changed.
''Harry!" I called as I gave his door a small knock, hoping I had reached the right house.
"Oh- Marley you're here-- um give me a second!"
I sighed in relief upon hearing his husky voice, the door soon opening.
"hey harry." I slightly smiled as I walked inside the house looking around.
It was quite small. But yet had so much room.. every chair and picture was put perfectly into place.
almost like it was done by a young female..
"Harry this is a lovely place you have here," I smiled trying to sound polite. But it probably came off more edgy then necessary.
"Why thank you me and Nessa- I mean sh*t" Harry cursed not looking me in the eyes making me frown.
"harry, who's nessa?" I asked quietly.
"m-my ... my mother.' he mumbled making smile.
Was it weird that I found it cute he decorated his apartment with his mother? ...nah.
"haha p*ssy what happened to bad boy styles? huh?." I asked, placing my hands on my hips.
Harry let out a large breath happy I had changed the converstaion, He the spoke.
"strike one." harry stated before pulling out a water gun squirting me straight in the mother f*ucking face!! he's dead.
"WHAT THE F*CK- ahhh!"
I squealed again as more water was sprayed onto my body.
"what was that for!!?" I yelped trying to wipe the water from my face as I looked up at the smirking harry.
"Every time you swear, you get sprayed." he stated and I sighed nodding.
"okay so what are we doing--." I jumped another mist of liquid caking my face.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR? I DIDN'T SWEAR!" I fumed looking at the green eyed boy in front of me.
"eh that one was just for fun." He laughed before running up the stairs, me right on his trail.
I swear this boy will be the death of me.
"harry styles give me the bottle." I state as I walk into his room. but It was vacant?
"harry I swear- boo!"
I shrieked falling onto Harry's bed as he falls right next to me in hysteric fits of husky laughter.
moments like these.. I swear... I will never forget.
"UGH Harry.. really." I whined; pouting
And idea soon slowly forming in my head made me laugh as I put on my serious face.
"so um harry...." i mumbled but harry only kept laughing.
My face must of looked really cute when I screamed.. because this shouldn't be funny anymore.
"harry." I spoke more sternly making him wipe the tears of joy brimming at his waterline wile looking at me.
"yea?" He asked seeing the look of concern on my face.
"move closer." i whispered our faces inches apart.
"Li-like this." harry breathed, are faces almost touching. Harry's breath now ridged.
"closer-" I whined making Harry's lips almost brush mine before I let out a loud scream spraying him with the spray bottle he had drenched me in.
'PAY BACKS A B*TCH STYLESSS!!" I laughed before leaving a very confused and embarrassed harry alone in his room.
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