I awoke to the sound of the door opening and the overwhelming smell of booze and cigarettes. Not again.
I hastily open my eyes and lift my head slightly to see my mom pressed against the wall, sucking face with some dude with gruesome tattoos scattered along his left arm
"Mãe, i'm right here." I say, voice raspy from sleep.
She groans against his lips and turns to me, angrily, she mutters, "Então... vá embora."
With a lazy smile on her face, she turns back to the guy and presses her lips against his.
I angrily get up from the bed and glance at the clock. It reads 4:18 AM and I groan, grabbing my converse from the floor and my phone before going out the door.
As I begin to walk down the hotel's corridor, I realize I forgot the key to the room and mutter a curse to myself. Turning around to head back to my room, I crash into a tall man. Groaning and muttering a "I'm so sorry" I crane my head up to look at the man before me.
He had curly, brown hair that suits him very well. Looking down from his hair, my gaze landed on his face. He was very, very handsome. I admired his forest green eyes as he gazed back at me. Realizing I was staring, I quickly look away and clear my throat , "I-I'm sorry."
He smiles slightly, showing a hint of dimples and says, "It's fine, love." I am pleasantly surprised when I hear his English accent, smiling slightly as he takes in my appearance. I look down at myself and realize I'm in my pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt. His eyebrows furrow as he looks back at me and asks, "Are you alright sweetheart?"
I nervously smile and mutter, "Yeah, um n-no. Can you excuse me for a second?"
I step past him and walk to my door. Banging loudly against the door I yell, "Mãe! Mãe! Let me in!" I wait for an answer but instead I hear a series of moans coming from inside our room. I groan and slide down against the door, burying my face in my hands. I'm fucking tired of this. I hear the man cough beside me and I peek up at him through my hands.
He stands there for a second, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a suitcase behind him. There's a moment of silence before he speaks, "Um... Do you need a place to stay for a bit?"
I contemplate for a little. He looks nice and at most he looks like he's about 28 years old. Plus, if he tries anything on me, I know I can defend myself. Making up my mind, I nod. He sighs and reaches out the hand that was in his pocket, helping me up from the ground.
Once I stand up, I pull my hand away from his and clear my throat. "I-I'm Morena by the way."
He glances over at me and pulls out his room key. "Morena," He mutters, testing my name out. "Pretty."
I smile as he pulls out the key and opens the door. He holds it open before me, waiting, and I sigh before stepping in.GUYS GUYS IM BACK YAY
so i started this book as a little push for me to start writing again AND I LOVED IT so i hope you guys enjoy it too!! i'm also going to start updating my other books too cause i know you guys have been waiting for that for a while nowalso this book's main character is Brasilian!!! and i'm so happy because first of all POC representation is what i live for !! and secondly i'm brasilian so it's really nice writing about someone i can relate to
so since the main character is brasilian and so is the mom i'm going to have some phrases in stuff in portuguese but i'll be putting the translations below so y'all can understand what they saying
hope y'all like it!! love u guys so much and don't forget to vote and comment <333
TRANSLATIONS:
Mãe - mom
Então... vá embora - Then... go away.
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morena h.s
FanfictionIn which a 16 year old girl meets 27 year old Harry Styles in a hotel hallway.