I got up for the early 7:00am run. To tell you what, I was really excited. I mean, I would be lying if I said Will wasn't cute of course, but I genuinely like him. He is a really nice guy.
I met him at our favourite park bench, and we started to go for our run, not really talking much, because it takes up too much breath. But after our walk, Will guided me to his car. When I saw it at first, I was shocked. It was a brand new Bentleigh.
I didn't know he was rich?
I mean, I don't want to sound rude, but he obviously must be a little bit loaded, or his family at least. What sort of 22 year old has a Bentleigh.
"I know what your thinking," he says to me with a laughing smile.
"Do you?" I say quietly to myself, but he heard me anyway.
"Long story short, my family have a bit of money."
"I don't think it's a long story," I say to him, and he nods his head in agreement.
'True. But you have like a babysitter. Zayn's nice and all, but your family must be loaded too. What sort of 20 year old needs a babysitter?"
"He's not my babysitter. He's a good family friend that I share a flat with. Like my older brother or cousin."
"Ok, ok," he holds his hands up in defence. "Hop in the car, I'll take you around to my house."
I slowly slide into the car, trying to be careful not to hurt the car. Well, as much as you can hurt a car. As we drive along, I can't help thinking something.
"So, if you have a Bentleigh, and your family have lots of money, what's your house like? Do you have like the penthouse suite? Do you have your own butler, is it like Dowton Abbey?"
I know I sounded rude, but I was just trying to get it out.
"Something like that," he says with a shy smile.
He stops driving all of a sudden. I get out of the car slowly, and look up in awe at...his place. It's not what I expected.
"You have an actual house? In the middle of London?" As I look around, I see a whole street of actual houses. Everywhere else is flats, apartments, hotels. I mean, I live in an actual house, but it's in a different area.
He's rich. What is he, like the Prince of Wales or something?
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FanfictionMaribella is an international teenage pop star and a member of the famous and rich "One Direction". By agreeing to run everyday for 10 weeks to prove her fitness, she meets Will, an ordinary guy living an ordinary lifestyle.