Drifter | (Harry Styles AU) • COMPLETE

Chapter 37.

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Anissa's POV

"Anissa, you're kinda drunk...I don't think..." Mariano begins to say as he puts his hands on my arms to pull them off. But before he can move them, I kiss him.

My kiss doesn't seem to take Mariano by surprise because I feel his plump lips kiss me right back. I wrap my legs around his waist, Mariano placing his hands on my butt to hold me up. His kisses are soft and cautious, the complete opposite of Harry's rough and passionate ones.

I wish Harry's lips were the ones I was kissing right now.

I wish this whole stupid fight never happened.

I pull Mariano closer to me trying to kiss him more passionately, hoping he'll follow my lead and do the same,but he doesn't. Instead his kisses become softer before finally stopping.

"Anissa stop...we...we can't do this," Mariano murmurs quietly against my lips as he pulls away from our kiss, gently letting go off my legs.

"Yes we can. Just kiss me," I plead.

"No," Mariano says trying to step away from my grip as I pull him tighter, "Stop...this won't make you feel better," He says finally breaking away from me, taking a step back.

"It will, it'll help me forget ... just please kiss me... I need to forget him," I desperately beg. I take a few wobbly steps toward him, before feeling myself stumble, Mariano catching me before my body splashes into the water.

"Why can't I forget him?" I sob into Mariano's chest.

"You will," Mariano says quietly, hugging his arms around me as I begin to now cry uncontrollably,"It'll be okay."

"It won't, it'll never be okay, I'll always be alone," I blubber.

I can always count on alcohol to turn me into an overly dramatic crying mess.

"Let's go inside," Mariano says releasing his hug, now scooping me up and carrying me into his house.

Mariano carries me up the stairs in silence, the only noise coming from our dripping wet bodies. He places me down gently before opening a closet door, pulling out a fluffy yellow towel, wrapping it around me. He then picks me up again taking me to the room I stayed in last night, gently placing me on the bed. He switches on the small lamp that's on the night stand, illuminating the dark room.

"Turn it off," I whine covering my eyes.

Light will only make me feel shittier, I just want to lay here in the dark for as long as I can.

"I will, let me just grab you a blanket from the closet," Mariano says walking across the room. After retrieving the blanket and putting it on top of my towel covered body, he shuts the light off.