Marie (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

CHAPTER TWO: MARIE

CHAPTER TWO: MARIE

HARRY P.O.V

I couldn't help but wonder about the girl with the really curly hair. She stayed on my mind all night, I even had a dream about her. I wonder how she sounds... does she have a raspy voice? Does she have a very light voice? Or is her voice deep? I wanted to talk to her, get to know her. But I'm done with all of that...love isn't real, it would be a waste of time to even get to know her. But I found myself walking down the same street and standing across from her house under a tree in the freezing cold just to see her.

This isn't weird I'm just simply watching over a girl who could use some protection in New York City. She's a single girl living by herself it would terrible if I didn't watch over her. I may have stood there for an hour or two but it was worth it because when she stepped out it made my day instantly better.

She wore a pair of black jeans with thigh-high black boots covering up half of her legs, and with it, she wore a black trench coat and white shirt under it. Her hair was in a high bun so it gave me a clear view of her face.

She's beautiful.

My heart started to pound as she walked down the stop and away from her house.

Where are you going at 11 in the afternoon? Are you going out for lunch? Maybe with some friends? Do you have a job that starts at this time? My feet started moving and once again I found myself following behind her. I need to stop this...I can't do this to myself again, I can't fall for another girl again.

I stopped in my tracks the walk was only five minutes long and here we are standing in front of a café. She walks inside and I took a couple of seconds to do the same. The line wasn't long so it didn't take long for the barista to asked what she wanted.

"Hi Ma'am what can I get you today?" The beautiful girl hummed "I'll take an iced coffee please and one of those banana nut muffins"

An ice tea and a banana nut muffin.

Is this what you get every day? So simple yet it amazed me. "And what's your name?" My ears perked up as I shoved my hands into my pockets. "Marie"

Marie...So that is your name, it suits you. I like it, but I could care less because I'm not doing this anymore, not this time. I turned around and walked out. I stood outside the café my eyes still found their way to the curly-haired girl named Marie.

Marie Styles...I like that-No! Stop we are not doing this, she isn't worth your heart.

Yeah but something tells me that is though. I made myself walk back into the café and found myself walking over to her table. She instantly looks up and it felt like my heart did a flop once I got a view of her green eyes. "Hello, can I help you?"

I stared down at her making her furrow her eyebrows in confusion "I'm Harry" I introduced myself "Harry Styles" I smiled at her "I couldn't help but notice you across the room, I thought I'll give you some company?" I raised an eyebrow hoping that maybe she would let me join. "well in that case...I'm Marie...Marie Johnson, and yes you can sit here I don't mind the company" 

That smile that fucking smile. I don't understand how anyone could have such a beautiful smile. I couldn't help but smile sitting down across from her. I examined her face every aspect of it, she wore a stud in her nose and had lip gloss applied to her lips, I could tell that it was her favorite thing to wear. It made her lips look juicy yet so kissable, I found myself wanting to kiss her.

"I haven't seen you around here before are you new here?"

"I am actually I just moved down last month and I've been trying to figure this state"

"Well do you like New York so far?" I asked curiously. "It's okay...I have to get used to the cold weather I'm from Florida so this is a change...a big one" she chuckles. I hummed.

What made you want to from Florida to here? Did you want a change? Was there something you didn't like there? Is there something that you're looking for over here?

"Where are you from I can tell from your accent that you're not from America?" I chuckled they always do "I'm from England" her eyes widen in amusement "Wait really?!"

"Yeah"

"Why would you come down to shitty America?" She leans in her chair biting into her banana nut muffin crossing her leg over the other. She is comfortable around me. I couldn't help but smirk in satisfactory. "Uh I met a girl"

"A girl? Don't tell me you moved all the way down here for a girl?"

"That's what love do you...it makes you do stupid things" She nods "I can relate to that" she chuckles. Making me want to know your story. Who are you, Marie? What made you the person that you are today? I want to know.

"Is she still in your life? You don't have an answer if it's too personal but I'm interested you now"

"Oh, so you weren't when I first got here" her eyes widen in amusement as I smirked "well when you have such an..." she trails off her eyes roaming me. "Attractive man sitting across from with a dazzling British accent I can't help but get interested"

You're a flirt. I like it. I like more than just that, I liked  you and I wanted you just for myself. It's crazy I know, we just met but every second here made me want you more and more. I lick my lips as she raises an eyebrow "I uh"

Fuck

She smirks "No she's not in my life anymore" shrugging she frowns "oh? I'm sorry about that...you moved all the way down here for her. What happened should I not like her?"

That was a good question.

Should you not like her?

Well, she's dead Marie.

"She was a good person...we just didn't work out"

"Well, are you going to go back to England?" She tilts her head biting her lip. "No...I like it here"

I like you, and I'm not going anywhere if you're not there by my side.....