"James, can you drive me home?" I sigh into the phone.
"Why?"
"I can't drive when I'm angry."
"Why?"
"Don't you remember when I ran over Elli-?"
"Oooh, yeaah. Okay, I'm coming."
I stick my phone in my pocket. James is my brother, he's an actor. He's too over protective ever since Mum and Dad died.
"Oooh, Marilyn!" Rachel calls. Her voice sounds deeper, and much more-

"What do you want, Harry?" I turn around. He smirks as he sees my expression.
"Nothing."
"Then why are you-"
"Just because."

He leans in closer to me. I huff as I put my hands on his chest. "Leave me alone!"
"Give me one good reason why I should."

I don't have one. I try to push him away but he, being the stronger one, grips my wrist firmly. A whimper escapes my mouth.
A look of amusement flashes across his face.
"Please-" I try to push him away, to sound strong, but I sound like the 16 year old I was in school.
"Why are you doing this?" I whisper.
"Why shouldn't I?"

His lips are only an inch from mine. "Why shouldn't I, Marilyn? Don't you fancy me?"
The way he stretches the word fancy makes my stomach flutter.

He pulls away as James enters.
"Hey, Harry!"
"Hey, James! See you."

James grins as Harry leaves. "You know him!?"
"Yeah, I know the rest of the boys too."

"Argh, you know them?!" I groan.
"Why, what's so bad?"

"He hates ME!"
"So? Can't I be friends with him?"
"No, no you can't!"

Notes

TANK YOU PEOPLE THAT LIKE THIS STORY!! :D
Sorry, this is a short chapter 3: