That Girl

Silvie's POV

I waited in my car at the end of the Abbey Lane, peering over at Mar's house. I knew that at 3:30 pm today, she was going to hot yoga; she always does it on Wednesdays now. My plan was to go into her house after she drove away and tell her mom that I was just bringing home my hair straightener that I had left. It was actually true, my straightener was at her house, so it was believable. After I got to her room, I was going to go and see if she had left her phone. If she did, I would just text him. But if she brought it with her, which she probably would, I would send an email. As I was thinking about my plan, I almost missed her stepping out of her front door in sweats. I waited until she got in her car and drove away before I got out of the car.

*Ding Dong!* Their doorbell rang. The big brown wooden door opened and Celine Olsen revealed her face for me. "Oh, hello honey! Mar actually just left for hot yo-" "Yeah, I know. I just left my straightener here and wanted to grab it," I cut her off, trying to sound as cheery as I could, which totally conflicted with my bubbling anger inside. "Okay, Silv, go ahead on up, you obviously know where it is," She said as she stepped back to let me in. I simply gave her a grimace like smile and scurried up the stairs.

Jackpot. I couldn't actually believe I was doing this, after being best friends with Mar for so long. But, she totally betrayed me. I mean, not directly, but still. I did a quick, brief check around her room in search of her phone, but I obviously didn't find it. I gave up and simply walked over to her computer. I sat down at the desk and greedily opened the device. She wasn't logged into her email, but that was okay; that was one of the benefits on seeking revenge on your ex-bestfriend. I clicked the compose button and a fresh email opened up. Another benefit was being a directioner; I knew Harry's personal email. I hesitated a moment, considered what I was doing, and then just pushed that thought away and started to type:

Hey.... :) I'm going to be at the club tomorrow night, and you better meet me there, sexy. :) Make sure you wear something that's easy to take off.... :)

~Marnie Olsen

I chuckled, then hit send quickly before I could change my mind again. I exhaled loudly, and then I thought about how much I couldn't wait for phase 2 of my plan. "It's on, Marnie Olsen." I whispered before grabbing my hair supplies and heading out.

Harry's POV

I was driving home when I saw a notification on my email app on my phone. I tapped it and an email from mmblondie345@gmail.com. I thought that it might be Marnie, but I wasn't sure, so I opened the message. It read:

Hey.... :) I'm going to be at the club tomorrow night, and you better meet me there, sexy. :) Make sure you wear something that's easy to take off.... :)

I smiled at this and then started drooling at the thought of Mar in a club, undressing me, whispering dirty things in my ear. Her fingers would entwine themselves in my hair and tug, which would totally turn me on. I would lead her drunken body out to my car and we'd race to my house like there was no tomorrow. And then....

I snapped back to reality as my light turned green and I took my foot off the break. I tried to practice driving like I would tomorrow night, but I decided against it as I got some annoyed honks from surrounding vehicles. I was so excited for tomorrow night.

So excited.

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Marnie's POV

It was Thursday morning at about 11 o'clock when my phone started to ring. I looked at the screen; it was Harry. "Hey!" I answered happily. "Hey," He answered in his deep, raspy voice. "I'll see you at the club tonight?" He asked/demanded. I was a a little confused, but I took it as him trying to ask me out again. "Yeah, okay," I said, trying to sound sexy. I giggled a little at the end, though, which totally gave my attempt away. He chuckled. "Okay, I'll meet you there at 8," He said, before hanging up. I leaned against my wall and then slid down dreamily; another date with Harry. I found a sexy red dress in my closet and hung that on my door knob so that it was ready for later.

Almost immediatly after, my phone rang again; it was Ayanna. "HAYYYYY!" I said loudly. "Hey! How's horny doin'?" She asked playfully. "Harry, you-you mean Harry..." I said slowly. "Haha, lol, no I meant what I said." She replied. "Okay, fine, call him what you want. We went to the beach last night," I said dreamily. "Sex, on the beach. We've got white sand in our stilettos.... we freak, in my jeep. Snoop doggy-dog on the stereo..." She sang, trying to sound like Katy Perry. "Haha, okay, I have to admit, good one, but no, not quite there yet..." I said while laughing. "Ehmagod, you almost had sex with him?! You barely know him!" She exclaimed. "Yeah, I know, I was thinking that too, but I really couldn't help myself; I had never felt that wanted since, you know..." I trailed off, not wanting to spark up that memory again. "Okay, okay, fine. But Mar, be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt after falling too fast and too hard for him," She said warningly. I thought about what she said; was I falling for him too much? I mean, I practically had no chance with this guy; he had pretty much a billion other options for girls in the world, at least. It was probably like a few day thing and then he'd move on. "Well, thanks for the support, Anna. I'll see you later!" I tried to say cheerfully.

No, I refused to think like that. I checked

We hung up and I tried to convince myself that Harry wasn't like that. But, he had had many previous girlfriends, and those didn't last, and he's slept with many other women. What if my inexperience turns him away? Maybe all he cares about is a good sex. Maybe he's just going to drag this out until I sleep with him and then he'll leave even before I wake up.

No, I refuse to think like that. Harry wouldn't do that. He seems too sincere. Doesn't he? I don't know! I know I should give him a chance, but I don't want our relationship to end as roughly as it did for Jon and I.... Ugh. Stop bringing it up, Marnie. I fell backwards onto my bed and exhaled deeply. I finally remembered that I had a date tonight with Harry. I looked at the clock. It was 11:45 am. I had plenty of time to get ready. I decided to go to the salon to get a massage, just to calm my nerves, which I desperately needed.

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