That Girl

Marnie's POV

I couldn't believe it. That guy from One Direction was actually on my front door step. "Um, uh, c-come in!" I stuttered, guesturing behind me. He smiled and showed off his cute dimples as he walked by me and into my house. "So.." He said slowly as he awkwardly stood in my hallway. I decided to introduce myself; if I wanted my liscence bad I'd have to be friendly. He already did so much to just come to my house. "Hi, I'm Marnie," I said happily as I extended my hand towards him. He took it and shook it delicately, like it was a fragile flower or something.

"I know," He softly mumbled in an amused voice. I must've shown a very confused face as he quickly added, "Oh, because I have your liscence." He laughed awkwardly as realization poured over me. "I'm Harry," He said while smiling and again showing off those adorable dimples. "Yeah, I know," I said. We both started laughing quietly. "So, Marnie-" he began but I quickly stopped him. "Call me Mar," I said with a small smile.

Harry's POV

Man, oh man was this girl gorgeous. The second that she swung open her front door my heart started fluttering. She was wearing an old sweatshirt but she still looked perfect. "Um, uh, c-come in!" She said, a little louder than needed, as she let me in. I smiled. She introduced herself. Of course, I already knew her name, but it was still nice meet her formally and for her to say it. When she said it, it sounded even more perfect.

After just a moment of being near her, I could tell that she was not a crazed fan girl. Any other girl in just about the whole world would be all over me already, but not her. "Call me Mar," I heard her finally say after we started talking. I liked that; Mar. It was so cute. "Oh, okay, Mar," I said carefully. She, for some reason, looked relieved.

"So, uh, what's up?" I asked in a nervous manner. "Oh, nothing," She said as she started laughing quietly. Her laugh was so perfect; it was quiet and cute and she just looked like a little, oh, I don't know. Something so perfect that I can't even put into words. She was just perfect.

Marnie's POV

I caught this adorable guy gazing into my eyes. "What are you thinking about?" I asked after a while. "Your, you-uh, penguins." He stuttered quickly as he flicked his eyes away from mine. Damn it, I wanted to see those gorgeous green orbs again.

"Wait what?" I thought to myself. Am I really falling for this guy? I've met him for 5 minutes and I'm already calling him adorable and gorgeous. "Ugh, Marnie, think straight. Don't even think about his perfect chocolate curls, or his juicy-looking lips, or his adorable little dimples right on his cheeks there..."

Harry's POV

Now I was the one to catch her staring. "Well, what are you thinking about?" I asked, looking down at her angelic little face. "Oh, uh," She said as she snapped back to reality. "Nothing. Would you like something to drink?" She quickly changed the subject, which I didn't mind; I was really thirtsy. "Oh, uh, sure. Water's fine." I said as I started to follow her to where she started to walk to. We ended up in a large kitchen. It was so neat and clean. I leaned against the dark countertop as I watched her reach into a cabinet to grab a glass.

When she stood on her tiptoes, a little sliver of skin was exposed right above the line of her jeans, reminding me of the night before when I saw her changing through her window. My mouth started uncontrollably watering as I tried to tear my eyes away from this angelic looking girl who calls herself Marnie.

Marnie's POV

As I was grabbing a glass from the correct cabinet, I could feel his eyes on me. I started to heat up as I felt his eyes almost boring holes into my back. I walked over to the sink and started to fill up the cup.

"Ice?" I softly mumbled to the curly haired boy standing behind me. "Huh, what?" He said consfusedly. "Ice?" I said more loudly as I turned off the tap. "Oh, yeah sure." He answered, sounding embarrassed. "You don't have to be embarrassed around me," I thought. What the fuck? What am I saying?

I swiftly walked over to my freezer and plopped some ice cubes into the clear liquid. I then travelled over to the expectant guy in my kitchen and handed him the water. Our hands touched when he grabbed the cup. My insides started to flutter and I was sure that the color in my cheeks started to rise. "Shit, shit," I loudly thought to myself as I tried my hardest to keep from blushing.

Just then I noticed that someone was padding down the hall and getting close to reaching the kitchen that was already occupied. Ayanna burst into the room with her wet brown hair over her shoulder. She noticed Harry and stopped in her tracks. She confusedly pointed at him and asked, "Mar, who's the Dick?" As if she pretended if he wasn't even there. She walked over to my snack cabinet and grabbed some Skinny Pop. I sharply elbowed her. "Ayanna!" I harshly whispered. "Wha-?" She asked through a mouthful of popcorn. I shoved her lightly off. I turned back to Harry and he was looking back and forth between us two with an amused look on his face. "I'm Harry." He said as a response to Ayanna's mean comment. "Well," She started and then waited to gulp down her popcorn before continuing."-it's nice to meet you Harry. I'm Ayanna." She said with a happy smile on her face.

After Ayanna finally left, Harry and I were once again alone. We must've spent hours talking; I didn't keep track. We talked about eachother's lives, and asked a lot of questions. During the course of our talking, we had slowly migrated from the kitchen to the living room where we finally got to sit down. I realized that Harry wasn't just the stuck up boy band member; he was a really nice and funny guy, and not to mention those dimples. Oh, god damn it, I think that I won't go tonight without a dream about them.

Totally out of the blue, he asked me a question. "Mar, will you go out with me tonight?" He asked with a shy smile on his face. I thought about it; I barely knew this guy, he's probably a huge player, and it's really not a good idea. "Sure," I said without knowing it; how could I have said no to those dimples? "Great, where do you want to go?"