Chapter 14
Harry

What the fuck am I doing? She’s fucking fifteen years old. My plan isn’t going as planned. Does she regularly kiss guys on a daily basis?

Here I am lying next to Mary on her bed. I wouldn’t say I’m uncomfortable, on the contrary I’m a little too comfortable and it’s scary. Mary had fallen asleep after a while of talking and some kissing. She seemed a tad unpleasant in her day clothes so I removed her shoes, slid off her jeans and dressed her in to a pair of sweatpants that I found in her drawers. I must admit she has great legs.

Watching her cuddled up to my side was a remarkable view. How does one sleep so beautiful? She’s young, a little too young. I feel as if I can almost place myself in Louis’ shoes.

Louis is insanely wealthy for only being twenty-five. His parents were and still are wealthy. He attended a high-end private school; the buffoon skipped two grades and still graduated earlier than the rest of his classman. He later went on to study at Harvard. His GPA is a 4.2 and his IQ is 122, which is incredibly high. He may be a genius but he could make a great comedian.

His girl Eleanor has been his long-term girlfriend; she’s a model and still goes to Uni. She’s twenty-two. Louis has made it of his responsibility as a guardian for girl who happens to be the same age as Mary; I think it’s crazy that Lou has grown some feelings for the doll; yeah he’s pretty ashamed.

But when I look at Mary I know my situation isn’t like that, yeah she may be a minor but we're not a decade apart, its 4 years. I’m turning twenty in a few months. I still have to find out when her birthday is so I can get her a gift to keep this act up. Some or most would say that I shouldn’t mess with her but it’s the only way.

I noticed Mary beginning to move around a bit informing me that she was going to wake up soon. My prediction was proven right when Marilynn’s eyes fluttered opened.

“What time is it?” She whispered.

“Its um like 5 am.” I said checking my watch.

“I have to be home before my mom and my sister wake up.” Her voice groggily spoke.

“Alright I’ll get the car ready. Go outside when you’re ready.” I straightened myself up, slipping my boots back on.

“Wait.” She said before I could walk out the door.

“What?” I sighed.

“Um, are we cool?” She asked cautiously.

“What do you mean?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Well I don’t want you being awkward around me just because we kissed.”

“Don’t worry, a kiss that doesn’t mean anything shouldn’t make two friends feel awkward around each other.” I spit. She probably didn’t mean it in the worst way but the fact that she said it like if she felt pity for me about a kiss that we both contributed to. That’s absurd.

She was speechless for a while not knowing what to say. I stared at her intently waiting for her to say anything else. “I agree. Now get out so I can change into some proper clothe wear.” Whoop there it is. Every time someone told her how it was, she’d throw an insult and then shut you out refusing to believe what you said was true.

“Keep calm there’s nothing for me to look at or much to look at anyways.” There’s no way I was going to let myself get told off by some fifteen year old.

“Can you roll the fuck out of my room already, asshole.”

“My pleasure.” I smirked existing out of her room.

I walk out of the cabin and make my way towards my car. As I get in the car, I notice Mary heading out in some black skinny jeans and a big knit sweater, she looks so cute. Wait, what the fuck? Never had I said I thought a girl was cute. Never. There’s something really wrong with me. I shake away my thoughts and unlock the door so Mary and I can get in.

I start my engine immediately when I get inside my car. I look closely at Marilynn as she fastens her seat belt. My eyes can’t help but gaze at her, I’m not quite sure why but I do know that there is no getting out of this.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” I was soon startled realizing that I had been staring for too long.

“I wasn’t staring at you, you’re crazy. Why would I stare at you?” I quickly say. Smooth Harry, real smooth.

“Fucking weirdo.” I heard her mumble.

The car ride was silent, dead silent. Maybe I should play some music? Yeah I should.

I turn on the radio and Blank Space by Taylor Swift starts booming through my speakers.

“Gross take that basic shit off.” Mary said.

“You don’t like Taylor Swift?” I smiled at her pointing a finger at the radio.

“Obviously. Change the station to 106.7.” I did as I was commanded and changed the station to her desired choice. I Stand Corrected by Vampire Weekend replaces the Taylor Swift song that was playing only moments ago.

“Much better.” She grinned.

“I agree.”

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Mary had turned to face. Was she going to say something, yell at me, or tell me off perhaps?

“By the way Harry, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had. Whether we’re just friends or not I enjoyed it more than I should have.” The fact that my heart was beating insanely fast was out of the ordinary. No other girl has had this effect on me. I’m searching for the words inside my head but none are coming out of my mouth.

I cleared my throat. “You might not believe this either b-but I enjoyed that kiss far too much, no other kiss can compare to the one we had last night. I spoke uneasily. How many times do I have to remind myself that she’s fucking fifteen years old? I can’t actually like her.

“So what do we do now?” She asked the question I most feared to hear.

“Well right now I’m driving you home-

“That’s not what I meant besides that place isn’t my home.” She cut me off.

“Well I hope you don’t think we’re dating,” I stated not wanting another girl sentimentally attached to me.

“Don’t worry I’m not one of you’re many whores that you kiss and automatically falls in love.”

“Ouch, that hurt.” I joked to which she laughed.
“Tell me, why don’t you see that place as your home?”

“Cause Alden is always there and he thinks he so much better than my dad and he tries to act like he’s my dad.” From looking into her eyes, you can see the hurt. From hearing her words you feel the anger. In her mind, her mother betrayed her by being with another man after her father’s death. The guilt weighing down on me.

“Mary do you know what your father did? Like what his occupation was?” Wondering if she knows.

“Um I think he was the CEO of Transport for London.” She answered softly.

“So he was the head of bus, airplane, under railroad transport and supplies that get shipped in and out of London?”

“Yeah what are you trying to inquire?” Suspicion held in her eyes.

“Not much, seemed like a great amount of stress.” I commented.

“It was but my dad always found time to spend with my family and I.”

“He was very lucky to find a job that pays a ton; I’ve been trying to search an occupation I would like to invest my time in.” I notified her.

“Is that why you asked about my dad?”

“Pretty much, there’s an abundant amount of occupations someone could do for a living. I want to be aware of all of the or most.”

“I get it. You’re exploring your possibilities of a good career.”

“Exactly.”

Notes

I'm gonna do a Louis Fanfic after this.

It might be a daddy kink type of thing but i'm kind of skeptical cus i want it to be a really sweet story.

so yeahhh

I'm gonna be a brides maid omg
Im scared
What if I fall?