Trouble
Assumptions
Chapter 27
Marilynn
He’s back. I had no idea he was back, where’d he go and why didn’t he return any of my calls or text? Seeing him again made me regret lashing out at him. As much as I felt the need to wrap my arms around his neck only to bring him closer to my body, Marissa being there and the fact that Harry was not on good terms with me, I knew it wouldn’t be a good idea.
“Miss Hope, are you writing these notes down?” My ears brought me to reality while my eyes made me aware of my surroundings. “No.” I stared briefly at my math teacher before looking the other way.
“Why?” He crossed his arms sternly, glaring at me for not giving a shit to write numbers and words down that’ll end up in the trashcan. “I don’t have a pencil or paper and I kind of don’t care.” I rested my chin on my hand as my elbow kept me steady. “Leave my class, you’re wasting everybody’s time.” He pointed to the door with his ugly red marker.
“You’re the one that called on me but whatever I’ll have a talk with the Dean after all he is my mother’s fiancé so he’ll know where I’m coming from.” I spat, getting up to grab a random pencil from his desk, I snapped it in half and slammed it on his ugly desk before exiting his dumb lesson.
I walk the hallways of the school not bothering to go to Shitface’s office. I thought about texting Ashton to come up with some excuse to leave class but second-guessing it I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t do it for me.
“Marilynn.” I heard someone call my name out loud; the deep raspy voice gave me the first clue that who it could be. I turn around, my assumptions were correct, “Harry?” my eyes softened at the sight of him. His presence came closer to mine “Sorry for everything. I-I was taking care of a family matter and my cell phone was out of service plus there was bad reception-“ I didn’t let him finish as I wrapped my arms around him like I wanted to earlier.
“I’m so glad you’re back.” I kissed his cheek before shoving my face in the crook of his neck indulging in his scent. “I’m so relieved, baby.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing my body tighter against his. His hug was warm; I couldn’t believe that the feeling is mutual. I detached myself from him to allow him space, “So where’d you go?” I asked trying not to seem so obsessed.
“I’m not ready to talk about it, but what about you? Marissa mentioned you have a new boyfriend.” Harry inquired. I shut my eyes momentarily before taking a deep breath, “Yeah, his name’s Ashton.” I opened my eyes.
“You love him?” Harry questioned me.
“No, we haven’t been dating long. He’s cool though.” I played with the locket on my chest trying to avoid eye contact.
“If I had a girlfriend, how would you react?” his eyes desperately looked into mine. Why is he asking me this? I don’t fucking know how I’d react, I know I’d be pissed but its not like him and I are exclusive besides I have Ashton. “I mean I don’t know. I have a boyfriend, yeah, but- you know what? I have no idea where I’m going with this.” I commented.
“I was curious, sorry for making you feel uncomfortable.” He coughed dryly.
“Let’s hang out.” I suggested.
He stared at me for a few seconds, he was debating whether it’d be a good idea or not. We both know it’s not but that doesn’t change the fact that we both ache for us to be close to each other again.
He hummed lightly “Meet me after school, I’ll drive you around to different places. It’ll be fun.” He winked at me. Yeah hanging out with him might be wrong however I don’t give a shit. I’ve been dying to do something fun; Ashton hardly ever takes me out so if he can’t then it might as well be Harry. I always feel rush and excitement when I’m with him so it’s basically a win.
“Sounds great. Um how long till this period ends?” I asked him hoping that it we can spend the rest of this time together. “About fifteen, wanna come with me to make copies of the these worksheets” He held them up for a couple seconds, “Marissa has a shit load of work for me to do.” He commented.
“Yeah, it’s not like I have anything to do anyways.” I grabbed the folder containing the work sheets from him and made my way to the copy room. Harry followed behind me with a grin on his face.
Marilynn
He’s back. I had no idea he was back, where’d he go and why didn’t he return any of my calls or text? Seeing him again made me regret lashing out at him. As much as I felt the need to wrap my arms around his neck only to bring him closer to my body, Marissa being there and the fact that Harry was not on good terms with me, I knew it wouldn’t be a good idea.
“Miss Hope, are you writing these notes down?” My ears brought me to reality while my eyes made me aware of my surroundings. “No.” I stared briefly at my math teacher before looking the other way.
“Why?” He crossed his arms sternly, glaring at me for not giving a shit to write numbers and words down that’ll end up in the trashcan. “I don’t have a pencil or paper and I kind of don’t care.” I rested my chin on my hand as my elbow kept me steady. “Leave my class, you’re wasting everybody’s time.” He pointed to the door with his ugly red marker.
“You’re the one that called on me but whatever I’ll have a talk with the Dean after all he is my mother’s fiancé so he’ll know where I’m coming from.” I spat, getting up to grab a random pencil from his desk, I snapped it in half and slammed it on his ugly desk before exiting his dumb lesson.
I walk the hallways of the school not bothering to go to Shitface’s office. I thought about texting Ashton to come up with some excuse to leave class but second-guessing it I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t do it for me.
“Marilynn.” I heard someone call my name out loud; the deep raspy voice gave me the first clue that who it could be. I turn around, my assumptions were correct, “Harry?” my eyes softened at the sight of him. His presence came closer to mine “Sorry for everything. I-I was taking care of a family matter and my cell phone was out of service plus there was bad reception-“ I didn’t let him finish as I wrapped my arms around him like I wanted to earlier.
“I’m so glad you’re back.” I kissed his cheek before shoving my face in the crook of his neck indulging in his scent. “I’m so relieved, baby.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing my body tighter against his. His hug was warm; I couldn’t believe that the feeling is mutual. I detached myself from him to allow him space, “So where’d you go?” I asked trying not to seem so obsessed.
“I’m not ready to talk about it, but what about you? Marissa mentioned you have a new boyfriend.” Harry inquired. I shut my eyes momentarily before taking a deep breath, “Yeah, his name’s Ashton.” I opened my eyes.
“You love him?” Harry questioned me.
“No, we haven’t been dating long. He’s cool though.” I played with the locket on my chest trying to avoid eye contact.
“If I had a girlfriend, how would you react?” his eyes desperately looked into mine. Why is he asking me this? I don’t fucking know how I’d react, I know I’d be pissed but its not like him and I are exclusive besides I have Ashton. “I mean I don’t know. I have a boyfriend, yeah, but- you know what? I have no idea where I’m going with this.” I commented.
“I was curious, sorry for making you feel uncomfortable.” He coughed dryly.
“Let’s hang out.” I suggested.
He stared at me for a few seconds, he was debating whether it’d be a good idea or not. We both know it’s not but that doesn’t change the fact that we both ache for us to be close to each other again.
He hummed lightly “Meet me after school, I’ll drive you around to different places. It’ll be fun.” He winked at me. Yeah hanging out with him might be wrong however I don’t give a shit. I’ve been dying to do something fun; Ashton hardly ever takes me out so if he can’t then it might as well be Harry. I always feel rush and excitement when I’m with him so it’s basically a win.
“Sounds great. Um how long till this period ends?” I asked him hoping that it we can spend the rest of this time together. “About fifteen, wanna come with me to make copies of the these worksheets” He held them up for a couple seconds, “Marissa has a shit load of work for me to do.” He commented.
“Yeah, it’s not like I have anything to do anyways.” I grabbed the folder containing the work sheets from him and made my way to the copy room. Harry followed behind me with a grin on his face.
Notes
found these photoshopped pics and well i wanted to show you guys
Ugh this story is killing me! I love it!!!
6/22/15