'You're a rich little boy,
Who's had to work for his toys,
You've got all the sensibilities,
Of an upper class guy.'
"Dinner--?" I questioned still confused.
" You heard me. And I'll pick you up at 7, if that's alright."
"I....I can't." I stammered.
" And why's that?" He asked. " Are you seeing someone, Marina?"
"Yes!" I answered too quickly. He laughed.
" You're a horrible liar." He remarked.
He stepped closer to me leaned down and kissed my cheek. Wow. This felt unreal.
" Be ready by 6. Don't make me wait, I'm a very impatient man." I was still processing his kiss when he turned on his heel and walked off.
"Wait!" I called out hastily. He turned and was all smiles.
" How will you pick me up, if you don't have my address?" I pondered.
" I know more than you think, love." He shot me his signature cheeky smile and he disappeared.
Well, I guess I have a date then.
But, all jokes aside he really is a work of art, that boy.
Very attractive. A mixture of boyish charms and undeniable sex appeal.
I mean, how could I resist ?
But, there was only one problem, I don't think we match. He belongs with a bottle blonde and I'm just a bizarre girl with a big ego.
I don't want this. Sure, I may not get dinner proposals everyday but, I like it that way. No worries or pressure.
I'm not a very interactive person.
And my original plans consisted of me sitting at home, watching films, preparing a nice meal for myself and maybe skyping with Lana.
Now, this boy had to barge in and ask me to dinner. Okay, I didn't mean it like that, I wasn't held against my will.
I just,I..I'm scared.
There, I've said it.
I can't always rely on Electra to fight my battles, I have to learn how to become my own person.
After dragging myself home, I gave myself a mental pep talk and made sure that everything would go smoothly tonight. I could not let Electra intervene and ruin everything for me.
After examining my wardrobe, I picked a suitable outfit. A picked an outfit I'm sure Electra would approve of. It consisted of a black collared crop top and a black skirt.
'Great Job Marina! You look absolutely cynical.'
I gave myself the once-over and I was pretty satisfied.
I've truely out-did myself tonight. Although, I hope Harry isn't frightened by all this black.
After scrolling through my twitter and chrcking up on Lana. The door bell went off. I checked the time and it was exactly 6 on the dot.
Either this guy was extremely punctual or a control-freak.
I hastily gave myself one last glance in the mirror and I pulled the door open.
He looked impeccable.
Harry was wearing a dark blue blazer and a well-fitted white button-up shirt.
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WILD THING
Fanfiction"Wild Thing, you make my heart sing." She was an unusual girl. Marina Diamandis is a musician living in London. She meets Lana Del Rey and it's the start of a fabulous friendship. By some marvel, Marina encounters Harry on...