(Mels POV)

"Ouch!" I yelled in pain. I look up and try to see the person who had just elbowed me in the head while dancing. Argh this is why I hate night clubs. Whenever I take a step on the dance floor something happens. I think I am concussed. He had curly hair and what seemed as tall as a giraffe, then again the strobe lights made it harder to see.
He put his hand out to help me get up but I was already in a bad mood so I got up myself. I herd him chuckle as I walked away.
"Can I please have an ice-pack?" I asked the bar tender. He rolled his eyes as if he was sick of that question and handed me one. I sat there feelings like my head was going to explode. This stupid person has given me a lump on my head the size of a golf ball and I headache. I hate him and I don't even know him. Now tomorrow is rushing threw my mind. What is everyone at work going to ask? Will I have to explain to them that I was at a club on the dance floor on a worknight? How does that seem responsible!? Just calm down... You are over-reacting, you always do this.

"One apple martini please." This man said with a husky voice. I couldn't be bothered to look but I could feel eyes on me. "Actually make that 2." He said again. What? I look over to see this guy, staring at me with a cheeky grin. It was the person who elbowed me in the head! I instantly feel up with fire but tame myself. No one else was around so I assumed he got the second martini as an apology. I just roll my eyes at him and go back to holding the ice on my forehead. Stop staring... It's what I hate most. Not just because I hate him, but anyone staring. It feels like they are looking for all my flaws, makes me self concious. I am a really confident person. I know I am smart and if I set myself a goal I wont give up but I am really self concious. "Do you mind!?" I snap at him. "Sorry, I just can't help it. That is a massive lump! I'm sorry." He giggled.
"Yeah a massive lump and a banging headache!" I snap even sharper. "Go home then?" He said in a questioning voice. "I can't. I have to wait for my friends to finish partying. They are my lift home, not that it's any of your buisness." I made sure I sounded annoyed so he would stop talking to me. "2 martinis." The bartender passes us our drinks. I push mine towards this annoying man. He laughs. "I can drive you home? Well not me, my friend, he hasn't drunk." He offers. What the hell? I don't even know this guy, let alone like him and he is offering me a ride home. "I don't even know you. Now if you don't mind, I want to get back to being alone with my lump and headache." I tried to make him feel guilty, cause he should. "I said I was sorry" I could tell there wasn't a smile on his face anymore which made me happy. "My name is Harry." I felt a bit guilty for making him feel guilty so I finally get the effort to look at him. He had thin red lips that reminded me of a cherry when the light hits it. His eyes are big and green with a tinge of hazel. His nose is like a button, wide but cute. He has light brown hair that was messy but tamed, curly and looked well looked after, I have the urge to run my hands thew it. He was really quite beautiful. I realised that while examining his face I was staring so it made him smile. He has a cheeky smile, it went up to one side more then the other. "Sorry I think I am concussed, my name is Mel." I responde with a calm tone in my voice to make things less akward after my accidental stare. He put his hand out to shake it but I turn back to holding the ice against my head.

"Mel! There you are! We have been waiting for you to come dance" Caitlin, my bestfriend saying while running up to me out of no where. "Sorry I got h-" I start to explain but get rudely interrupted by my other 'best friend' Sarah "Who is this, please don't be rude and introduce us Mel." Sarah really gets on my nerves because, well, she is a slut and has never really been trustworthy. She is backstabbed me many times but I can't be bothered holding it against her. I think I am too forgiving. She stares at Harry with that look she does when she wants something, he was staring back with his cheeky smiled and slightly raised eyebrows. I could tell they were thinking the same thing. Sex. For some reason it irritated me more then Sarah usually does. I stared at Caitlin, she rolled her eyes. Caitlin and I are like sisters, she has been my bestfriend since I remember. We all go threw bad times and act as if we will never talk again but deep down we know we love eachother. She feels the same way about Sarah as I do but we are both too nice. Even though Sarah and Caitlin are more alike then Caitlin and I, their relationship will never be like ours.
"So, we ready to leave?" I say with alot of emphasis in the so. "Already?" Sarah question without taking her eye off of Harry. "Well then why not let Harry take you home?" I put a tone of irritation in my voice. Caitlin put her hand on my shoulder to calm me down a bit. "Sounds fine with me!" Harry said without taking his eyes off of her. Why am I getting so mad!? "Come on, lets go Mel." Cat said whilst pulling me away. As we are walking towards the exit I look behind and I see Sarah standing between Harrys leg and his arms around her waist, slowly moving down to her behind. "What happened to your head?" Caitlin distracts me and laughs. "Don't even ask." I chuckled.

Notes

This is the first time I have ever written a story!