(Mels POV)
Caitlin: You broke your wrist? Shit!
Me: Yeah! And infront of that guy from last nights house!
Caitlin: That is just plane weird.
Me: I think he hates me ahah
Caitlin: Wow, Mel... It actually sounded like you were upset just then!
Me: No! I don't even care. He was so rude last night, remember!
Caitlin: Yes, but he did take you to hospital.
Me: Bu- *Knocking at the door* Wait. Somenes here.
Caitlin: And the weirdness continues.
Me: I'll call you back later! Love you.
Caitlin: You better! Love you too.

"Who's there?" Seriously. No one comes to see me unless it's Caitlin or Sarah and they always text me before hand.
"It's Harry" He yells from the other side or the door. What??!!! Omg, what if I look shit, I just got out of the shower! I have no make up on! I am in my pyjamas too! What is he doing here? Oh yeah, he's coat. Open the door before it seems weird. I open it. "Oh hi?" I say and question at the same time while looking down. I really didn't want him too see me with no make up on. I don't like him or anything, but well I have no make up on! "Uh hey, I forgot my coat." Harry says. I think he was curious to why I wasn't looking at him. "Oh yeah, let me go get it" I say.
I start walking towards my bedroom and I can feel him lookin around the house and following me. Gee I must look retarded hiding my face like this. I grab his coat "Here you go" I pass it too him and hold it over my face. "Uh thanks?" He says. "All good" I say and start walking away. "What is your problem!?" Harry yells! Holly shit. Does he think I am mad at him, no! I am just hiding my face. His anger kind of made me feel weird. "What?" I ask. "You can't even look me in the eye!" He yells! What a fucking hipocript!
"You aren't the one to talk! You didn't say a word to me, or! look me in the eye when I said goodbye!" I said, still looking down. "I know and I am sorry! I tried to say something but it just wouldn't come out! If you didn't like that then why are you doing the same to me now? Trying to teach me a lesson?! It's fucking rude. You are yelling at me and still can't even fucking look me in the eye!" He yells furiously! It was kind of scary. My heart was pumping and I felt so weird. What was I meant to say? I am hiding my face cause I am ugly? "I am hiding my face cause I have no make up on! Not because I am rude like you are you prick!" I snap! Holy shit, why did I just say that. He pauses, walks towards me and puts his hand under my chin. My heart was racing as he lifts my head up. "You are hiding your face? I know we don't get along or like eachother, but you are beautiful!"
Why did that make me so angry, I pushed him with my left and yelled "Don't call me beautiful! You can't do that! All you have done is be rude to me! Don't you call me beautiful because I am not! One thing I hate more then people being rude is people lying! Just fuck off and get out of my house!" I could tell he was getting so angry. I haven't yelled like that since I was a crazy little partier. I stormed over towards me and I stepped back, scared but trying not to show it. He was right at my face and I was against the wall. What if he hits me? He hit the wall next to my face "I am not a liar! Don't you dare ever call me that!" He snapped. Wow, okay, now I know his week point. He was staring at me, like he does, into my soul. I could feel his cold breath against me face, he was standing right againt me. I could smell his clone and almost feel his body warmth. We just stood there staring at eachother in the eye. I was breathing heavily. I was turned on, that arguement was so intense. Next thing I knew, he put his hands under my ass, picked me up and pushed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waste and we were kissing.
He has such soft lips, like I imagined. It like like velvet. I could feel his soft cheeks against mine. He was so warm and I could feel his heart beating fast. He started kissing my neck. That was my week point. I was pulling on his shit and I pulled it off. He turned around with my legs still wrapped around him. He pulled me off him and pushed me on the bed.

I looked up at him. He had an amazing body. Perfect abs and he didn't have too big of muscles on his arms which I liked. He had small tattoos every where. I guess they all meant something too him. He had a butterfly on his chest which confused me but I didn't mind much. He smirked at me and pulled down my shorts. I was so turned on... He started kissing up my legs and to my stomach. He next pulled my shirt off. I wrapped my left arm around his neck and he was on top of me. We were kissing and moving in rhythem. It felt so right even though we were so wrong for eachother. This was happening and nothing else was on my mind except him.

Notes

Sorry if its abit too intense!