Sweet like sugar

(Harrys POV)
Ah, that's bright. I look at to clock, 9am. Gee it's earlier. I look down at Mel, I can't believe we had sex! It was the most amazing thing. I have had sex before of course but that was like nothing I have ever done. It was special. I am looking down at her and she is so beautiful. She sleeps like an angel, so peacfully. Wait crap, Harry what were you thinking! She might want a relationship. I'm not ready for that... Maybe I should leave. I slowly slide my hand from under her and realise I am completely naked. I look for my clothes. Once I found them I grap my shoes and tip toe out.
I feel weird... like something in me has changed. I don't know if I should talk to one of the boys about this or forget anything ever happened. Thank god they'd still be sleeping.

(Mels POV)
My eyes are half open and I look at the clock, oh shit it's 9:40am!! How could I have slept in! Then the realisation of what happened last night went threw my head. Continuous flashbacks kept coming of it. It was... amazing, different. I feel weird. I am thinking to myself about it when I look to the side. Wait, where is he? Maybe he is in the shower? So I walk threw the bathroom and he is not there... I go to the kitchen thinking he was making breakfast. No not there either. Nice. I am used to being a one night stand and I never usually care, but... This was different. I tear goes down my face, wait am I crying? No stop Mel! You are stronger then this.
I call up work and tell them that I have broken my right wrist. "Oh that's no good! We can give you as much time off as you need" Said my boss. I wasn't to suprised. I am a good worker and this is the first time anything gone wrong, suprisingly. Ever since I have met harry everythings been messy. Time for a shower before I start crying again. I couldn't be bothered with my regular routine. I just sat on the floor and remembered everything; He called me beautiful, without make up, how he got so mad for me calling him a liar, he got upset that I wouldn't look him in the eye and that we had sex, and it was different.
I don't know if it was for him but I know for sure it was for me. Tears start rushing down my face. I can't believe this, I am breaking down on the shower floor, over a boy. My heart litterally ached. I finally got the strength to get out of the shower.

I wrapped my towel around me and instead of my usual routine, I went into my bedroom and fell on to my bed. It was messy from last night. I hope that I see him again but at the same time I really don't want to.

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