Wishes

*Melissa's POV*
I wake up to the sound of rain pelting down on our roof. I reluctantly get out of bed to make myself some breakfast. On my way to the kitchen, I peek into Nicci's room. She's still passed out, in the middle of her bed, laying on her stomach with her arms and legs spread out. She has such funny sleeping positions. I chuckle and head to the kitchen. I gobble up some toast. I glance at the clock on the kitchen wall. 10:05 am. I overslept a little. I can make it to Starbucks and back before Nicci wakes up, she isn't due to surface for another three or four hours. I take my time with showering and getting ready. I put my hear up in a messy bun and change into this http://www.polyvore.com/be_yourself_everyone_else_is/set?id=108422565 . I grab my car keys, locking the door behind me, and started running to my car through the cold pellets of rain.

*in Starbucks*
*Melissa's POV*
I'm walking towards the counter, thinking about what I'll have, when I look at the clerk and I realise that it's THE Harry Styles. My heart starts pounding wickedly fast and my palms start sweating. Okay Mel. Time for a pep talk. You can do this girl. Chill. You got this. He's just a regular guy and I'm just a regular girl, buying coffee from him. No biggie. "Hi, welcome to Starbucks. What'll it be, pretty lady?" He grins and winks while saying that. "I um..er.. I.. " I take a deep breath to calm myself. Channeling my inner Nicci, I say:"Just give me your favourite." while grinning. "Coming right up," He says. "You go take a seat, I'll bring it to you." I nod and walk to the nearest table, taking a seat.

*Harry's POV*
She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. "You go take a seat, I'll bring it to you." I can feel myself grinning. Why did I say that? She probably thinks I'm the pushiest guy ever. Maybe I can get Brett to take the coffee to her. No. No way am I chickening out. I need to have her. Oh fuck it. Here I go. I take a deep breath, grab the coffee and head to her table. "Hello again." I say, handing her the coffee. "Hi, thanks!" she says taking it from me. "May I?" I ask, pointing at the empty seat next to her. "Go ahead." she says. I sit. "Aren't you going to get in trouble for sitting on the job?" she asks. "Nah, my break's coming up anyway. I'm Harry, by the way. Harry Styles." I say holding my hand out. She puts her slender hand in mine. "Melissa Gloy." She says smiling. "Nice to meet you, Melissa." "Likewise." Awkward silence. "So Melissa. I don't recognise your accent. Where are you from?" I ask. She giggles. "South Africa. Richards Bay to be precise." She says. "That's cool. But aren't there like wild animals roaming the streets?" I ask. She starts laughing. She has the most amazing laugh. "No, silly! We have wildlife reserves for them!" I suddenly feel very stupid. "Oh er.. cool. So tell me more about yourself?" "Well, what would you like to know?" "Everything." I reply. "Oh, okay. Um. Well I was born in Richards Bay, and lived there until I graduated high school two years ago. My best friend Nicci and I moved here just after we graduated. I'm allergic to cats, so I have a hairless cat called Leo. I love music and art. My favourite band is Marina and the Diamonds." "I'm quite a good singer," I say. "And I love cats. Hey!" "What?" "We've already got two things in common." I grin. I put my hand on hers and look into her eyes. "Melissa, I'm not going to lie to you. I'm attracted to you and I would like to get to know you better. Please let me take you out on Saturday?" I plead. She starts blushing. Suddenly her phone rings.

*Melissa's POV*
Harry asked me out and just before I can answer him, my phone starts ringing. "Gimme just second." I say before answering my phone. "Hello?" "Melissa. Where the fuck are you? I can't get out of the fucking apartment and I NEED food 'cause here's nothing in this mother fucking fridge I'm gonna fucking die of starvation!!!" Nicci yells."Nicci, calm down. I'm on my way, okay?" I say. "Okay." "See ya in ten." I hang up. "Sorry Harry, I've got to go. I locked Nicci inside the apartment and there's no food in the house, so she's freaking out." I say regretful. "But what about Saturday?" He asks. "Oh yeah. Here's my address and my number." I say writing them down on a napkin. "So it's a yes?" He asks. "It's a hell yes." I say. "Great." He says with a huge grin. "See ya Saturday!" "See you Harry.* I say before going out of the door and running to my car through the rain, to feed my hungry roommate. I'm just the bestest friend ever, aren't I?

*Nicci's POV*
Melissa slams the door shut with her foot while overflowing grocery bags cover her arms. "You're an angel!" I say. "Yeah I am, aren't I." she agrees. She puts the bags on the kitchen table and while I rummage through them looking for the familiar blue box of Oreos, Melissa starts talking. "So guess who's got a date on Saturday night?" She asks. "Brad Pitt." I say preoccupied. "No. Me!" She says grinning like and idiot. I finally see it. I grab it, yank it out of the bag and then I hold it over my head, grinning victoriously. "With who?" I ask. "Guess." She says. "George Clooney?" I ask. "No. HARRY FUCKING STYLES!!!!" She yells. "SHUT UP!!" I yell back. "This Saturday?" I ask. "Yeah!" She said. "Way to go Mel!" I sy hugging her. I'm so happy for her. She deserves it.

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