Pity Party

MELANIE POV
I can’t believe I’m turning 17 today and I can’t wait to see Harry. Thinking to myself, I’m desperately wanting to know what he thinks about me. Melanie Payne, the little innocent school girl that does whatever she is told.

The one that gets all A’s. That is always respectful to everyone. The one that stays hidden. In my opinion I think he knows me like no other, minus Liliana who is my main bitch since kinder.
Liliana and I have been through tough times, are high and lows. I was there to support her as well as her mum or my second mum in my eyes when her dad and mum got a divorce. And she was there when my dad abused my mum.

I told her it was a onetime thing that he never did that before. Which was as complete lie. He beat like there was no tomorrow on a daily basis. Lilly (Liliana’s nickname) promised that she will never tell anyone, she wasn’t supposed to see my dad hit my mum.
It was just a bad timing, I guess. I love her so much though. Lilly is like a sister I never had. Always at my house eating all my food, borrowing my clothes, she even calls my parents mum and dad.

(Does anyone have that type of best friend? Shout out to my best friends Ashley and Sheyla!!!!)
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My parents and my little brother David went to the Caribbean’s for my father’s employer’s wedding. I kind of wanted to go but my parents said they trusted me if I stayed home by myself for a week and said I could throw a party for myself.
So that’s what I’m doing. Eagerly waiting for everyone to show up I put on a song by P!ATD. As I start to sing the familiar lyrics I start to dance crazy.

“Girls love girls and boys,
Sophisticated, manipulated
Girls love girls and boys
Sophisticated, manipulated
And never did I think that I
Would be caught in the way you got me but girls love girls and boys”
(A/N.. I LOVE THIS SONG SOOOO MUCH!!!!)

But as I got to the rest of the song I got notification stating
MY BABE HARRY: Hey baby girl, I’m really sorry that I can’t make it to your party but I’ll make it up to you princess
I quickly reply with…

TO MY BABE HARRY: Why can’t you make it Harry? I really wanted you to be here…

MY BABE HARRY: Something came up, believe me I really want to be there princess.. love you babe.. I promise I will make it up to you!

TO MY BABE HARRY: K

MY BABE HARRY: Princess are you mad?

TO MY BABE HARRY: No, I’m fine, just go do your busy things.

MY BABE HARRY: I’m really sorry baby, I will make it up to you!

Harry and I have a weird relationship. We are not dating but I’ve had a crush on him ever since he move down the block two years ago. We walk to school in the morning holding hands and I have all my classes with him minus algebra and orchestra.

So I sit by him in the rest of the classes. One time the teacher had no more desks for me to sit so Harry let me sit him. The teacher seemed fine with it but in the middle of our study I had to shift myself and I accidentally grinded on his d*ck

He let out a low groan. I could feel his bulge on my @ss. It made me blush like crazy. I tried to get up but he held my waist tight not wanting me to move. Which made my core tingle.
After class we just smiled and acted like it didn’t happen. That’s our relationship. I didn’t know what the hell you would call it but yeah.
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It has been an hour and no one has showed up. I start to text all my other friends asking if they were on their way and they all said, “something came up”
I started to cry not because they weren’t coming to my party but because they weren’t coming to my party but because, it was my 17 and it’s like all my other birthdays.. just me, myself and I throwing another Pity Party.

HARRY’S POV
I got all of Melanie’s friends to cancel on her birthday party! Hey don’t think I’m a d*ck or something. It’s for a good reason. We all are going to her house with all these balloons and gifts. And a huge surprise party at my house.

I can’t wait to see her face when I give this necklace to her. It’s a locket with a photo of her and I when we were holding hands while we swung on the swing set at the park.
Lilly took the picture and I can’t help but get butterflies when I see it. It also has an engraving.

I love you Melanie, always & forever
Love, Harry

I hope she likes it. It hurt me so much when I text her “I wasn’t going.” But it’s for a good reason. I want her to feel special like a princes. I honestly have a crush on her ever since I laid eyes on her. There was one time when our teacher didn’t have enough seats and I let her sit on my lap.

She seemed to feel really comfortable until she shift her position and then it happened. The worst case scenario my d*ck went hard in 0.2 seconds. I let out a low groan. God she turned me on.

And by the way by the way she was blushing I think I turned her on too. She tried to getup though but I kept her in place with my hands on her waist. My d*ck on her beautiful @ss. And I didn’t want her to leave.

When class was over we just walked out pretending it didn’t happen but once I got home. (Lord help me) I pumped myself moaning her name.
Imaging me pounding into her while she screamed my name. In all honesty I would do anything to make her forever mine.

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I told the other to meet up at Melanie’s place at 2:30 but I was going to go over an hour early to surprise her with my gift. My heart raced every step I took to her house.
All these nervous feelings were scrambling in my mind. I finally got to her house. As I walked in her music was playing.

“It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to cry, cry, cry,
I’ll cry until the candles burn down this place, I’ll cry
until my Pity Part’s in flames”

Then I heard faint cries coming from her bedroom, not bothering to knock I just walked straight in and I could not believe what I am seeing.

MELANIE POV
I can’t believe they all bailed on me, even my best friend Lily. I couldn’t help but feel like everyone hated me. I turned my music up. And started to sing and cry at the same time.

“It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to cry, cry, cry,
I’ll cry until the candles burn down this place, I’ll cry
until my Pity Part’s in flames”

It turns out that I was just crying hugging my legs to my chest. And I couldn’t help the urge anymore. I walked to my dresser, pulled out my blade that I hadn’t used in two days, and slit my wrist that had scars on them already from previous cuts.

I cut two more lines and as I started to cut my last strand my door flies open and I see this puzzled heartbroken Harry.

Notes

A/N: Well Hello, My name is Teresa and I uploaded my book to the website because some of y’all couldn’t use wattpad. So here it is. I will try and update the rest of my chapters during the week.
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Teresa Bravo