"But I wanted to kiss him! But I wanted to kiss him!" I mumbled. It was a dream? All a dream?
"What are you talking about? Melosa, get up, love!" Liam said, lightly shaking me trying not to hurt me.
What? So I was in a car accident with them. They did stay in my hospital room. They? I dreamt the fight Harry and Niall had over who gets to stay overnight with me. Liam, Harry, and Niall were all still here.
"What was your dream about, love?" Liam asked.
"uh, I um...." I trailed off. But he raised an eyebrow and I couldn't resist but finish. "uh I dreamt about um, uh, yo-... One Direction?" I basically whispered so only Liam could hear. I looked at him for approval. He smiled.
"That's so sweet. You're dedicated, aren't you?" Liam said. I gave a small nod. The door opened fast, slamming against the inner wall.
"FOODS HE-" Louis stopped screaming and stared at me. My eyes glared at him, tiredly. "Oh um sorry, Mel. I thought you were already up.." Liam glared a death stare at him too.
"Louis, you shouldn't burst through doors screaming about foo-"Liam was cut off.
"FOOD FOOD FOOD!!!" Niall went crazy. I thought he was sleeping? I guess the word 'food' wakes him up.
Zayn was behind Louis, but jumped in front of him to prevent Niall from eating the food, "no Niall, the food is for Melo-"
I cut Zayn off, "you can call me Mel..."
Zayn ignored my statement. "this food is for Melosa!"
Harry hopped up and walked to my hospital bed and sat down. He whispered in my ear, "I know your name is Melosa and you want everyone to call you Mel but.. I'm going to call you Melo." I glared at him, still shy towards him because I don't know exactly all he did when he had my phone. Harry then helped me get up to eat my food. Harry played with my bed head hair. Brushing it and doing messy styles and always ending up taking them out.
"Harry, since you and Melosa get along so well, your going to stay with her from now until tomorrow at 1 PM we'll be back to hang and leave one person behind at 9 PM and this will be our daily routine. I'll work the rest out later but so far, you have Wednesday's, Harry!" Liam said, grabbing his stuff. Harry nodded in agreement. I was stuck on 'Melosa'.. Why wouldn't he call me 'Mel'.
They said their goodbyes. "I'm sorry, Melosa, we'd stay. But we have an interview today. Just relax, Harry will be nice." Liam said.
"Doesn't Harry have to go to the interview too?" I questioned.
"Oh well we already worked it out.. We're going to set him up on a flatscreen on Skype and still kinda be at the interview. Hope you don't mind him talking?" Liam spoke.
I nodded, "No, it's fine." I agreed. They piled out of the room leaving Harry. "Can you hand me my phone, Harry?"
"Here ya go, Melo!" Harry handed me my phone. "So how are ya?"
"I'm good!" I said, checking my Twitter. "How are you?"
"Good." He said cheekily. "What's wrong." I had terror written all over my face.
"I-I.. Why-what? I-I don't u-understand." I spoke, stuttering, staring at my phone's screen. Harry took my phone and opened one of the many messages that stood in my twitter account. It read:
Wow. You must feel pretty special with Harry, Liam, and Louis following you, eh? Well don't let it get to ya, they just feel sorry for ya! I bet you didn't even have surgery! Your just lying!"
Another read:
Oh! You think you're all nice and amazing. Well drop the act! Everyone knows you didn't have surgery, so shut up!
Harry's face turned pale. "Here! I edited your settings so only Sophie, Liam, Louis, and I can message you. Feel free to add your other friends who won't harass you!" Harry handed me my phone back. I flashed him a fake smile.
"Thanks." I finally spoke.
I decided to tweet:
I'm getting so many followers and getting so much hate mail at the same time? Wow ok.
*sent
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A Few Hours Later
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It was now 10:37 AM. I was just woke up from a little nap. What's going on? I sat up startled. Harry Styles was laying in my hospital bed, beside me. I was laying on his chest. He was shirtless. I was laying on Harry Styles's shirtless chest! I began to fangirl in my head. I checked twitter:
Harry Styles: @melodramatic isn't lying! I'm here with her now.
A picture appeared under his tweet. The picture was of me, sleeping and him kissing my forehead.
He was still asleep and I just laid back down on his chest, hugging him. "So you like me here!" The body below my head and in my arms vibrated. Crap! He's awake. I blushed.
I jumped up. "What? No! I um, it looked uh, like you were cold?" my voice sounded like it was a question.
My phone vibrated. Picture message from Harry? I looked at the photo and looked at him.
"You talk in your sleep by the way. I thought you were awake. You liked the idea." Harry spoke. The picture was Harry and I kissing. His lips pressed against mine.
"You kissed me?!" I was kinda furious kinda happy but only had shown the furious side. "While I was sleeping!"
"But you asked me to!" He said, defending his actions.
I wasn't really mad. "Was I good?"
He chuckled. "Amazing!" I blushed. "Was I any good?" he asked.
"I-I was asleep. I don't even remember what happened." I said, checking the time. It was 12:36.
"Oh. Well, then... I um. Guess we don't know." He laughed the current question off, looking disappointed. "You're gorgeous."
I looked in my phone's camera. "Um. I look horrible!"
Harry leaned near me, placing his lips by my ear, whispering.
