The next morning I woke up with a killer headache it hurt like a bitch. I got up out of bed and to the bathroom to get some aspirin. I took the tablets then took a shower. And guess what school was in two hours whoopdie doo. I climbed out of the show and to my bedroom and to my closet. I threw on a rolling stones t shirt and blue super skinny jeans. After I got dressed I realized that I had an hour left to do what I want. Then I heard my phone go off. Harry.
From Harry
Good morning beautiful. That was some show you just put on for me.;)
I looked out my window realizing I left it wide open and Harry was standing in the side of the rode staring right into it.
To Harry
Umm first of all, what are you doing at my house and second of all, you're disgusting you perv.
From Harry
Well if you didn't leave your shades open maybe I would have seen anything and I'm taking you out to Starbucks for breakfast my new girlfriend that no one knows about.
I'll be down in a sec hold on. Send. I went downstairs and past my dad and out to Harry's car.
"Good morning beautiful" he said smoothly
"Stop fucking calling me that you know I'm ugly, so why tell me otherwise?"
"Because you are beautiful and anyone who says otherwise will be hurt."
"Stop I'm not pretty and that's final."
"That's what you think." I heard him speak under his breath. He poem the door like the classy gentleman that he isn't and I hopped in. He went around the other side and got in and we drove off.
"Why can't I call you beautiful?"
"Because I'm not"
"Don't fuck yourself over like, that you are beautiful and if you don't stop I will keep telling you're beautiful until you believe it."
"Well I so won't so don't try"
"Oh Melissa I have my ways." I gave him the death glare and went back to staring out the window.
"Okay here's a deal." He stopped me from talking.
"You admit you're pretty and were done here." he said smiling.
"No, if you can do a handstand,not a headstand a handstand, I will believe that I'm pretty, and you can call me pretty as much as you please. Deal?"
"Deal, I will do a handstand when we get to Starbucks." My heart started to race I don't want him to call me beautiful, but what if he can do a handstand what will happen then. We got to Starbucks.
"Ready to lose Styles?"
"I'm ready to win and then get to call you anything but ugly." He paused "because you're not." He mumbled the last part but I still heard it. Before we went in Harry got in position to do the handstand and actually did it. He was right there just doing a handstand he came down from the position he was in.
"I told you I could do it"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That's what was going on in my head. I can't believe he did it.
"The beautiful girl loses and the petty boy wins."
"Stop calling me that." I almost started to cry. I tried to hold it back but the tears came falling out and my knees felt weak and I dropped to the ground. Harry came rushing by my side.
"Melissa what's wrong."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT MY FATHER ALWAYS CALLS ME UGLY AND I KNOW ITS TRUE!" The tears came rushing out faster and faster. Harry got me up on my feet and walked me into the cafè. I sat in the booth while Harry went to the counter to get me something to calm me down. I blacked out right as he had the drinks.
***Harry's POV***
I was walking over to the booth when all of a sudden she passed out in the booth. I ran over next to her.
"I need some help she just passed out!" The people behind the counter came rushing out with a wet rag. They handed it to me and I dabbed the rag in her forehead. I wasn't working I asked for a glass of water. When the man came back with the water I dumped it on her face to wake her up and boy dis she wake up in an instant
"WHO THE FUCK POURED WATER ON MY FUCKING FACE!?" She screamed at the top of her lungs. I laughed thinking it was adorable that she freaked out so much.
"Babe, it was me, I poured the water on your face, you passed out and I poured water on your face and here we are now." I couldn't help but laugh at the event that just took place.
She looked around the room and started to blush. I love when she does that it reminds me of when Gemma freaked out because she had I toy spider on her arm. That was massively funny.
"C-can w-we go now please?" she spoke softly. I nodded and walked out of the building to the car. I carried Melissa bridal style out of there because she didn't want to walk. I thanked the people for helping me and left.
"Melissa are you okay? You seem a little weird lately."
"Yeah I'm fine." she looked at me with black eyes the same kind of eyes that Niall has when he's high.
"Have you been smoking anything?" I asked seriously. She looked at me with those eyes that are usually blue but now seem black.
"W-why would I do that.?" Her voice sounded shaken I could tell she was lying. I just went along with what she said and drove off. I told her she had to stay home today at my house with me so I could take care of her. She didn't reject the offer. We went to my house and I carried her in. Again. I brought her upstairs and placed her my bed. She passed out and I went downstairs to tell my mom and the school. I wonder if she really was lying about smoking. I will find out. I grabbed her purse and went though it. I don't think she'll care. Will she?
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HAIIII GUYSSS I'M BACK. I had a really tough week with my stupid (excuse my French) ass gym teacher and I almost walked out of school buuuut luckily I didn't and then I I got sick so I didn't get to update as soon as I wanted to sooooooo YEAH.........ANYWAYS I hope you guys liked this chapter and Vote Comment Fan Follow whatevz follow me on Twitter I'll leave it down below this message.
Milliie.xxx
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