Melina Jensen was just your average every day 19 year old trying to sort out her life. Planning your future is hard, but what happens when your old friend and ex-boyfriend Harry Styles, who is now part of boy band sensation One Direction, asks you to become his stylist?! Add in his quirky band mates, an over protective step-mother and new love interest in a now famous old flame and you have a very interesting future ahead……
Chapter 1
“Melina ballerina it’s time to wake up pumpkin” I heard an over chipper voice say and I could just make out the distinct figure that was my flat mate Jas. I could also make out that Jas had a large black mustache on.
“Jas, why in the world do you have a mustache on?” I said as I sat up in my bed and adjusted my eyes to the brightness.
“Because silly, its eleven thirty on a Sunday morning and I thought you would find my mustache quite amusing. Do I look ugly? Cause I thought I might wear it out. Creep out the elderly down at the supermarket?” said Jas as she flipped her blonde hair off her shoulder and struck a pose.
It was impossible for Jas to look ugly. She was just one of those naturally beautiful people everybody liked. Bitch
“Of course you don’t my love, but I will not be joining you on your mustache parade. No need for the elderly to be creped out this early in the morning. Now please leave my room and allow me to change so we can go food shopping” I said as I hopped out of bed and strode over to my wardrobe.
“Of course Master, I shall go make breakfast” said Jas as she curtsied and left the room.
I laughed to myself quietly. Jas was an absolute nut, but that was what made us such great friends. She was crazy and a nut and I was more reserved and didn’t need the spotlight. We were Ying and Yang.
I stepped into my wardrobe and fingered many items before settling on a light purple jersey dress and a matching dark purple tartan coat. It was cold out on the streets of London and being freezing cold was something I did not enjoy. I grabbed a pair of black stockings embroided with small love hearts and walked to my bathroom to get changed.
My bathroom was my absolute favourite thing in my whole flat. It was painted light pink and had a mirror framed with light bulbs that lightened the whole room. There was a window that overlooked the street and if I was lucky sometimes the fit guy from down the street would run past with his dog. Sometimes. If I was lucky.
I quickly dressed and started to work on my hair. It was strawberry blonde and unlike Jas’s it didn’t stay pin straight. It was wavy and reached down to my waist making it very hard to work with so most days I just let it hang down. Days like today.
I finished my hair and got on to my makeup. My most absolute favourite thing to do. I was an aspiring makeup artist who after finishing my beauty course at the University was working in a small beauty salon, named Halen’s Spa and Beauty, on the corner of Gratel Street. I was lucky to get a job there as most people didn’t employ 19 year olds straight out of beauty school, but Halen saw something in me the others didn’t and gave me a job straight up with 4 shifts a week.
After much consideration and peeping out the window, I decided on a natural smoky eye with light lippy and a peach blush. Happy makeup for a happy Sunday.
After finishing everything and grabbing my bag I ran down the stairs pulling my boots on as I went.
“Melina you ready? We need to go! I have other people to lease today you now!’’ said Jas as I landed at the bottom of the stairs.
“Didn’t you make breakfast” I asked in confusion as I shouldered my bag
“Yes but you were slow so I ate it” she said as she tugged on my arm and pulled me towards the door. “Now let’s go!”
It was cold outside as we walked down the street and I breathed in the frosty air
“Mina, look I’m a butterfly” said Jas as she flapped her arms.
“Yes you are you nut now hurry! I’m freezing!” I said in response burying my fingers deep into my coat.
“Alright Frosty, I’ll hurry!” she said pulling on my arm and making us run down the street till we were inside the warm Supermarket.
Once inside we began shopping for our daily essentials like food, shampoo, conditioner, Wagon Wheels, Cheerio’s and Nutella. Maybe not everything was essential.
As we made our way to the counter “Little Things” by One Direction started playing. My heart started beating faster and I felt all clammy inside. Please be past his solo……
Jas started singing along loudly and the old women at the cash register gave her a funny look.
“Do you like this song dear?” asked the lady amusedly as she started to scan through our items.
“Yeah I do! One direction is the best! My friend here, Melina used to da-“she said but my hand muffled her last words.
“Used to like them” I said, trying to ignore the music in the background “Sorta over the whole boy band thing now. To mainstream”
I unclamped my hand off of Jas’s mouth shot her a dirty glare that immediately shut her up.
“Oh that’s alright, every goes through phases. I was one of The Beatles girls! Do not get me started on John Lennon” She exclaimed going into a daydream. She gathered herself almost immediately and said “Sorry loves bit of a daze there, that’ll be 75 pounds”.
As I handed her the money the photo I had always had in my wallet suddenly fell out and landed in the ladies hand.
“Oh love, you dropped your photo!” she said as she examined it “Is that your boyfriend? He’s awfully handsome, beautiful curls I might add. That’s a lovely photo of you two”
She handed me back the photo and I looked at it before placing it in my wallet. It was a nice photo.
“Actually” said Jas “He’s her ex-boyfriend! I didn’t even know she still had that photo. I think she misses him” She non-discreetly whispered to the lady and winked at me.
The lady laughed at her before a look of surprise crossed her face.
“Well it must be your lucky day” She said to me “He’s coming over”
My heart stopped as I turned around only to come face to face with him.
“Hello Melina”
His eyes were as green as ever, with his chocolate curls swept across his face and a dimpled smirk planted firmly across his face.
He was a perfect as I remembered. Bugger
“Hello Harry”
