Waves~Harry fanfic

Chapter 3

~Harry's POV~

"HARRY I LOVE YOUU!. LET ME LOVE YOUU." A little girl screamed my name as I sat down, waiting for Ed to pick me up. Security guards blocked the growing crowd, but because I love my fans, I signed a few autographs, and posed in some photos.

"I love you, too." I smiled and waved. I wonder what was taking them so long. Ed texted me a few moments ago, saying they were here, but I don't see them anywhere. I'm a bit nervous though. I've seen a few videos of Melinda on stage on YouTube, and I have to say, she's quite good, a bit too good. It's intimidating. Plus she's pretty-beautiful even. What if I say or do something stupid? I have to live with the girl for a year...what if she ends up hating me or something? What if she already fanicies another guy? I bet she likes Niall. Everybody likes Niall. He's too adorable for anyone not to like him, and I? I'm just Harry.

~Melinda's POV~

"No, no, no. Rock totally beats paper,"

"No! stop cheating, Mel! Paper covers rock!"

We sat in the airport parking lot. Being the lazy bums that we are, I didn't feel like getting out of the car, and neither did Ed, but somebody had to go get Harry, so we played Rock, paper, scissors.

"He's your friend,"

"Yeah, but if I go in there, there's a chance I could get mobbed too."

"Oh, and there's not a chance that I could?" I bit my lip, and slid my feet off the dash. Ed smirked.

"Why doesn't he come outside?"

"Look," Ed pointed to another crowd of girls.

"How did they know he was here?"

"That's the beauty of twittah."

I rolled down the window, feeling a bit claustrophobic, and gazed at the mass of teen girls, screaming, and pressing their faces up against the glass windows. Security guards held them back, but a few girls snuck in.

"But how am I supposed to get passed those guards?"

"Just tell 'em why you're goin' in,"

"Oh, yes. They're totally going to buy that. 'Hello yes, I'm here to pick up Harry Styles,' LIKE ALL THE OTHER GIRLS."

Ed laughed at me, and shook his head.

"What?" I asked.

"You're so cute."

I punched his arm playfully, and he nodded.

"So it's settled, you're going after him."

~Harry's POV~

It's been ten minutes, and still no sign of Ed. It seems as if there is more and more girls. Cameras flash, and girls are screaming and crying. I love and appreciate them so much, but I'm a bit tired of it at the moment. I just want to find Ed, and go home...to my new home. I take out my phone, and just as I'm about to call Ed, I hear:

"Let go of me, man! I'm here to pick up Harry! I'm not a crazy fan, I swear!!" Melinda. I'm pretty sure it's her, I'd recognize those dazzling brown eyes, anywhere. And those curves...

"Guys, let her go! She's with me." I say, as the two gorilla sized men holding her are about to throw her outside. They set her down, and apologize for lifting her off the ground and almost throwing her out. She rolls her eyes, and says 'it's alright,' but I know she doesn't mean it. Feisty. I like it.

For a moment we stand there, just staring into each other's eyes. I open my mouth, but no words are able to escape my lips.

"H-Hi. I'm Melinda," She says, finally. She takes my hand, and shakes it.

"Hi. I'm Harry."

I know it's weird, but I don't let go of her hand. She doesn't seem to mind...too much. Well of course, when she pulls it out of mine, and laughs awkwardly.

"So...I guess you're my new roomie."

"Basically."

I've never felt so tongue tied before in my life.

"Well," She said as she looked at the crowd of girls behind us. "We should go. Ed is waiting in the car,"

"Right, right. It's nice to meet you, Melinda."

She smiles at me, and I swear I'm blushing. Her cheeks turn a bit rosy, as well.

"Nice to meet you too. Shall we go?"

"Yeah."

She helps me with my bags, and just as we're about to leave, my phone beeps. It's a text from Ed: "Hey, Mate. You're probably going to want to hurry up. Look outside."

Melinda and I walk outside to a truly terrifying sight...Ed's car is SURROUNDED by at least one hundred girls, banging on the windows, and trying to get in.

"Well," Melinda says. "I hope he doesn't end up running them over."