Opposites

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Mouis birthday selfie above^ !!

Melody

I slip on my white high heels, then run downstairs looking for Harry or Louis. I groan when I find no one in the kitchen, then I run into the living room quickly. I see Louis looking out of the window with his hands in his pockets, his back facing me. "Lou!" I shriek.

He spins around and smiles. I approach him, then suddenly my ankle sprawls a bit and Louis holds my waist tightly. "Whoah there, be careful."

I giggle, "I'm still getting used to these heels."

"What were you calling me for?"

I wide my eyes, "Oh yeah! Can you zip my dress up, please?" Louis nods, then I turn around. I don't feel his hand on the zipper nor on my shoulders. I turn my head backwards a bit, to see him looking out of the window again slightly smirking. "Louis.." I snap him out of his trance and he immediately utters an apology.

I move my hair away, revealing my bare shoulder. Louis traces his finger on my shoulder then he brings it down to the zipper. He pulls it up as slowly as he can, then says against my neck, "Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight?"

I suck in breath and stammer, "Uh, t-thank you."

I fiddle with my fingers getting annoyed that Louis' pulling the zipper too slow. "Can you hurry up? The guests are going to be here any minute now."

He finally zips it up, then moves my hair down again. I turn around again to thank him and he surprises me with a kiss on the cheek. Why is he acting so..weird? I give him a small nod and walk past him to search for Harry. When I find him, his smile widens and his eyes widen. "You look beautiful." He gasps suddenly, "Oh! I forgot, wear this." Harry hands me a pink tiara, to wear on my head. I chuckle and put it on anyways.

The doorbell rings, and I stop my movements running to the door excitedly. This might be Za—

But when I open the door I get faced with a brunette woman, who looks around her mid 30's. She's very thin comparing to her age, wearing a tight white skirt showing off her curves with a black sleeveless blouse on top. She looks very elegant and well, beautiful. I scan her face, her lips are full covered with a bright red lipstick. I move my stare to her eyes, and they are a crystal blue.

"Isabella! Please, come in!" Harry's voice booms behind me. We move out of the way to let Isabella, which till now is unknown to me, enter the house.

"Isabella, this is Melody. My baby sister." I blush when Harry says 'baby'. I'm turning twenty for god's sake.

"Melody, this is Isabella. She works with me at the bakery." Harry introduces her. Isabella engulfs me with a bone-crushing hug.

She gushes, "Harry talks about you a lot! And happy birthday sweetheart!" Isabella pulls away from the hug, and hands me a large bag.

"Oh, thank you Isabella. You really didn't have to do that." I smile, gesturing to the present.

"Oh please, it's your birthday! And call me Bella." She grins.

I smile and leave Harry and Bella talking, while I go get my phone to text Zayn.

Me: Hey :) I'm waiting for you..Where are you?

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I sigh, it's been an hour since I sent the message to Zayn, and he didn't bother to reply. The whole house is now full of random people, and may I add that Harry introduced me to every single person in this house?