Last First Kiss

Chapter 25

*If confusing, read A/N, but you better read the A/N either way, otherwise I'm gonna hunt you down ;)*

Harry's P.O.V.

We had been sitting in the car back to London for 3 hours now. And we were not even halfway there... Melina was sitting in the seat next to me, mostly yawning and groaning as we stood still along with thousands of other cars. She had tried to get comfortable by taking off her -surprisingly- flat shoes and had pulled her legs to her chest, leaning her head on her knees. I could see hints of tanned skin through her bleached ripped jeans which she had matched with a striped long sleeved shirt. Her lips were coloured a bright pink, to give the outfit a hint of colour, and she had brought her eyes out with some simple make-up. She groaned once again, throwing her head back

"Sorry it's taking so long. I shouldn't have brought you in the first place" I mumbled as I tightened my grip on the steering wheel out of frustration

"Are you kidding me? I loved to meet your family and friends! And it's not your fault that there's a traffic jam. But, oh my Goddd, when will I finally see the line of cars disappear in this endless grey depressing sky?!" Melina made even bigger hand gestures when in frustration. I chuckled at her sudden outburst and looked out my window. The weather was shιtty. Simple as that. The sky was grey and it was chilly outside. And as if that wasn't bad enough it started raining the instant I was done with examining the weather. Melina sighed annoyed and turned her head to my car's rooftop

"Peachy" she said sarcastically, then turned to me "Well, let's make the best out of it then"

She placed her feet back on the floor, taking a more active position, and leaned forward to turn on the radio right when it started to thunder

"OH, COME ON!" Melina yelled at the sky and turned on the radio. The last few tunes of 'Stay' by Rihanna were playing and I looked at the radio disappointed

"You're not gonna tell me that the radio only plays depressing songs right now, are you?" Melina said through clenched teeth, making me chuckle. Finally, the last tunes of the song were heard and got replaced by a summer song I didn't know (A/N: PLAY IT!). Melina's eyes lit up, though, and she turned the volume up, until it couldn't get any louder. She opened the door and got out, unfolding her arms as she stood barefoot in the middle of the road packed with cars

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelled at her

"ENJOYING LIFE! YOU SHOULD TRY IT!" Melina answered me and started dancing and laughing, not caring about the strange looks people were giving her. I smiled at her and decided to follow her advice, so I got out of my car, since we weren't going to move any time soon, and enjoyed the rain hitting me on my face and the rest of my body

"Vivere la vita!" Melina shouted and I laughed loudly, fully agreeing with her

"Bella, bella!" we heard some guys yell. Melina looked around her, trying to find the guys

"Qui!" we heard them shout again. This time Melina found the guys and smiled brightly at them

"Ciao, compagni!" she laughed

"C'è il vino nel bagagliaio" said one of the Italian guys

"Prendere uno, bella!" said the one behind the steering wheel, winking at her

"Sul serio?" Melina asked, pointing at the trunk

"Sì, è un presente" the boys chorused

"Grazie mille!" Melina smiled and walked over to the trunk, opened it and got a wine-bottle out. She saluted and turned around to walk away, but was stopped by their complaints