Last First Kiss

Chapter 29

Louis' P.O.V.

I ran downstairs fully dressed, not even bothering to check up on Harry, whose snores where echoing throughout the entire house. It had been a week since the "incident" and Harry's situation hadn't improved a single bit, so I had finally decided to take action. I happily skipped to the kitchen and stuffed my mouth with the first sort of food I found, which so happened to be some of the leftovers of yesterday's food. Yuck, cold Chinese food is disgusting! I forced myself to swallow the nasty food as I needed to have something in my system and ran out the door, letting the sun warm up my face. Now, let's go interrogate Melina. But first, I need a coffee!

Melina's P.O.V.

Lastly, I applied my bright pink lipstick to perk up my black and white outfit. It had been a week and a bit since Harry blocked me and I didn't feel one bit better. I had bit through it, though and tried to cover it up mostly, because Natalie would simply not survive without me. I had only left the house when it was absolutely necessary (which means for my job) and I had even had Natalie do the grocery shopping which resulted into having to cook with probably the worst olive oil I've ever been faced with. Anyway, the point is that, since it's one of those sunny autumn days, I forced myself to go outside, telling myself that it isn't healthy to stay home in sweats all day. So this morning I dragged myself out of bed, got into the shower and actually got ready to do something.

I exited the door and started heading for Starbucks as I was in desperate need of a coffee. Not that Starbucks coffee has something on the coffee they serve in Italy, but it was good enough. I entered Starbucks, happy that there only were a few people waiting for their coffee and I walked up to the counter, smiling at the bored girl standing behind it.

"A caramel macchiato, please" I ordered

"Are you drinking that here?" she returned the smile

"No, I think I'll just take a walk" I answered

"You should" the girl advised before taking my money. I waited 'till the girl handed me my coffee and I walked a few steps towards the door before taking my first sip. I closed my eyes as the taste of caramel and coffee filled my mouth, savoring its taste, when I heard a familiar voice call my name. Oh, come on! I've only had one sip of coffee!

"Melina" Louis said again

"What do you want?" I said turning around, seeing that Louis was actually a lot closer than I expected him to be

"Hello to you too" he said sarcastically, causing me to glare at him

"What's going on?" he attempted to start a conversation, but I again glared at him. What kind of fυcking question is that?

"What do you think?" I retorted when I realised he was patiently waiting for my answer

"Well, I don't know. That's probably why I'm asking you" he stated

"You're kidding me, right?" I looked him in the eye

"No, I'm not" I glared at him "See, Harry-"

"Fυck, Louis! I haven't even had my coffee yet! I don't exactly want to talk about Harry right now!" I hissed, feeling the tears well up in my eyes

"But he hasn't left his room for a week! Not even to eat! He even refuses to take a shower! All he does is listen to music" Louis explained, slowly growing frustrated

"That's not my fault and I can't do anything about it either! And honestly, I have no idea why he is acting like that, it was his choice anyway" I whispered harshly

"Well, you could have contacted him as well. It's not like HE has to make all the moves" Louis responded angrily. Is he being serious?

"You think I haven't tried?! You think I just let him slip away?! Hm?! Do you really think he's the only one feeling miserable?!" I yelled at Louis then turned around and stormed towards the door