Aggressive Love

Chapter 1

-Melody’s Pov-

The dream keeps coming back, and somehow I aged through it. I was now 18 and watching, before I was 6 and in the closet watching. Here I am, lying on my back looking at the ceiling. It was about 4:40 so it was too early to actually wake up but I couldn’t go back to bed. This happened every day, I’d wake up, cry, try to go back to sleep but I never worked. So I lay in bed till 6, and then started getting ready for school. I looked over at harry wondering if he was awake, luckily he wasn’t. I slipped out of bed and went in to the bathroom, might as take a long shower since I’m still in shock from the dream.

I turned the shower knob on cold and hopped in. I never took warm showers in the morning since harry usually does, but I don’t mind since its relaxing. I winced once I stepped in but slowly go used to it. It also helped my bruises that were all over my body. I grabbed the shampoo bottle and lathered it in to my hair, I was about to step back in to the water when I felt arms wrap around my waist. I jumped at first but then realized it was only harry.

“Did I wake you?” I said barley above a whisper.

“Not really. I woke by you not being by my side, it was rather cold too.” He said in a deep morning voice.

I nodded and washed out the soap in my hair. I felt his hands travel up and down my body, he must have been washing it.

“Why do you have cold water?” He asked just realizing it was cold.

“It’s calming and relaxing.” I stated.

“Well I think warm water is better.” He said turning the water all the way up and stepping out of the way.

I let out a shriek and turned it back down, I heard him stifle a laugh and step back in. I turned around to face him and saw him smirking.

“I’m going to go make breakfast, is pancakes okay?” I asked. He bent down to my ear.

“I would rather have you, but pancakes are fine.” I chuckled at his cheekiness and got out wrapping a towel around my body.

He may be a total ass at times but he can also be the sweetest. I got dressed and put my hair in the towel since it was still a bit wet. I walked down the stairs and got all the things I would need out, also an apple for me since I don’t really like eating in the morning.

-

I got done making the pancakes right when harry walked down the stairs with something in his hands. I started to wash the dishes until I heard glass shatter, it must have been a picture frame. I looked over at him just staring at the ground. I walked over to him and saw him staring down at a bare picture frame. It had no picture, but it was the one that the boys got us when we first started dating.

“What was that for?” I asked him with a hurt expression.

“Does it really matter?” I shook my head.

“I guess not.” I said before going back to the dishes.

Harry ate the rest of his food in silence and went to the living room, I’m guessing to watch tv or something, so I went upstairs to get ready for school.

The uniform that we had to wear made us look like we were from the 90’s. I pulled it on and left my hair go in to its natural self. I walked down the stairs to see harry getting his shoes on, he always has to drive me, I can never walk or take the bus.

“You ready to go?” He asked after tying his shoe.

“Yeah, let me go grab my bag.” I said turning around.

“I already grabbed it, its in the car.”

I nodded and walked right past him, before I could even open the door he grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged me back.

“Don’t I get a thank you” He gritted through his teeth.

“T-thanks Harry.” I said slightly stuttering, he released my hair and pushed me in to the door before running his hand through his hair.

“Whatever lets go.” He said pushing past me.

The car ride was awkward and quiet except for the music playing in the background. We pulled in to the school parking lot, and parked the car. Harry had insisted that he walk me to my locker. We walked in and of course the usual stares began and all the girls slightly drooling. Harry waved at a few of them and continued to walk with me. We got to my locker and I opened it to see all my books fall out.

“Shit.” I muttered under my breath.

I lowered to the ground and was greeted by a kick in the face, I looked up to see harry smirking at me. I picked them up quickly and grabbed the ones I needed.

“Um I have to go now.” I said looking at him. He smiled at me and pulled me in for a kiss.

“I’ll see you tonight, and the boys want to have dinner so come home early.” I nodded and headed for my first class, drama, which I had with my only friend Claire, well only friend I trusted. Everyone I hang out with, you could see that they were just using me for the boys, which I hated.

I plopped down in my seat and looked over at Claire and smiled.

“Hey!” I smiled at her.

“Hey, did you finish the English homework?” I shook my head.

We continued the small talk before the teacher came in and started to talk.

-

The hours went by really slow and it was finally time to go home, but home is where the actual torcher was, I had gotten a text from harry today saying that he was pissed off because I didn’t make the bed. I knew I would be in deep shit when he got here. He pulled up and hopped out to open the door for me.

I took a deep breath and sat down.

This is not going to end well.

A/n: Hey guys! So I know this really boring but I can assure you it will get better in the next few chapters. Thanks again

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