Last First Kiss

Chapter 35

Melina's P.O.V.

I placed my bag on the table in the school's cafeteria, feeling the gazes of people on me as I rearranged the stuff in my bag. Although it was freaking me out, I was much more used to the curious stares than a few weeks ago, when Harry and I went public. It was quite weird having lots of students walk up to you and talk to you like they've known you for years when all you're thinking is: who the hell are you?

I kept on shoving stuff in my bag, but got startled by the sound of my phone ringing. I quickly grabbed it out of my pocket and answered it after a smile was brought to my lips by reading the caller ID

"Hey, babe" I answered, all eyes in the cafeteria focusing on me. I spotted a girl watching me with her eyes narrowed and I raised my eyebrows at her in a 'what-do-you-want'-gesture

"Hey, love. How was school?" Harry's husky voice triggered my attention

"It was okay" I answered, concentrated on getting all my stuff in my bag

"Okay? What happened?" Harry's voice immediately turned worried

"Not much. Got a few mean comments and some random people who wanted to hug me. I'm just a bit tired today and I don't really have any patience" I explained

"Oh" Harry mumbled disappointed and I frowned, stopping my constant movement

"Why?" I asked

"Nothing really" Harry said

"Why were you calling?" I questioned

"Can't I call my girlfriend because I miss her?" Harry retorted

"You're working today. No" I answered. Harry only called me late at night if he had work. I quickly shoved my scarf in my bag and zipped my jacket up before swinging the bag over my shoulder and heading out the building

"Well, I was planning on going on a proper date with you today, but if you're tired, then maybe-"

"Harry, shυt up! Of course I'll go on a date with you today. If anything, you're the one who makes me happy" I cut him off

"Really?" Harry asked disbelievingly

"Yes, you goof! Did you really think I wouldn't go on a date with you?" I laughed as I stepped into the car

"So, pick you up at eight?" Harry stated but it came out as a question

"Eight is perfect" I said "Love you"

"I love you too, babe" the words tumbled out of his mouth effortlessly before he hung up and the only sound I could hear was an obnoxious beep. I turned on the engine and drove home with music playing in the background

When I finally arrived home, I grabbed some food out of the fridge, serving a good amount on a plate before placing it in the microwave to heat it up. I waited patiently 'till the microwave beeped and pulled my plate out of the warm oven before peacefully sitting down on the chair. It didn't last too long, though, because seconds after I had taken a seat, Natalie invaded our home loudly

"Baby! I missed you! How was your day?" she rushed into the kitchen, pursuing the exact same routine as I had just done

"Nothing too special" I answered before taking a bite of my food

"So, you've got nothing to tell me?" Natalie pouted as I swallowed

"Uh, well, Harry and I are going on a date tonight" I muttered and braced myself for Natalie's outburst

"OH MY GOD! FOR REAL?!" she squealed

"Yes, for real"

"Oh my gosh! What are you going to wear? Do you know where you're going? Why now really? Are you supposed to wear a dress? Are you going to get dinner? Ooh, maybe he's going to take you on a romantic ride on the London Eye! Or maybe he's arranged you a dinner on the Big Ben! Or maybe-"