Melina's P.O.V.
I let out a loud yawn, covering my mouth with both my hands, as I convulsively bounced my foot up and down from sitting in the car for too long
"Well, someone's tired" Louis mocked from across of me
"Shυt up and go prepare your goodbye speech for your girlfriend" I huffed, narrowing my eyes at him and Louis raised his hands in a sign of defeat
"Has Harry written you one yet?" Zayn asked amused
"Yes" I muttered, resting my head on the headrest
"Oh, really?" Zayn mocked
"Hmh. He speeched for me yesterday" I hummed
"How'd it go, then? Was it a series of moans and groans?" Zayn asked sarcastically
"You forgot the panting" I noted, causing Louis and Zayn to burst out laughing
"This is really not information I'd like to hear" Liam stated, then glanced to his left "Neither does Paul"
"I think you are more annoyed about it than Paul is, Liam" Niall laughed
"Yeah, Liam. What is it? Are you afraid my sex skills are better than yours?" Harry taunted and I snorted
"I think your girlfriend disagrees" Liam smirked
"Explain yourself" Harry ordered me
"I think Liam is a beast in bed. It's the only place he dares to get his frustrations out" I simply explained myself and Louis chuckled
"So he's better than I am?" Harry questioned
"I wouldn't know, I'm just saying I really don't think Liam is that bad in bed" I grinned "As for Paul, he's going to be my maid of honor as he was the first one to approve of Harry's and my wedding"
"Do I get to wear a dress?" Paul asked in all seriousness
"Do you want to wear a dress?" I retorted "'Cause I can make that happen"
"The only thing I'd wear that comes close to a dress would be a kilt" Paul said
"Okay, deal" I agreed "But you'll wear it the Scottish way, ey? With no briefs"
"Agreed" Paul's Irish accent rang through the van and I laughed. I replaced my head and let it rest on Harry's shoulders, taking in the scent that I would have to miss until Christmas
"Did you write Harry a speech?" Paul asked me after a while
"Why would I do that?"
"Because he's leaving for 2 months" Paul chuckled "Unless your speech consisted of moans, groans and panting too"
"No, no. I think things like that should come from the heart, you know? Because Amore, tosse e fumo, malamente si nascondono" I said, sounding kind of high on crack
"Because what?" Louis questioned
"Because... uh... love, cough and smoke do something" Niall deciphered
"Because love, cough and smoke are hard to hide" I answered finally
"That's what I meant" Niall said
"What kind of proverb is that?" Zayn laughed
"Uh, well, I think we all know what love is. Cough. Means illness or disease, which often means death. Smoke. Smoke comes from fire. Fire means danger or trouble. And these are 3 things that are difficult to hide" I explained
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Last First Kiss
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