A/N Hey guys just so you guys know, she's in the trailer, but not the cast on the side, but I imagine Demi Lovato as Melanie! Also, Ian Somerhalder as Charlie, One Direction as themselves, and Kendall Schmidt as Kendall. Also some other people came into this chapter, but there will be a slideshow of them, so you know what they look like too. :)
My heart was aching at the memories of Charlie. I knew that I had to move on, but I just couldn't do it. Nightmares of that day have haunted me since I was sixteen, and the past three years have been slow and painful.
"Melanie, what's wrong?" Harry asked, still holding me tightly to his chest. I had tried so hard fight him, but I was no match for him, and I had given up, allowing him to hold me, but wanting nothing more than for him to release me.
"Nothing" I mumbled. Despite the fact the Harry how shown for a split second a kinder side, that meant nothing to me. He was still a heartless cold blooded murderer, and he will always be that.
"It's clearly something, since you're screaming and crying in your sleep about it," he scoffed. "Tell me what happened in your dream, baby" he cooed.
He tilted my chin upwards to look him in the eye. He had an unreadable expression, but I wanted to know what he was thinking.
"You mentioned a boy named Charlie?" he inquired. "What happened in your dream?"
"Just drop it, Harry! God, you think you own me, but you don't!" I snapped.
My eyes widened at my sudden burst of nerve to speak to him like that, his eyes widened too. I bit my lip, nerves sparking within me, frightened of how Harry was going to react.
"I advise you to watch your tone with me, Mel." he growled in a low voice, causing shivers to slither up my spine.
"S-sorry" I squeaked, looking down, afraid to meet Harry's harsh gaze. If looks could kill, I would be six feet under by now.
"Now tell me about the Charlie fellow" Harry smirked. I glanced up at him, and it looked like he already knew what had happened, as if he had seen my dream, and watched it while I tossed and turned in my sleep, reliving those horrid moments. I know Harry is evil, but I hoped he wasn't some kind of devil spawn that could actually see that.
'He...he was my boyfriend" I mumbled, not meeting Harry's emerald green eyes, that I could sense were staring at me intensely.
"Boyfriend?" Harry gasped, seeming shocked. I looked up at him, confused as to why he found that so shocking. Did he think I wasn't girlfriend material or something? Because if so, then I would be utterly confused at how just last night he was calling me beautiful.
"Yeah..." I muttered, still not willing to share my past, especially with a boy such as Harry.
"Charlie who?" Harry asked further. Why was he so curious about this? Did it really matter to him? Or was he just a nosey dick head? Yeah, it was that.
"Umm, Charlie Rebel...does it matter?" I asked, picking at my nails.
"Charlie Rebel, your boyfriend.." Harry muttered to himself slightly. Seriously, what is his problem? "No reason. Just...clarifying." Harry shrugged, but his expression made me feel a bit uneasy. "So you had a flashback about him?" Harry asked.
"What? You said it was a dream. How do you know it was a flashback?" I asked, feeling confused.
"I just guessed, I thought..you were..Damn it Melanie!" he growled. "Just explain what happened!" he yelled slightly, causing me to jump.
