****Melanie's P.O.V****
I ate my bowl of cereal in utter silence, despite Harry's eyes boring a hole into my skull. Even when he raised his spoon to his mouth, his eyes never left me. The boys had left, having business to attend, and Harry still stared at me. My nerves were on over-drive, and I kept shifting in my seat, wishing he would quit it.
I managed to look up at him a few times, but could never hold his gaze. His bright green orbs were etched in my mind, even when I closed my eyes, they were still there. Watching. I peered up at him one last time, and this time, he held my gaze hostage. I was memorized by his eyes, hypnotized. I never paid attention before, but his eyes really were a beautiful green.
His pink lips curled up into a smile when I held his eye contact, but I kept a poker face, hoping he would give up. He didn't. He kept watching, taking in every feature of me, and I of his. It was my first chance in almost three months that I managed to really study him, and he was beautiful.
Eventually his gaze become to much, and I sighed, looking away, but I could still feel his eye burning into me. It wasn't a creepy stare, more of one of admiration, but it still made me feel awkward. His eyes were burning into me, and it was becoming too much.
"What?!" I hissed.
He simply smiled at me, his eyes sparkling. "You're beautiful." he replied.
"Excuse me?" I asked, thrown by his answer.
"You're beautiful." he repeated.
"Uh, thanks?" I mumbled, it coming out more of a question.
"Hypnotizing. Enticing. Alluring. Magical. Angelic." he whispered the last word, his eye still set on me.
"Dude, you can actually feel the awkward..." I murmured, earning a small laugh from him.
"How do you not see your beauty, Mel?" he asked in awe, shaking his head. "Every time I look at you, you look away, and it's inconvievable that you don't see it." he explained.
"Eh, okay?" I asked.
"God, Darcy will be having boys drooling in pre-school if she takes after you." he smiled.
"I could say the same with Jai, for girls gawking over him with your looks." I admitted.
"You think? Well, I'm flattered." he smiled.
"Yeah, you're pretty hot." I laughed, Harry joining me in laughter.
Harry's mood changed constantly threw curve balls at me. I mean, yeah I am moody, but I'm pregnant. He just changes...a lot. One minutes rough and demanding. The next, sweet and funny. It really confused me.
"Harry?" I asked
"Hmmm?" he hummed in response.
"Why were you being a jerk before? After all the crap you've put me through, I was starting to move on, but you go back to being a dick." I murmured. "Why?"
Harry nodded his head in agreement, sighing softly. "I'm sorry. I just...my feelings for you are so fucking-"
"No cursing anymore, the baby could hear, and I don't want it's first word to be fowl." I stated. Harry smiled and laughed.
"Sorry, so darn strong for you, I get all...I feel like I could explode! I love you, so so much, and it's on hyper-drive. Then the minute somebody gets me jealous, like Zayn or Alex, my strong emotions are ten focussed onto the jealousy, causing me to lash out. I'm sorry." he sighed.
"So you snapped earlier because of Zayn?" I asked.
"Yeah, pretty messed up, huh?" he grumbled.
"Harry...I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't go near him." I answered honestly.
