Harry Styles:
"Well I have an older sister. Her name's Gemma. And my mum, Anne. Her and my father got a divorce a long time ago and she's remarried now... wait, who's this?"
Melanie doesn't need to know any of this, but I was certainly surprised to see Darcy, Abby, and Beth in here. They were my neighbors at my flat in London. Abby wanted so much to date me but she never understood that I don't date. And I would definitely not start for her. She was a difficult person to get rid of, so you could imagine my relief when I found out they were being sent away to America. I never did find out where they were going. All I knew was that they would be coming to live with Darcy's sister. I never once thought I would hear of them again, but here I am holding Melanie's sketchbook with a drawing of all three of them.
Now that I've flipped the page, I see someone else. And from the looks of it, I don't think Melanie wanted me to see this. I think that's the only reason she suddenly asked me about my family.
I asked who was on the next page, but Melanie seems to have frozen. She looks like she might even start crying again.
Could it be that this woman was the reason she was crying earlier? If so, who is she and why does she make Melanie cry?
I watched as a tear streamed down her face.
I need her to trust me with this. It's not like I'm going to go out and announce her problems to the whole school. This is the very first time I've ever wanted to be there for someone. I've never given a shit about anyone before. Sure, I was there when my best mate or the rest of my friends needed someone to back them up. I was there to intimidate other people. I was there for them, but this is different.
I was there for them because I felt like I had no choice. I had to be there because they took me in when I left Holmes Chapel and ended up in London. I felt like I owed them my life, and in a way, I sort of did. But this, this was different. I feel like I have a choice now. I don't owe this girl anything. I could easily walk away now, well when campus is cleared, and not help her. But here I am, offering her my help and she won't take it. But she needs help. She needs someone to try. I don't really know why she says she's broken beyond repair but I know that that can't be true. It just can't.
When she told me many have tried but none have succeeded I knew that they obviously didn't try hard enough. I need her to understand that I would try harder than anyone else.
It's strange to go through this. I am not one to want to be with one girl but something about this girl makes me want to change that. When I asked her if she could ever see herself dating me I wanted her to say yes. I did. When I told her my answer was no I saw her facial expression change. She looked almost sadder by the second. I felt bad. I felt like a complete knobhead [dickhead for those of you that don't understand British slang; although, I'm not so sure Harry would say that. I don't think he does but I just really like that word, knobhead haahaha okay back to the story]. That's basically why I told her that I didn't like my answer. Even though I wish I could see myself dating her, I really can't. I can't see myself dating anyone. But I know that if I ever did, I would want it to be her.
I basically asked her on a date to see what it would be like. I've never been on a proper date before. I've never thought it was necessary. I would meet girls at bars or parties and that was that. It was a one night stand type of thing and never anything more. Just last week I was thinking that my life here in LA would be the exact same way, and up to this point it had been.
I know she didn't give me an answer on the date thing but I wasn't lying when I told her I would go on a date with her in a heartbeat. I really would and she needs to see that. What better way to show her that I'm trying to care for her than to help fix her?
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Trust Issues h.s.
FanfictionMelanie Reed has always had a rough time. After a terrible high school experience, she began to build up her wall. She never let anyone in, because whenever she did she just found herself hating life even more. She vowed to herself that her college...