Last First Kiss

Chapter 43

Melina's P.O.V.

I was sitting on my suitcase, bumping my leg up and down impatiently as we waited in line drop off our suitcases

"Stop it! You're making me nervous" Harry said, his eyes fixed on my leg which abruptly stopped its movements

"Harry, you're such a jitterbug! Leave the girl be" Gemma sneered although I had already found another tick: playing with my new necklace

"I'm nervous enough to meet her parents, I don't think I need something else to make me even more nervous!" Harry argued

"She's just bouncing her leg! What's wrong with you?" Gemma exclaimed

"Hey, look! We're up!" I interrupted them by jumping up and walking towards the desk

"Good morning" the attendant behind the desk said bored, granting me a weak, cynical smile

"Hello. Flying to Sicily" I announced as I placed my suitcase on the belt next to the attendant

"Is that everything?" the attendant asked annoyed

"Yes, that's everything" I answered, suppressing the urge to tell her that I still had to give her my invisible suitcases

"Alright then, miss Zorgno. You will have to be at gate A58 in an hour" the attendant said, circling some information on my ticket before she put on her brightest smile to help Harry. Completely pissed off, I stood next to Harry, my arms around his waist as he smiled down at me

"Is that all, mister Styles?" the attendant asked sweetly

"I hope so" Harry answered her

"Traveling to Sicily, I see" the attendant said

"Yeah, it's about time I meet my girlfriend's parents" Harry replied and I swear I saw the attendant's smile shortly fading

"Well, you will have to be at gate A58 in an hour" she said, handing him his ticket "Have a nice flight"

"She was totally fancying you" Gemma stated once we were a safe distance from the drop-off desk

"It wasn't that bad" Harry brushed it off

"Yeah, it was" I argued "You're mine"

"I'm yours?" Harry questioned

"Uh, yeah. You're my boyfriend. She's not allowed to flirt with you if she's not being nice to me" I stated

"So, if girls are nice for you, they can flirt with me?" Harry asked amused

"Well, I'd rather have no girl flirting with you, but that's impossible, so if they're nice for me I'll accept it" I replied

"As long as you know that you're the only girl for me" Harry said, kissing my jaw, sneakily sticking his tongue out

"Ugh, get a room" Gemma complained

"What is it? Jealous that you don't have a relationship?" Harry teased

"Harry" Anne warned him

"Why do I get the warning?" Harry asked indignantly

"Because that was mean" Anne said strictly

"She's mean too!" Harry protested

"Do you want some water?" I interrupted the argument, sticking a bottle of water in front of Harry's face

"Thanks..." Harry hesitated to grab the bottle, but took it anyway

"I think it's about time we head to customs, it's rather busy" I stated and opened my arms to hug Gemma