Paradise (Season 1)

Episode 12: Harry's Pep Talk And Andy's Kisses

Paradise

Harry's Pep Talk And Andy's Kisses

"Hey, Melissa," Harry replied back to me, winking at me. I internally shivered. Jessie is one lucky chick to have the eyes of this hot guy known as Harry Styles.

"Couldn't sleep I guess?" I asked, trying to make casual small talk. He shook his head.

"Not a wink, love. Same for you I guess." I nodded starting on the treadmill with a light jog.

All was quiet between us after that. About fifteen minutes after jogging/ running on the treadmill, I decided to stop and take a rest. I felt a pair of eye staring at my back. I turned and looked at the only other person in the room staring right at me.

"Do you realize what you do to a guy?" He asked. I gave him a confused look.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Harry stood from his seat on stool a few feet away from me and walked towards me.

"Do you realize how much of an effect you have on a guy? There's just something about you that makes anyone's head spin. It's like you walk in the room and a spell falls upon everyone. You're that person that anyone can't help but watching for some odd reason. Your beauty, the way you carry yourself... it's odd. Something not easily explained. That's the effect you have on me right now." As Harry talked, I didn't realize that he was slowly walking towards me, making me walk backwards until I hit a wall. His hands placed themselves on either side on my head.

"You really don't get what I'm saying, do you?" He asked softly. I could smell peppermint and coffee on his breath and let me tell you, it was so freaking hypnotizing. I shook my head at his question, breathing heavily.

"You make it difficult for a guy to not like you, in a romantic way. I'll admit Jessie isn't the only girl I've got my eye on. But you're taken and no offense, I wouldn't date you either." I was taken aback. Well there goes my self-esteem and confidence.

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, for starters, you're way to good for me; in every possible way. Mostly because if I even thought about it dating you, Andy would probably have me lying on the ground. Same as Liam, though his fancy for you isn't as strong as Andy's."

I tried to think straight about what Harry was telling but his intoxicating scent was really distracting. As well as his very attractive face.

Where are you going with this, H-Harry?" He chuckled at my stutter.

Lord, give me the strength to not faint from his beauty.

"Give the guy a chance. The lad seems to be going crazy without you by his side like "old times." Sleep on the idea for me, love?" I nodded, nearly hyperventilating. Harry finally stepped away from me, letting me breathe and finally be able to think straight. He left without another word, well other than saying goodnight to me. I sat on the same stood he did, pondering my thoughts.

With so much going on, especially with Andy and now Liam, I felt dizzy. I sighed and got up, leaving the mini gym. I stumbled tiredly through the halls of the hotel back to my room. I didn't realize that I passed my room until I walked right into someone.

"Sorry," I mumbled. The person chuckled.

"Only you would be rooming the halls at this time of night." I looked up to see Andy standing there with a stupid smirk on his lips. I gasped softly, taking in his appearance of a white wife beater, deep blue pajama pants and the smell of soap and Old Spice. He stared right back at me. Before I realized what was happening, I was pushed up against the wall, kissing him.