Fuck buddies ( Harry Styles )

|| Hot Twin ||

ONE YEAR AGO
Melody's P.O.V

"I won't allow you to do that Melody! You have to chose a career that will provide your family with an enormous amount of money! Go into your fathers law firm or work at my agency!" My mother yells at me

"No mom! I don't want to be a lawyer or model! Why can't you just accept the fact that I want to produce music! It's not that big of a deal and there are hundreds of thousands of people in the music industry that make millions a day!" I yell back

"How are you so sure that you will be one of those hundreds of thousands?! I will not have you fail at that and risk putting our family name in shame!" She tells me and I look at her

I say nothing more, simply grabbing my purse and keys before leaving the house, ignoring her calls for me to come back. I get in my car and drive to the nearest bar I know will serve me.

Harry's P.O.V

"Son, listen to me. Becoming an engineer like your dad, will provide money for you and your family. It will be our family legacy, you'll be given the business once I retire." My dad tells me as he pats my shoulder

"I don't want to be an engineer dad. I want to do something I'm passionate about. I don't want to come home everyday complaining about how much I hate my job. I want to make music. That's what I want." I say standing up

"I don't give a damn about what you want! You will be in the family business!" He yells, as his voice fills with rage

"I'm not going to be in the family business. I could give two-"

"It's a family business Harold! Your mother would be so disappoi-" He cuts me off and I become angrier

"Don't talk about mom like you ever gave a damn! You weren't even there for her when she needed you the most and when she passed you hardly showed that you cared!" I yell at him

"Har-"

"Screw you."

I grab my car keys and wallet before leaving the house, getting into my car and driving to the only bar I know that serves 17 year olds.

Melody's P.O.V

I sit at the bar, taking a swig of my beer as I look at the clock. I tap my fingers along the wood, trying to get out of my head for a change. I knew I wasn't going to get anywhere with them, I don't even know why I tried. My thoughts were interrupted by the bell of the door dinging.I look over to see the same dark curly haired boy from the other night. I think he goes to Grey Oats High School.

As he takes a seat at the bar, the bartender walks over and pours him a glass.

"You know, I'd say it's almost like your stalking me." I say taking a sip of my beer

He looks over at me and takes a drink. "Why'd you say that?" He ask putting his glass down

"Every time I'm here, you magically appear through the door almost an hour later." I tell him and he chuckles

"Don't you think you're a little young to be here?" He ask and I shrug

"I could ask you the same thing" I say taking a swig from my beer

"I've seen you before, definitely here but at Grey Oats.."

"Maybe. Are you sure it wasn't my crazy hot twin sister" I ask taking a sip of my beer and he laughs

"It could've been. But I'm pretty sure you would be the hot twin" He ask and I chuckle

"Damn it, my cover's blown. I'm Melody." I say putting my hand out

"Harry." He says taking my hand and shaking it

"So Harry, how come your here and not home with a cheerleader?" I ask him and he chuckles

"I needed a break from my family. My dad wants me to follow his footsteps and be an engineer" He says

"Are you kidding me?! I'd rather be an engineer. My parents want me to choose between a lawyer like my dad or a model like my mom. I told them they can screw their jobs." I told him

"My dad even wants me to take on the family business. Too bad I told him I wanted to make music." He says and I look at him

"I think you're my hot twin..I want to produce music." I tell him and he looks at me

"Huh. Small world." He says, taking a sip of his drink as I take a sip of my beer.

After finishing my beer, I make the decision to share my health problems with Harry.

Am I drunk already?

"If I keep up with this drinking every other day, I'll be dead." I say putting my now empty beer bottle down

"We should be buried right next to each other. I was home for a month because of a really bad hangover and yet I haven't learned anything from that" He says putting his empty cup down

"You think that's bad? I was in the hospital for alcohol poisoning."

"Fine you win." He says and I chuckle

"I would literally do anything to escape reality with less serious consequences."

"Anything?" He starts and I look at him

"Why? What do you have in mind?" I said

"We stop using alcohol to escape reality and use... I don't know, sex?" He says

"Are you suggesting we have sex with each other so we don't have to drink?" I ask him and he nods

"Yea pretty much. Plus it's healthier on our bodies." He says and I look at him

"You just want an excuse to get me in bed." I say and he laughs

"Maybe." He smirks at me and I roll my eyes

"Unless you have another brilliant idea." He says and I think for a second

"Nope. Nothing." I say to him

"So how's this gonna work? I just call you when I want to escape reality." I ask him

"Yea pretty much. I'll call you if I need you and you call me if you need me. We don't have to be friends or even talk outside of this. We're simply fuck buddies." He tells me putting his hand out

I think for a second. The hottest guy at school, free sex, and less serious consequences.

Honestly, there's not much to think about.

"Better not fall in love." I say shaking his hand

"Trust me, I won't." He tells me

"I have one question though." I say pulling my phone out and opening the contacts so he can put his number in

"What's that?" He ask doing the same

"Are you a grower or a shower?" I ask him smirking

"Wanna find out?" He ask with a smirk on his face

I stand up and grab his shirt, dragging him into the bathroom.

Is it a coincidence that he's both?