(This chapter is just about Melissa's date with Harry so it's not very long, sorry)
~Melissa~
I put on a simple white dress with some tan flats.
"Mel, Harry is here," I heard my mom say from outside my bedroom door. I shouted, "Okay!" and I heard her footsteps faint away.
I grabbed my stuff and opened the door. I walked downstairs and saw Harry standing there wearing a plain black shirt, dark jeans, and boots. He reminded me of Louis because of the plain shirt. Stop thinking about Louis!
"Hello, Melissa. You look stunning, as always" he flashed a smile. "Thank you," I said smiling back.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said. He smiled and said, "Goodbye, Isabella."
"Goodbye, have fun you two," she said. We nodded and exited my house. He led me to his car. It was white, amazing, and it looked like new. No scratches, dirt, dust, nothing but clean and shiny. I could see my reflection. I opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.
"How come your car is never dirty? Everytime I see it, it's clean," I asked as Harry turned the engine on.
"I clean it a lot. Well, I tell one of the maids to do it. I like it to be clean all the time," he said and zoned out. Its like he was thinking about something.
"Harry? Are we gonna go?" I asked him.
"Uh, y-yeah, sorry," he said. "It's okay," I said as he pulled out my driveway. I noticed something was wrong. It was like he was in deep thought.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, don't worry about me. It's nothing." I wasn't buying it but I left the subject alone.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see," he smiled.
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"We are here," Harry said as he parked. "No, don't get off," he added. I was about to ask why, but he was out I the car already. Harry walked towards my door and opened it. He held his hand out for me to take and I took it.
I closed the door behind me. "Well, thanks but that wasn't necessary," I said and Harry shook his head. "Its necessary for beautiful people like you."
"I'm flattered," I said and took a look around me. We were in front of a small building.
"We are getting ice cream," Harry said.
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I gave up and finally let Harry pay for my ice cream.
"Lets walk?" I asked. There was a sidewalk and there was a lake that I could see from a distance.
"Why not?" he said and we walked enjoying the beautiful nature. Well, I did. I don't know about Harry.
We soon sat down in a bench right across the lake and we just looked at it.
"Have you decided yet?" Harry asked. I knew what he was talking about. I needed to get Louis out of my head and Harry was the perfect distraction. "I think I will give you a chance I said." He smiled and his dimples caught my attention. He's so darn handsome.
"Really?" he beamed. I nodded. "This should be done the right way. Melissa Fuentes, will you be my girlfriend?," he said grabbing my hand.
"Yes, I accept Harry Edward Styles." His smile was so bright and he leaned in and kissed me. I kissed my boyfriend back.
•
"Sorry this date could have been better, but I will see you soon." Harry kissed me and when I pulled away, I said, "I loved it, actually. It was nice and simple. I will see you soon." I said and pecked him on the lips.
"I love you!" he yelled as I walked towards my house.
"I love you too!" I mouthed and I stepped in my home. But I didn't mean it.
"Melissa! I heard you had a date with Harry, how was it?" my dad asked.
"Great. We're dating now," I said.
"That's great! You two are amazing together," he said.
"Thanks..... Im going to my room," I said and did what I said.
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I laid in bed and thought about the date.
The thing was, I didn't feel any sparks when I kissed Harry.
But I felt them with Louis.
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(A/N) I told you this was going to be a short chapter.
So I guess Harrissa is Harry and Mel's ship name.
What do you think if Harrissa?
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ily :) xx
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