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Melody's POV:
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“Mel, I want you to walk back to me, now.” Harry’s tone is scary, but he seems to be fighting the urge to go insanely mad. How did he find me in the first place?! I nod slowly, and try my best to tug my arm away from the hold of the abuser.
Harry doesn’t wait any longer, and he snatches my arm completely from the other guy, placing me behind him. Camille hugs me in silence, and I keep shaking as we watch the event. “Who the hell are you?!” The guy hovers his face at Harry, and to all of our surprise, Harry laughs.
Instantly, Harry pushes the guy’s shoulders back, making him drop forcefully on the ground. The guy tries to twist Harry’s hand, but Harry lunges a powerful punch on his jaw, making him stay on the ground. “Touch her again, and you won’t be able to reproduce.”Harry’s cold tone makes the rest of the guy’s friends stand him up and rush away from us.
Camille and I are still shaking, and just as Harry begins to walk to us, our cars arrive.“Who’s he?” She whispers in horror, and I rub her shoulders to calm down; even though I can’t stop shaking myself. “Just go home, and call me tomorrow, alright?”
She nods in hesitation, and I push a smile to assure her I will be fine. She rides her Mini Cooper, and leaves us alone outside of the club. He doesn’t talk to me; he just stands facing me, as his anger is still boiling up like a pot of acid water.
“Here you go Miss.” The valet employee hands me the car keys, but Harry takes them immediately. “Do you deliver vehicles to certain locations?” Harry asks the valet, and he nods directly. “Very well, you see that bike? I want you to take it to thirty-forth of maple drive, the Cramer’s mansion.”
The valet take’s Harry’s keys, and he walks away. He opens the passenger’s door for me, and commands angrily: “Get in, right now.” I don’t bother to argue with him, as I slide in the seat of my car.
He walks around to the driver’s seat, and begins to drive us back home. The drive is silent and there is nothing that I could say at the moment to him. I am still scared of what might have had happened, if he didn’t show up. But I still don’t understand, how did he find me? He makes me jump in fear, once he hits the staring wheel, and I don’t bother to say a word.
…At the Mansion…
As I walk out of the car, I am determined not to open my mouth in any word. I don’t want to talk to him, because I will either cry like a child again, or I will be screaming in his face.“Hold it.” He freezes my movement when he speaks, and I stand still. I don’t turn around to face him, but the sound of his boots increase.
Once he’s in front of me, I shock myself with my screaming words: “WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE!? YOU PUSH ME AWAY EVERY TIME I START TO BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE BETTER THAN YOU BEHAVE, AND THEN YOU COME RESCUING ME LIKE A PRINCE CHARMING! WHAT HARRY, WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT FROM ME!? I AM NOT INTERFERING IN YOUR LIFE AND YOU SHOULDN’T EITHER BECAUSE ITS DRIVING ME CRAZY! I SHO-…” He quiets me down by smashing his lips on mine.
My eyes widen at the action, as my muscles relax to the feeling. His lips are dry, but so moist at the same time. I find myself kissing him with force just like he is, and I could sense his features relaxing. His right hand cups my cheek, as he drops the kiss to take a breath. I stare at his eyes, and they are still closed, while his breathing regains it’s normal speed. I look at his hand that’s on my cheek, and I am surprised with… blood?!
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The Pool Boy
FanfictionBeauty, Wealth, and a high rated Social Life is not everything that could carve you as a perfect 20 year old. This is what Melody Cramer found out after she witnessed the depth of her emptiness. How would a single boy, that is the complete opposite...
