Am I Your Girlfriend?

Chapter 2

Harry's POV:

Why did they kiss? Are they dating? Millions of questions were running through my head as we drove.

"Melinda?" I said.

"Yeah Harry."

"Are you and Taelyn dating?" I asked sheepishly

"What? No. We're just friends. Why would you think that?" She said half asleep

"Because you guys kissed goodbye and you live together."

"Oh I can see how you would be confused now. But no, we're not dating."

I nod my head understanding.

"Well not anymore."

"Come again." I ask my face scrunched up in confusion.

"See, me and Taelyn were best friends since 3rd grade. In 8th grade we went out until 10th grade. That's when we broke up. But we both decided that our friendship is way more important. And it wasn't even a bad break up. We just met other people."

Great, Taelyn's a lesbian. There goes my chance. But is she really?

"So are you and Taelyn lesbians?"

"Actually we're bi-sexual. We like boys and girls. Right after we broke up the other people we met were guys."

"Oh. So, how's it being with a girl?" I know it seems that I'm being a little bit nosy but I wanna know more about my girlfriend, Taelyn.

"I've never been with one. Me and Taelyn never been that far."

Great so now I have to deal with ANOTHER virgin. Wait, is she a virgin?

"So you and Taelyn are virgins?"

"Well I am but I don't know about Taelyn. I'm pretty sure she is. But I don't know for sure. But if she wasn't I would be pretty pissed she didn't tell me. Why do you wanna know so much?"

"I just wanna know about my new friends. That's all." I said giving my signature smile.

She only grinned. She then turned over slowly falling asleep.

~

45 minutes later we arrive at the apartment building. I reach gently shaking her arm waking her.

"C'mon Melinda. Wake up" I cooed

"5 more minutes." Then she jerked her shoulder away from my hand. I gripped the steering wheel controlling my anger.

"Melinda. Don't you want to be in your comfy bed instead of a car?" It seemed like that caught her attention because she rolled over facing me with fatigue very well shown across her face.

"Carry me." She whined out-stretching her arms lazily.

"OK" I groaned getting out of the car.

I sauntered to her side opening the door grabbing her waist lifting her from her seat. She wrapped her legs around my torso and her hands around my neck. She laid her head on my shoulder resting. I didn't mind though. She was as light as a feather. I wrapped my arms around her and started to walk to the apartment.

I reach the apartment door fumbling with the keys. 10 years later (A/N: The sarcasm is strong) I finally found the correct keys. I stick it in turning it until it can't no more. I push through the door leaving it wide open.

I walk through the living room entering the kitchen, as quickly as I enter it I exit into a hallway. There are 4 doors. Each door having a name saying 'Guest Room', 'Bathroom', and lastly 'Melinda.' I wobble towards the door. I grab the handle of the door pushing down and pushing through opening the room.