Fuck buddies ( Harry Styles )

|| A Break ||

Thanksgiving day, a day of giving thanks, pretty self-explanatory.

You eat a bunch of food and say what you're thankful for. It's a holiday we use to make up for the fact that we're selfish scumbags every other day of the year.

Do you know what I'm thankful for this year?

Beginning my anime journey.

I've been in my room all day, watching Instagram videos and t.v occasionally. Caleb was well aware of my hook up with Harry and he was not too happy about that. He's worried that I'm hiding from talking about it by having sex.

He's not wrong... but like, we don't have to discuss that.

My parents know that Harry and I broke up, but they haven't really pushed me to talk about it. I guess it can't be helped, they've never really given me any advice in my life. They always pushed me to follow in one of their footsteps and help them with stuff for their careers, so I've really been finding who I am on my own. Whenever I needed advice, I always had Caleb.

Harry and I haven't talked since we hooked up, which was almost a whole week ago. I realize that we should talk, but there's something telling me I don't want to speak with him. Every time I think about him, I want to punch a wall. He pisses me off.

There's a knock on the door, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look down at my phone that has Harry's messages open, waiting for me to send the text.

"Mel, you good?" I heard Caleb from the other side of the door

"Yea, I'll be down in a sec!" I said

I sigh before typing the message, reading it over once more before hitting send.

baby😍: Hey... we should talk

A few minutes later I see his response.

Harry S.: Yea. Where?

Melody: Can I just come over later? Probably late like 11

Harry S.: Yea that's fine

I place my phone on my nightstand before getting up and walking downstairs. Guess I should just get this over with.

LATER THAT NIGHT

I park my car and turn it off.

One bandage off, time for the next one.

I walk up to his door and let out a deep breathe. I knock on the door and wait, my nerves through the roof. Seconds later he opens the door, a blank look on his face.

"Hey.." I say

He opens the door wider, signaling for me to come in. I step in and he shuts the door.

"Do you- you want something to drink?" He asks

"No I'm okay."

"Let's go to my room." He says before walking toward the stairs

I follow behind him as he leads us in his room. Once inside, I sit down on his bed as he takes a seat at his desk, his chair facing me.

An awkward silence quickly fills the room before I clear my throat to speak.

"I really don't want to be here ya know, but we should talk about what happened," I say quietly

"You don't want to be here?" He ask, his voice breaking a little

"Harry, I don't know if I'm capable of being loved or loving someone. You and I weren't supposed to catch feelings remember. You-"

"Fuck that Melody!" He says sternly