Last First Kiss

Melina's P.O.V.

"HEY NAT!!!" I yelled to my best friend who was standing behind the bar. She looked at me as I put the money in the till and nodded. Suddenly, I felt someone pushing his body against my back. Okay, THAT'S IT, I thought. I turned around and smacked the dude hard in his face: "PISS OFF!"

The minute I actually realized who it was, it was too late...

Harry's P.O.V.

"PISS OFF!" I looked at the girl that had just hit me; I was completely flabbergasted.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else." the girl said with a shocked expression. I checked her out. She didn't look very bad actually... As a matter of fact, she looked pretty fit. Her black hair was falling down just above her waist and the short red dress she was wearing, showed off her curves perfectly. I saw her moving closer to me and removing my hand from the cheek she had hit. Her eyes widened at the view, giving me a better look at her gorgeous green eyes.

She turned around and said something to the barmaid, who handed her a cloth from behind the bar. "Come!" she said as she grabbed my hand, leading the way. She opened a door leading us to the back of the store and we sat down.

"You noticed that there was a sign saying 'Staff only', right?" I asked as she pushed a towel with ice on my cheek.

"Who says I don't work here?" she asked with a smile on her face

"You were drinking..." I responded

"I work here on Fridays. On Saturdays I drink and accompany my friend during her shift." she said, her smile still etched on her beautiful face

"Well, I guess I should visit on Fridays too then" I suggested and she chuckled.

"Hm-hm, yeah, so that you can see the girl that smacked you in the face" she teased. She removed the towel from my cheek to take a look at it and quickly pushed it back. "I'm really sorry, I thought you were Creepy Carter..." she apologized, blushing slightly

"Creepy... Carter?" I asked

"Carter is this regular who hits on the barmaids... And he keeps bothering them 'till they hire someone new, only he's -you know- pretty old, which is the reason we call him creepy. We're not very good at nicknames" she answered, making big gestures with her free hand as she moved her head to the left and right as she talked

"And you were sick and tired of him bothering you" I concluded

"Exactly" she confirmed and bit her lower lip

"Your apology is accepted" I said, smiling at her. She thankfully smiled back. "So, that means you're the new girl"

"Yeah, I've been working here for a month now. I recently moved to the UK for school so..." she answered my unasked questions

"Really? Where are you from?" I asked

"I'm from Italy" she said

"And your name is...?"

"Meliiiiiiiiiina" a masculine voice called. I looked at the door and realized that someone was opening it.

"Crap. Great" I heard, obviously Melina, mumble. As soon as I saw the expression on her face, I knew who was opening the door, so I waisted no time and quickly pushed my lips against hers.

Melina's P.O.V.

Suddenly, I felt his lips pressing onto mine. I was startled, but I didn't pull back. His tongue teased my lower lip, though I was truly hesitant to comply. Eventually, I opened my mouth slightly, Harry's tongue smoothly prying my lips further apart, so he could reach further. His warm hand was placed on my cheek and I placed my own on his hip as his tongue playfully battled with mine

"What the..." I heard Carter say from the doorway

I pulled back and looked at him, pretending to be surprised he caught me red handed

"What's that snotty brat doing here?" he asked with a confused look on his face

I opened my mouth to respond, but I couldn't think of any reply as my mind was still dazed from the kiss. Hiding my confusion already seemed like a hard task to accomplish

"I'm her boyfriend" Harry said with a huge smile on his face "Who are you, kind sir?"

"Can I hear that coming out of my sweetheart's mouth?" Carter sneered arrogantly and I quickly composed myself

"Why? Wasn't that clear enough?" I asked him "Also, I am not your sweetheart"

"You don't fool me, you don't have a boyfriend!" he said doubtfully "You just came here a month ago"

"Eeeer, yes, I do. He's sitting right next to me" I sassed. He gave me an awkward look. "Do you mind leaving, this area is for staff only" I suggested. Carter gave Harry a dirty look, but he left without saying anything.

As soon as the door closed I turned to Harry "What the hell were you thinking?!"

"I thought I should help you get rid of Creepy Carter..." he said, airquoting at the nickname

"Thanks, but I don't need your help" I replied, sounding rather cocky, causing Harry to raise his eyebrows

"Really? Because it looked like you were in quite desperate need of my help" he argued

"That's quite an assumption to make, Styles. And, even if it did, you don't have any right to help me; I just met you. Carter is my problem and I have to take care of it myself. I don't want a stranger to get in any sort of trouble because of me" I replied frustratedly "Besides, I can handle Carter on my own

"It wasn't any trouble" he said

"I don't care! I don't want other people to solve my problems. That's why they're called my problems! I need to solve them" I said slightly annoyed

"Okay, I promise I won't solve your problems again" he teased me, a small grin adorning his lips

I shook my head and looked at the clock. "I have to leave, Nat's shift is over. Do you think you can survive on your own?"

"I think I'll be able to do that" he said smiling at me as he took the towel from my hand and held it up to his cheek

"Just try to not get hit by another girl, okay? That's my thing" I joked and winked at him

"I can't promise anything, love" Harry said, playfully narrowing his eyes at me

"Well, I'll see you around?"

"Probably"

I smiled and grabbed my coat and bag from the peg. I heard Natalie yelling at me. I had to come to the bar. I waved to Harry, opened the door and got back into the crowded pub