Last First Kiss

Chapter 4

Harry's P.O.V.

I looked at myself in the mirror, when I heard the bell ring. I opened the door and saw Liam, exactly on time, as always.

"Who did you dress up for?" he said with a big smile on his face, as he entered my house.

"Is it that obvious?" I asked a bit disappointed.

"No, I just know when you want to impress someone and when you don't. So, who did you dress up for?" he said.

"You'll see" I answered enigmatically. Liam opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted by the bell ringing once again. I opened the door once again and saw Louis and Niall.

"Looking good Haz!" Louis said, wiggling his eyebrows, whispering softly as he walked past me "You'll definitely get in her pants looking like that"

"I bet HE knows who you dressed up for" Liam said indignantly. Niall pushed past Louis to get inside my house and sat on the couch, ready to hear the conversation. The small leprechaun sure loves drama. Louis looked at me and smiled reassuringly.

"All I can say about it, is that she is totally worth it" he told Liam. Liam sighed, but stopped trying to hear me out. I heard the bell ring for the third time and saw all the lads getting up and walking towards the door. I grabbed my keys and opened the door. We all looked at Zayn.

"Well, at least you're not the only one who dressed to impress" I heard Niall's thick Irish accent say as Zayn just gave us a confused look. I shot Niall a death glare that caused him to chuckle and closed the door behind me.

When we reached the pub, I immediately spotted Melina. She was standing outside talking and laughing with some smokers. She was wearing a sea green short dress and blue heels. She laughed. She was so beautiful when she smiled. And let's not forget sexy. She turned around, spotting us, and waved.

"She's definately worth it" Liam said lowly while Melina walked towards us

"Hey! Missed me?" she said and winked.

"A lot" Zayn answered. She smiled and gave me, Zayn and Louis a hug.

"Do you want a hug too or do you want to hear my name first?" she asked Liam and Niall.

"You can tell me your name while you hug me" Niall answered excitedly as he leaned forward.

"I'm Melina" she said as she pulled Niall and Liam into a group hug. "Wanna get inside? We have really good drinks and great music" she added a bit sarcastically, winking at her shameless self promotion

"Sounds good. You look amazing by the way" Zayn said, causing me to frown. What is he flirting with her for? I was first after all

"Thank you!" she said with a smile on her face, before getting inside the club, the five of us hot on her trail "What do you want to drink?"

We all named our drinks and she ordered. We were about to walk away, when one of the barmaids grabbed Melina's hand.

"Can you please make a Pσrnstar?" I made out over the loud music playing

"Of course" she said as she handed me her drink and took place behind the bar. She took the bottles she needed and started the little show I'd already seen on Friday. When she was finished, she handed the orange drink to the costumer with a smile, but as soon as she looked up to see who it was her smile faded.

Melina's P.O.V.

My smile faded as soon as I saw him. Carter. He was here to ruin another night out. Great.

"Thanks, love" he smiled, but it looked more like an evil grin to me. I turned around, ready to leave the bar.

"Thank you!" Natalie said.

"You're welcome" I replied. I walked towards Harry and took my drink.

"Put your hand on my waist" I ordered. God, I sounded bιtchy. He didn't hesitate though, and without even pulling a weird face, he did as I told him, leading me and the boys to a table near the dance floor. Well, he wanted to get in my pants after all; I guess I'm doing him a favour

"May I ask why?" he asked when we had turned around.

"It was Carter" I answered. He slightly nodded and held me a bit tighter.

"What is a Pσrnstar?" Liam asked as soon as he had caught up with us. I smiled.

"It's that orange, sour drink I just made" I answered.

"And why is it called a Pσrnstar?" he continued asking.

"I don't know. 'Cause pσrnstars are sour people? You should ask the inventor" I laughed.

"I thought you were the inventor" Liam said, slightly confused.

"No, I'm just the barmaid that makes the best Pσrnstar" I responded with a smile on my face.

"And what is your relationship to Harry?" he asked curiously. So that's probably why they call him Daddy Direction. I put my drink on the table and opened my mouth to answer him when I felt someone approaching me from the back.

"I haven't seen you kissing your boyfriend yet" I heard Carter's voice. I turned around.

"I'm gonna kiss my boyfriend whenever I want to" I said annoyed, surprised by the steadiness of my own voice. I guess I would have some more explaining to do about my relationship to Harry

"Is it so hard to just leave her alone, mate? Seriously, she's taken" Harry asked Carter.

"Oh, shυt up you little..." Carter started, but I cut him off.

"Do you want to dance?" I asked Harry.

"It would be my pleasure" he answered with a smile on his face. We walked to the dance floor. When we reached a nice spot, the DJ decided to play a slow song. Harry smiled shyly and put his hands on my waist and pulled our bodies closer to each other. I put my right hand on his chest and let the left one rest on his shoulder. We started slow-dancing.

"Thank you" I said in his ear.

"For what?" he asked.

"Helping me get rid of Carter" I smiled "I know I told you I could handle him, but - I have to admit - your help is useful"

"Well, I'm glad you finally realised" he responded with a little smirk "Although, I'm sure you would've found a way to brush him off without me too" I chuckled. I heard Harry softly singing along to You're Beautiful.

"It's about you, you know?" he said after a while. I smiled and buried my face in his neck, trying to ignore the compliment

"It really is" he said and I looked into his beautiful eyes.

"I'm sure James Blunt thinks the exact same thing" I said sarcastically

"Exactly. I bet he saw you in his dreams!" he smiled, showing off his perfect teeth as I just rolled my eyes. He started singing again:

You're beautiful, you're beautiful,

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw your face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do...

I smiled as I heard him singing the lyrics to me. He leaned forward and I felt his lips on mine. I slightly opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to enter. We stood there, in the middle of the dance floor, kissing each other. Something about it felt so right. And somewhere in the back of my mind I wished that kiss would last forever, but I already felt Harry pulling back. I heard James Blunt's last words blast through the speakers:

But it's time to face the truth,

I will never be with you...

OOOOOOH! OMG, they kissed!!!! Let's see, what am I going to let them do now??