Love Amongst A War ↦ H.S a.u [FINISHED]

*Chapter Ten- Skinny Jeans Angst and Paint

When Harry does the lip thing, I die inside...

Also, remember to imagine Barbara with green eyes and not blue eyes.

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'Harry's POV'

I can't honestly say what I've gotten myself into.

I've only been here for about two and a half days, and the entire time my life has been at stake. To this very second, it still is as Melony slides between yellow cabs littering the streets as she speeds to where ever she's taking me.

Melony.

Such an innocent sounding name. I wonder what her parents think of her and if they would have chosen a stronger and braver name for her.

Maybe Helga...

Okay, so maybe not Helga, but definitely something Russian.

"Are you listening to me?" I finally turn my face to look at her as a sigh passes through her bright red lips.

"No." I answer honestly, shaking my head. Her eyes roll into the back of her head before she talks.

"I said, you can't go over $20,000."

I choke on the air as her words sink into my head.

What? $20,000?

"$20,000? Why the hell would I need that kind of a budget for clothes?" I ask, my eyes still bulging out of my head at the side profile of her face, her eyes never waver from the road.

"You can't be dressing like a cheap bum, Harry." She states seriously before continuing. "You're with us now, and you have to dress the part. Which if you haven't noticed yet, is a lot of black and red."

Now that she's mentioned it, I have noticed a lot of people in the warehouse sporting either solid black, or black and red pieces mixed. Even right now, Melony has a red t-shirt on under her black leather jacket, black skinny jeans, and black Timberlands. I guess I kind of look the part at the moment with my black 3/4 sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans, but my mustard colored boots stand out.

"We'll have to walk a block because there's never any parking around the store we're going to." Her quiet, yet attention demanding voice fills Zayn's Audi as she slows down and parallel parks between two vehicles. She pulls the keys out of the ignition and I climb out before she has the chance to yell at me for being slow.

Waiting for her to meet me on the sidewalk, I observe everyone around me and I can't help but feel a little homesick. I guess there isn't much of a difference between the people, but the surrounding buildings that tower over me make me feel tiny and far away from my family. I stare up at the sky, ignoring the sun that blinds me as I imagine being on a plane and flying back home.

"You ready?" Her voice cushions my ears like velvet over the loud city noise as she jumps up on to the curb with a slightly excited look on her delicate face. Immediately some of my sadness drifts away, worried it might drag her surprisingly good mood down. I give her a small smile and nod, she nods back curtly and I have to hold back a laugh. I don't even think she realizes how cute she is.

Wait...

"So, what was your hometown like?"

"Um.." I walk leisurely beside her, avoiding the strange stares given to me by strangers "Quite picturesque, but also quite boring."

She nods, her dark green eyes glancing around between the people passing us by. Her cheeks and nose are already starting to turn pink from the brisk weather.