Change My Mind (a One Direction Fanfic)

Melanie Turner is newly 18, and recently graduated from High School. When she moves to London to study music (and hopefully make it as a music artist) she decides to room with someone that will change her life forever.


4. Flatmate

Melanie's POV



In the morning, I stumbled into the dining room and plopped down in the chair, half asleep.

"Morning sleepy head," my brother said from the kitchen.

"'Bout time you got up. It's 2:00 in the afternoon," Ed chuckled.

"Wh-what?" I asked confused.

"You've got some jet-lag, and the time difference between here and LA is 8 hours," Josh explained. 

"Oh my god..." I moaned, my head in my hands, "I've gotta find a flat mate."

"Ed's got that covered Mel.  He knows someone that's been looking for a flatmate for a real long while," Josh said smiling.

I looked up, hope filling my eyes. "Really Ed? Near North Bay?"

"Five minutes away," Ed said with a smile.

I got up and hugged Ed really tightly. He just saved my life! "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" I said hugging him with all my might. 

"Not a problem, love.  I hope you don't mind it's a guy.  He's one of my best mates though-- I think you two will get along just fine." 

"Oh I don't care. I have a flat, and a flatmate!" 

"I'm so glad you're up for it.  Lemme text him real quick and say it's all good," Ed said. 

"Ok," I squealed.

"Sent," Ed said with a smile. "You've better get dressed, Mel! He's can't wait to meet you."

"Ahh! I'll be right back!"

And with that I rushed into my room, threw on some clothes, did my hair, put a bit of makeup on, and rolled my suitcases into the living room.  Ed and I were about to leave but--

"Ah ah ah, you two need your breakfast first," Josh shouted.

Ed and I ate our delicious breakfast (my brother is a really good chef) and brought our dishes in.

"I'm coming with you guys! I wanna meet this bloke my sister is going to be rooming with," Josh said with a smirk.

"By all means my friend," Ed replied. 

Finally, all three of us were in a cab going to my new home.  


At last we made it.  The cab dropped us off in front of a bright red door with a gold numbers that read 381, with a little gold mail slot and door knock.  Just then a nervous wave washed over me... What if my flat mate didn't like me? What if he thought I was weird or something? Then Ed rang a buzzer for 381 1/2 .  A british voice went through a little speaker and said "Hello?"

"Harry! It's Ed! I've got your new flatmate down here!"

"Brilliant," the voice said, and the buzzer went off.  Ed opened the quaint red door, and led me in.  When we got to room 381 1/2,  Ed knocked.  I heard footsteps come to the door, and saw the doorknob start to turn.  When the door opened, a handsome guy with green eyes and curly brown hair was standing there.

"Harry, this is Melanie Turner, your new flatmate," Ed said introducing me.

"So you're the famous Melanie! It's nice to meet you love," Harry said, extending his hand and smiling.

I took his hand shook it, smiling back.  I didn't realize that when Ed said Harry, he meant Harry Styles. Now I was really nervous.  Harry motioned for all of us to come in, and when he saw Josh, gave him a huge hug.

"Josh! Haven't seen you in a while, mate," Harry shouted with excitement.

"I know man," my brother replied, hugging him back.  

"You two, know each other?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

"Yeah, Ed introduced us a while ago and we sorta clicked," Josh said, punching harry lightly in the arm.

Harry smiled and punched him playfully back.  During all of this, Ed was helping me bring in all my things like a gentlemen.  

"Thanks Ed," I whispered.  He winked at me and dusted his hands off.

After a long while of talking, eating, and laughing, Ed and my brother left. Harry showed me to my room.

"So... um, this is where you'll stay," Harry said in his deep voice.  

"Thanks," I said smiling, observing the room.  It was a good sized room! Queen bed, a large window, a boom box in the corner, jamming equipment (amps, mics, etc.), a little bathroom of my own, and a mirror and dresser.  "It's perfect."

"Glad you like it!" Harry said, putting his hands in his pockets.  I put my luggage down and started unpacking.

"You need help?" he asked politely. 

"It's alright," I said with a smile.  He nodded and walked out of the room. 


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