His Love Is Foreign

Harry meets Melanie and starts to feel things he's only felt with one other girl.. They ended horribly and Harry tries his best to take things slow with Melanie but is he over his ex and ready to move on?


8. Chapter 8

I was spending the night at Harry's. After a short while of me trying to comfort him, he asked if i could stay.
"Melanie.." He grabbed both my hands and looked into my eyes. His green eyes piercing mine. "Stay.. Tonight. Please."

"Oh.. I don't know.. I'm not really.. I mean, I don't wanna..." I responded unsure, thinking the worst of his motives.

He caught on and said "Oh no! I don't.. No.. I just, I nee- want you here." He looked at me, and I just couldn't find it in myself to say no.
"Okay.." I said. 

He smiled and squeezed my hand. "Thanks." 

We stared at each other for a few seconds after that before he said "Ermm.. Do you maybe want to get into something a bit more comfortable?"

"Yea.. Yes please." He smirked and said "I'll go find something." And with that, he got up and went to his room.
I sat there thinking to myself. I felt for Harry. He said he didn't love Mia but the way he was talking about her and the way he cried about what happened really didn't make that so easy to believe.. Maybe he just didn't know what love was.. 

"Here." I looked up at him and he walked towards me with a white t-shirt and some sweats.

I took them and he said "The joggers have a strap.. So you can adjust them."

"Thanks.. Uhh, where's your bathroom?"

"Down the hall, first door to your left." 

I got up and made my way out of the living room and past the kitchen, towards the hall. 

Once I found the bathroom I slipped in and shut the door behind me, making sure to lock it. 

His bathroom was pretty big, the whole apartment was actually quite big.

I walked over to the sink and set the clothes down on it while i began to remove my clothes. I quickly changed and neatly folded my clothes setting them aside. I turned on the sink and tied up my hair to keep it out of my face while i rinsed it. 

Once I was done, I looked up and observed myself in the mirror. I looked so natural. So comfortable. So at-home.

I grabbed my clothes and walked out, feeling a bit nervous that I was going to be sleeping in the same bed as Harry. I know he said he wasn't thinking or planning on doing anything but thats just it, anything could happen. I began to walk down the hall when Harry called from behind me.

"Mel." I turned around and caught him walking out of his room with a pillow an blanket in his hand. "You can sleep in my room.. I'll stay in the living room."


He peered at me for a few moments and said "Just cause.. I saw how uncomfortable you seemed when I asked you to stay.. I don't want you feeling uncomfortable."

Was this a thing with Harry? It seemed he was scared of going too far or doing specific things with me at times.. 

We texted a whole lot. Everyday, almost all day and even then it sometimes seemed like he restricted himself. Even when I'd flirt with him and give him an easy chance to flirt back.. He wouldn't. Like he was afraid i'd think he was moving too fast and it'd push me away.

"Oh alright.. But I mean.. It's no big deal, really."

"Yea but seeing as to the fact we've known each other for a short period of time I wouldn't want too.. Push it."
Bingo. That's exactly what it was. But why?

"Yea yea, I get it, alright." I looked at him and gave him a small smile.

"Give me one second...." He said trailing off and he quickly went to set what he had been holding down on the couch in the living room.

He returned and took my hand, leading me to his room.

"Well.. Here's the bed. There's the pillow. There's the sheets. And yea. Guess that's it. If you need anything, remember, I'm right next door."
I smiled and walked towards the bed and took a seat.

"Thanks Harry."

He walked over to me and reached for my hand, bringing me up from the soft cushion and warmth of the bed. He cupped my cheek. "Goodnight." Our noses rubbed and I held on too his biceps as he kissed me. 

When the kiss was over he whispered "Sweet dreams." and walked out, leaving the door open.

I saw the hallway light turn off and soon my surroundings were darkened considering the hallway light was what was previously illuminating his room.

I sat down on his bed and pulled the sheets over me, laying down and shutting my eyes. 

His beds' comfort put me to sleep within minutes but during those few minutes I couldn't help but feel a bit weird. 

This was my first time (if not only) time sleeping in Harry's bed and he wasn't even here. I felt like I was intruding but shorty after, I was asleep.

Harry's POV
I walked carefully down the dark hallway towards the living room and to the couch being careful not to trip over anything.

I got to the couch and took a seat. I put the pillow in its place at one end of the it and laid down. 

I brought my right arm over my head and rested it over my eyes. My curls tickling the side of my arm.

I started thinking, maybe it was a bit too far making us sleep in two different rooms but could you really blame me? We didn't know each other really well.

What the hell am i saying? We knew each other pretty damn well. We texted non-stop with an exception of when one or both of us were busy but even then, we'd find a way to sneak a few texts. We learned a lot about each other.. Or at least, I did about her.

I know it seemed like I was holding back and she actually sounded a bit disappointed when she found out she was going to sleep in a different room but I don't know.. I didn't want to take things too far.

I sighed and tried to fall asleep when I felt the weight shift on the couch and something press against my thighs. 

I moved my arm and opened my eyes to see Melanie straddling me. I was about to say something but wasn't given the chance. Her lips connected to mine. She grabbed my hands and brought them to her thighs. I held on to them and kissed her back.

I could feel her smiling through the kiss. She bit my bottom lip and sat back up while I licked over the spot she had just bitten, still feeling the bite she had given me.

I felt her press her weight down against my thighs and slightly grind. "Melanie, what're you-" she cut me off saying "Shut up. Just trust me." 
She grabbed my hands again and brought them to the bottom of her shirt. "Don't hold back this time."

The sunlight seeping in from the slightly opened blinds woke me up the next morning.

I sat up and stretched giving a slight moan from how relieving it felt after a long nights sleep. 

That's when I realized it. I had morning wood.

Oh god.

Of course. A dream. Thanks to that dream, i'm in this situation. 

"Control your hormones, Styles." I quietly said to myself.

Now what am I supposed to do? I'm not going to masturbate with Melanie in the room next to me. That's creepy.. I think.

Maybe a cold shower?

Melanie's POV
I woke up warm and comfortable. 

I yawned and shifted to my side. I heard the sound of water running and figured Harry was showering considering no one else was in the house.

I heard my phone vibrate and rolled over to it. I unlocked it to see one new message.

From: Damon
'Hey.. How about you show me around today? Maybe get lunch If.. You're not busy.'

I quickly replied telling him I'd let him know.. 

I was excited. I wanted to get to know him better. The few short conversations with him over text made him seem like a great guy. 

I heard the shower turn off and saw Harry walk out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist.

Gosh he was so toned and muscular. His damp hair framed his face and his body was glistening. 

He walked into the room and caught me staring.

He smirked and said "Like what you see?" and winked, walking over to his drawer and opened it pulling out a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt. 

"Shut up!" I said blushing and pulling the blanket over my face from embarrassment.

He walked back out and went back into the bathroom to change. I soon heard the sound of a hair dryer and a few minutes later, Harry walked out now fully dressed and his hair slightly damp and pushed out of his face.

He made his way into his room and walked towards the bed, sitting down at the foot of it.

"Soooo are you gonna get out of bed or are you gonna stay here forever?" He said in a playful tone.

"Just give me a few minutes. You're bed is too damn comfortable." 

I heard him chuckle and say "Alright well, I have to go to work so unless you want a ride to wherever you need to go, I find it in your best interest to get up now."

I felt the weight at the end of the bed lighten and he walked out. 

I sighed and sat up, taking my sweet time getting up out of bed and going to the bathroom with my clothes in hand to get ready.


"So.. You wanna go get breakfast real quick somewhere?" Harry asked putting on his seat belt and looking over at me.

"No.. Actually I was going to go meet up with a friend later & maybe get lunch. So it's alright, thanks though." I said giving him a small smile.

He looked at me before starting the car and said "Alright then, love." He began to get out of his parking space and once on the road he asked "So where too?"

"Just take me back to mine."

Harry nodded his head and stayed staring straight ahead. His focus on the road.

It was quiet until Harry said "So who's this friend of yours? Steph?"

"No that guy you saw at the diner yesterday." 

"Oh. He seems nice.. Is it like a date or.....?" Harry's words rang with curiosity. He gripped the steering wheel tighter but he didn't look at me.

"No I'm just showing him around." 

"Oh, okay."

He sounded almost bothered by this. Was Harry jealous?


"Why what?" 

"Why are you asking?" 

"Just wondering." 

I knew it was more then that and he knew I knew. I had to ask. I couldn't help it..

"Are you jealous... Harry?" We stopped at a red light. I peered at him but he didn't look at me. His eyes focusing on the red light. 

Harry's POV
Her question took me by surprise. I hadn't expected it. To be honest I actually was jealous, I really liked Melanie and to find out she was going out somewhere with another guy got me nervous. What if she began to get feelings for him? What if she already had feelings for him?

"No." I answered as the light changed and was grateful it did. I now had an excuse not to look at her. I knew if i looked at her I might give myself away. But I probably just did. That answer was too blunt, too emotionless. Good job, Styles. 


I cleared my throat and continued to drive. The rest of the ride was a bit awkward.

We finally arrived at her house and I stopped in front of it. I climbed out and made my way to her side. She was already out and I stretched out my hand so she could take it. We walked to her front door hand in hand and once we were there I took her other hand in mine and made her face me. "I'll see you around okay." 


I kissed her soft lips and walked back to my car wishing I didn't have to go.


Melanie's POV
I sat on a bench just outside the diner waiting for Damon to arrive. He wanted to meet up here considering it was one of the only places he knew how to get too.

I looked up to see Damon walking towards me with a big smile. I stood up and walked to him and he embraced me saying "Hello gorgeous."

"Hey handsome." I said winking at him.

"So where would like to go to lunch?" 

I linked my arm with his and we began to walk away from the diner and down the block. 

"Hmm... There is this one place but its about a 20 minute walk from here."

"It's no problem. More time to talk and get to know you better." He looked at me and smiled. 

I reciprocated and said "Great."

"So.. The last time we spoke we mostly talked about me. Lets talk about you."

"Aww no fun. I like talking about you. You have some interesting things to say." I said.

"Oh and you're not interesting?"

"Not as interesting as you.. I'm pretty boring." 

"Nonsense. I like talking to you." He said reassuringly. 

"Oh you're just saying that." I replied not believing his words.

"I'm serious.. I wouldn't have asked you out today if you were. I like beautiful women but they have to have more to themselves then that. They have to have personality and you do." 

"Thanks.." I said as the blush crept into my cheeks.

"No need to thank me."


"I. Am. Stuffed." I said as I grabbed my milkshake and took the last sip.

"Girl with a hearty appetite. My type of girl." Damon said taking the last fry from his tray and eating it.

"Haha yea but now all i wanna do is go home, unbutton my jeans and take a nap." I said with a chuckle.

"Same here." Damon agreed patting his stomach.

Thats when the worst happened. I burped one of the most disgusting, horrific, loud burps I've ever done in my 18 years of life.

"Oh my gosh excuse me that was so gross and oh my gosh im sorry."

His eyes widened at the burp and within a few seconds he started laughing. "Well, I'm guessing you really enjoyed that meal then." He stood up and grabbed the tray "Lets get out of here, yea?" 

I agreed and stood up with him. He walked towards the trash and threw out whatever he had to get rid of and walked out with me right behind him. 

The sun was setting and it was beginning to get dark. This short lunch meeting turned out longer then expected. Instead of a 20 minute walk we ended up walking around for about and hour or two. 

We were messing around a lot and since this was my home town, i showed him around a bit.. Okay a lot. It was fun though and we even stopped walking for a while to get some ice cream.

"Guess I should probably start walking you home huh?" Damon suggested. 

"Well only if you want too.." 

"I suppose I should. I have somewhere kind of important to get to later anyway so might as well."

"Alright." I said disappointed.

We were almost a block away from my house when he asked "So you and that guy yesterday... He's not like, your boyfriend or anything.. right?"

His question took me by surprise. I hadn't expected him to bring Harry up.

"No.. He's not.." I said. 

"Oh alright.. Just asking." He said and we continued to walk. 

"Here." I said as we reached my house. "Thanks Damon.. A lot."

"No problem. I.. Hope we can" he took my hand in his and kissed the back of it before continuing "do this again." 

I blushed and said "Me too.." With a smile on my face.

He reciprocated and backed up before turning away and leaving. 

Dear lord he was definitely not like the guys around here.

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