Styling Up My Life (13+)

Melissa Lawrence is just a normal girl... Except she's a backup singer for One Direction. She has always hating Harry ever since she met him. But will she see the real him? Will there be lust or love with them? She can't stand him. But he can stand her. He's always had his beautiful eyes on her.
13+ for language, a bit of SMUT, and some crude humor.
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2. Chapter 1

I wake up on a sunny morning/afternoon, where the sun is shining through the laced curtains. Then I hear the sounds of bluejays outside the windows. Then I hear a plate crash. BOYS.

"Are you fucking kidding me?", I cursed to myself.

I get up from my queen-sized bed and stretched for about a minute. I walked out of my room and down the staircase to find a boy in a striped shirt and sweats on. He's aided with a tanned and fit boy with a quiff.

"Oh my god. Are you guys fucking kidding me? What the hell are you even doing?", I said in a rude tone. They both snapped their heads to me. The tanned boy, Zayn Malik, had a scared look plastered on his face.

"We we're just trying to get some plates so that we could cook."

"You guys are making a mess. You guys need to clean your own shit up.", I said.

"What happens if we don't, Princess?", the one wearing a striped shirt, Louis Tomlinson, said.

"Then someone is gonna get hurt.", I said, uncompromisingly.

"Who exactly?", they both said while ganging up on me.

"Hazza"

We all started to laugh. Louis looks at the living room and sees that the devil himself shows up. All of the boys snickered and left the room with me and uh... Well 'you-know-who'. I rolled my eyes and turned away from his appearance. I could hear his foot steps coming closer to me. All of a sudden, I feel his arms around me.

"Hello, Mel.", he whispered in my ear. I pushed him off of me.

"And what do you think your doing?"

"Just saying 'Good Morning', love ", he said sweetly as he could.

"Don't you 'Love' me"

"Sorry...Love", he said sarcastically.

"Do you want me to beat your ass right now?", I said in attempt to scared him.

"Sure. I don't care. Would you like to chain me up or tie me to a bed while at it?", he said while winking at me.

"Ugh...Boys.", I rolled my eyes and started to clean up Louis and Zayn's mess. I bent down to pick up the broken glass when I feel someone smack my ass.

"HARRY STYLES!"

"Sorry, babe. Couldn't help myself", He wiggled his eyebrows while saying it.

"One more move you make on me, I swear-", he cut me off by pushing all of his weight on me and pushed me against the counter.

"What will you do, Missy? Cut my arms off? Kick my ass?", he listed some things that I actually would do if he'd touch me. He pushed me harder on the counter. His whole body hitting against mine.

"You know you can't resist me."

"I'm sure I can."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. NOW GET OFF OF ME!", I yelled while Daddy Direction came in. Great timing, Liam.

"Uh... Well... I hope I didn't interrupt you guys... Wait what am I saying? Harry, just leave the girl alone. You keep doing this to her.", he spoke honestly. This is why he's my favorite.

"Aww come on, Liam. Can't a guy just have some fun with his co-worker?", he questioned.

"No. Leave her alone. Come on, Hazza. I'm sure she's tired of it."

"Thank you, Liam!", I said happily. Harry gets off of me with a sad face. I've known that Harry always had a thing for me since we first met on June 13th, 2011. But, he's always crossed the line. I know that girls all over the world would have love'd to be in my place but really? He keeps doing this to me everyday. Just always flirts, flirts and flirts.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later, babe.",he says while placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Ugh. Now I have to burn my cheek. Thanks, Harold.", I said while looking at him in disgust. He starts to chuckle and leaves the kitchen.

"Boys are so fricken difficult!", I growled at myself.

"You know I'm still here, right?", Liam says.

"Sorry! You know I meant Hazza."

"Yeah I know.", he giggled a bit. He walked up to me and wrapped me in a warm hug.

"Your like the only one who understands me, LiLi.", I say while my whole face is in his chest.

"No need to worry, love. I understand. Boys can be like this a lot and you might have to get used to it."

"But I can't when he's trying to get me into his fricken pants."

"Maybe he's not trying to do that. Our little Harold just flirts a lot. I know he fancies you. All the boys know.", he spoke softly.

"I've always known that he has a crush on me. I've known that since day number 1, Liam.", I stated.

And it's true. He fancied me since the day I first met him. When I first met him, I thought to myself 'Oh hey! He's cute. Maybe he won't be fucking annoying!'. But yet did I know, that everything went downhill from there.

*~Flashback~*

I was soo excited to get this new job! My career as a singer will shoot off then I'll have fans, world tour, parties! Syco wanted me to meet them at their headquarters which was somewhere in London. God, I love London. Born and raised here. So they gave me the address on the email that they sent to me on Youtube. I arrived at my destination to Syco. I looked up to the sky and I see a very tall skyscraper. I took a deep breath and walked my way in the building. Everyone in there were wearing suits and boring types of clothes. While I was wearing a flowy black crop top with gray jean shorts and a pair of black Converse. I forgot my red Snapback but oh well. I looked pretty damn good today. Maybe my teen image would be great for the career. I went up to the front desk and a middle-aged woman sat there staring at me.

"May I help you?", she said in a dull, monotone voice.

"Umm... Yes. I got an email that I think Simon wanted to see me.", I said, calmly.

"Ok. What's your name?", she questioned me.

"Melissa Lawrence.", I gave her a forward answer.

"Ok. Just go up the elevator, press number 11, and you have to go down the hallway down the third door then Simon should be there.", she said.

"Thank you, miss", I thanked her in a peppy tone.

I followed her direction and stopped at the door infront of me, took a deep breath a couple of times then I eventually knocked on the door.

"Come in!", a british voice spoke to me behind the door.

I opened the door to see a room full of people. Most of them were teen boys. What the hell is going on?

"Ah! You must be Melissa Lawrence! I've been anxious to meet you.", he said.

"Hi! It's so nice to meet you! But um... Who are they?", I said while pointing at the pack of boys next to him.

"This is One Direction. I brought them so that you can sing infront of all of us.", he said while all of them looked at me.

"I...have to sing...to all of you?", I questioned all of them.

"Of'course!", the boy with the suspenders on ,said.

"First, can I know your names?", I said with one of my eyebrows going up.

"Well, My name is Louis! Or The Swag Masta from Doncasta!", Louis said.

He seems hilarious and cute. Very crazy but, oh well. His eyes are like the ocean. His smile was cute too. I loved his style. Striped shirt and suspenders... No bad, Louis. Not bad at all.

"I'm Liam. The more mature one of the group.", Liam said while shaking my hand.

His voice was fricken deep for his age! But yet, it's sexy. His eyes were like a chocolate color and he seems a bit fit. His actions were actually mature. Thank god. Haha.

"I'm Zayn. The cool and calm one.", Zayn said. I took his hand and shook it.

I admit he's a bit hot. His breath smelt like peppermint with a hint of smoke. He had a cool hairstyle. A quiff to be exact. His jawline was PERFECT and his eyes... Oh my god, his eyes were hazel. Beautiful.

"I'm Niall!", he said while running up to me and giving me a hug.

He was actually really cute. He has his hair all messy and blonde but you can see that his hair was originally brown. His eyes were almost the same color as Louis', which were beautiful. His accent is different from the others. It's sounds Irish but adorable.

"And I love to eat and give hugs!", he said it in a kiddy tone.

"Well that's cute! I like you already!", I said it open-mindedly.

Then the last one REALLY caught my eye. He had a mop of hair that you could just touch all the time. His eyes are like emeralds. His smile is just so cute. His dimples... The dimples... Those just made me melt in the inside. Wait... What am I doing? Focus, Melissa!

"H-Hi."

Shit. Nice going, Mel. Already stuttering.

"Hello, beautiful.", he said at the same time while taking my hand and kisses it.

"Well, aren't we a bit forward?", I said, playfully.

"Trust me. You don't know the half of it! Haha!", Louis says.

"Alright, Alright! Settle down. Now we all are here for the business. So I suggest that everyone quiet down and let Melissa sing.", Simon said with a somewhat rude tone.

I nodded my head and took a short breath. I started to sing "Fuckin' Perfect".

"Made a wrong turn once or twice..."

I sang the rest of the song but I held the last note. I stop myself from singing any longer and looked up at everyone. Their mouths were wide open. They were just speechless.

"That was beautiful!", The boys all said in a choir.

I looked at Simon. He looked pleased.

"Welcome to Syco, Melissa Lawrence.", he said.

"Oh my god! Really?", I said in a hyperventilating voice.

"Does it look like I'm joking?", he said with a straight face.

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe it!", I said while jumping up and down.

"But.", Simon started. I looked at him, tilting my head to the side in confusion.

"Reason why I brought the boys in is because we needed to find a backup singer.", he truthfully spoke.

"And I think we found our singer", he lastly said.

But that's not how I knew that Harry developed a crush on me. I was just telling you about how I met them all. It was about a few weeks later, when we all got a little cozy together.

I remember waking up that morning. I remember I smelt...bacon. I sprung up from my bed and ran all the way downstairs and into the kitchen. I saw Harry making breakfast...Shirtless. Damn, that boy had a pair of abs.

"Morning, love", he said in his morning voice, which is very sexy.

"Oh, hey! Morning, Haz.", I say while walking up to him and giving him a hug.

"Your being awfully loveable today.", he says.

"Can't I? I'm just trying to be friendly.", I suggested.

"Well... You can.", he giggled.

"Ok then.",I said, awkwardly.

I walk away from him and I feel his big hand around my wrist.

"What-", he cut me off by kissing me.

My eyes were popping out like a cartoon. He started to move his lips on mine. What the hell is going on?! Why is he doing this? He forced his tongue in my mouth. I trying to push him away but he was strong.

"Come on, Mel. Kiss me. I won't tell anyone", he said against my mouth. He then started to touch my bum. I squeaked a little. He deeply laughed at me.

"Melissa. You don't know how much I've been waiting to do this.", he confessed to me.

"I've only known you for like a month now. There is no way in hell that I would fuck you already.", I snapped at him.

"Let me just kiss you here then.", he says, pointing at my neck.

"I'll leave you alone after. I promise."

I didn't want him to. But then again he would have bothered me more if I don't let him do it now. God, this kid is difficult now. Once you meet him, he's as cute as a puppy but then he turns into a 4-year-old.

"Fine. But if you make any other moves on me, your hands will be cut off. And I promise you that.", I said.

"Trust me. I won't.", he said with a evil smirk on his face.

He nudged my head to the side to access some skin. I felt hot skin on my neck. He started to kiss my neck then he may have found my sweet spot, where my jaw met my neck. I softly moaned and he looked up at me. His eyes turned a little dark. I felt him suck, harshly on my neck. Electricity was tingling up and down my body.

"Harry... Stop. Please.", I said, softly.

"Not yet, babe", he mumbled against my skin.

"Please.", I cried out.

He stopped. Looked at my neck. That son-of-a-bitch gave me a fucking lovebite.

"Now I marked you. Your mine, Mel."

He made his way back to the counter to get the bacon he made earlier. He picked the plate up and left the kitchen.

"Oh and Melissa.", he started to say.

"I crossed my fingers.", he winked. My mouth dropped.

"HARRY STYLES!"

"Sorry. Once I start, I don't stop.", he said with his dimples popping in place.

And that's how I knew that he started to fancy me. That little dirty bastard.
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