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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3. Chapter 2

"Guys we need to be at the studio in a few!", Zayn announced.

We all ran into the front door. Harry goes to front door and opens it to hold it for everyone. Obviously, I had to be the last person to leave the house. Before I even left the door, Harry decides to stand infront of the door and blocks my way out.

"Harry. Either, move or I move you.", I threatened him.

"I guess your just gonna have to move me. Cuz, I ain't gonna do shit.", I said with a cheeky smirk on his face.

"Fine. Be that way.", I gave in.

I wasn't gonna do shit either. I won't put up with his shit. I just made my way on the couch and just sat there, quietly.

"Bitch, you're just gonna make this difficult and we're gonna be late. So, I'm just blaming you for all of this.", I harshly said.

"Fine. You win. But if I let you go then give me a kiss.", he suggested.

"How about this? If you let me go, I'll let you live and I'll think about not kicking you in the fucking balls.", I snapped a bit at him.

"Aww. Come on, Mel. Why can't you just give me one kiss?", he started to whine.

"JUST GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY, STYLES!", I said, forcing him out of my way.

He eventually gave up and let me out. He sighed, slightly.

"I just want one kiss.", he whispered to himself.

"What did you say?", I said, I barely even heard what he said.

"Nothing. Just go.", he frowned.

I kinda felt bad now. But what the hell. He deserves it. We both arrive the car, where all the boys were getting impatient.

"What the hell is your guys' problem? We're probably already late.", Niall said, almost blowing his top off.

"Leave little Haz alone. Probably he got some with Mel.", Louis says with a wink.

"We did not!", Harry and I said, simultaneously.

Once we got in the car, the driver hit the petal and all of us shot forward.

"Damn, he needs to chill his tits.", Liam said, surprisingly.

"Liam Payne!", I said while giggling.

After that, we stayed quiet for a few seconds then bursted a choir of laughs.

"I would have expected Harry to say that but you know.", I said through my giggles. I looked at Hazza and saw that he looked depressed. I leaned over to him and whispered,"Are you just gonna be sad just because I didn't give you a smooch?".

"Maybe...", he said, looking at the floor of the car. He can act like a little fucking brat, if he doesn't get what he wants.

"Here. I'll give you an offer.", I said. He looks up into my blue eyes with his green orbs. He starts to sit up.

"I'm all in ears, babe.", he says.

"Ok. Well, If you stop acting like the little bitch you are, I'll think about giving you one.", I offered him.

"Sounds tempting...", he whispered to me while thinking of his decision.

"So?", I said, trying to get an answer from him.

"Deal.", he agreed with my offer.

"Right after recording. Alright?", he said.

I nodded. We both took in eachothers hands and shook them. Once we were done with our conversation, I leaned back to my seat. Zayn looks at me with one eyebrow up. He comes closer to my ear and whispers,"Made a deal with him, huh?"

I nodded and giggled a bit. He smiled and patted my back.

"Ah! That's my girl.", Zayn says.

Me and Zayn act like brother and sister. We are like twins. We're both badasses, got style, and great looks. Not to mention that we get along very well. I act like this with all of the boys except Harry. Zayn is calm but Harry acts like a little boy in a sugar rush. I wish that he would act a little more mature like Liam. If only that little shithead calms down with the flirting then I wouldn't be in this position now.
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