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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10. Chapter 9

Melissa's POV

I'm surrounded by nothing but white. No clouds and no fog. Just white. Feeling nothing in my body. Not even my heartbeat. I can't move. Why can't I just open my eyes? I feel like I'm in oblivion. I know I'm not in heaven nor hell. I'm alive. Thank goodness. Come on, wake up! Why won't I wake up?

"Is she gonna be alright?", I hear a faint voice.

What? Who was that? 

Sounds like... Harry.

My eyes shot open. 'Oh my god finally', I thought to myself.

"Oh! You're awake!", a doctor said ,surprisingly.

My vision was still trying to clear up. When it did, my eyes fell to the boy with curly hair.

"Hey babe", Harry says while coming closer to me. He sits down on a chair right next to my bed and holds my hand in his.

"You feeling better?", Harry asks.

I nodded my head.

"Can you still talk?", the doctor chuckles from across the room. Harry and I start to laugh.

"Yes, I can", I said.

"Well, thank god for that", the doctor said.

He was jotting down some notes on his clipboard. He turns his attention to Harry and I.

"Ok Melissa, so do you know what triggered you to have a panic attack?", he questioned.

"Well... I actually had a nightmare. A very bad one in fact.", I explained.

"What happened in the dream?"

"Uh... I-umm.", I stuttered. I then looked at Harry. He had a worried look on his face.

"Do I have to tell you?", I said.

"Well,If your uncomfortable with telling me, then just tell me a little bit of it.", he clarified.

"Well ok. I just had a dream that i came across with someone in the past that I feared. Then he did something terrible.", I explained the gist of it.

"Ah, I see. Do you take medicine, Ms.Lawrence?"

"I do."

Harry looks at me with a questioned look.

"You take medicine?", Harry asked.

"Uh... Yeah but I haven't been taking it for a while.", I told Harry.

"Ms.Lawrence, that can be deadly. I hope you know that.", the doctor said.

"Yeah. I know."

"Is there anything else she's taking medicine for?", Harry questioned the doctor. The doctor looked at me.

"I don't think I can tell you that classified information. Unless, Ms.Lawrence wants to tell you."

Great. Now it's pinned on me. Fuck you, doctor. I have a feeling in my guts that if I told Harry, he'd flip.

"I could give you guys a moment, if you'd like."

"Uh... Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.", I said.

The doctor nodded. He left the room leaving me and Harry alone. Harry's grip on my hand got a bit tighter. His green orbs staring down then looking at my pale face.

"Please tell me. I honestly really want to know what's going on with you.", he pleaded.

"Well when you say it like that, I'm not even sure if I wanna tell you.", I said while taking my hand away from him and crossing my arms.


He uncrosses my arms and takes my hand again. I look away from him.

"Mel. Look at me.", he demanded.

I shook my head, disobeying him. I then feel his other hand turning my face to his.

"Look. I know we have our differences and fall outs but I actually really care.", he says in an honest tone.

"Well now you care since I'm in the hospital, you bastard."

"Eh. When serious things come up, I actually am caring.", he says.

"Ugh. You are such a pain in my arse, Harry."

"I'm not trying to be. I'm being sincere about this. I actually really care about you but you don't see it. I wanna get to know you better. So please, just please tell me.", he says while sniffling a little.

He sounds like he's gonna cry. Ugh. I am such a sucker when it comes to guys crying.

"Ok, ok. I'll tell ya. Just please don't cry."

I took in a deep breath.

Well, here it goes.


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