He was a boy, she was a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, and she did ballet, what more can I say?


11. 11. The Dreams.

Melanie's P.O.V

“How did this happen?” I asked, lying on his chest listening to his heartbeat.

“What?” Harry asked.

“You and I,” I told him.

“We’re meant to be, that’s how it happened,” he said with a smile on his face.

“Do you love me?” I asked.

“Is that a question? Of course I do,” he smirked, kissing my forehead.

“Prove it,” I said as he chuckled.

He rolled me over and lied on top of me while kissing my neck, “I’ve already told the world, I’ve already told my parent, do you want me to tell my dog too?” He asked as I laughed.

“I love you so much,” I breathe, kissing his soft lips.

His fingers ran down my waist as he kissed my neck again. His warm body against mine, his lips pressed to my neck.

I sat up straight, my breath was heavy and I was sweating. I looked around, my sheets was on the floor followed with my pillows. My bed was surrounded by half eaten food and trash.

Good, it was just a dream! I got out of bed and dragged myself into the kitchen. My whole apartment was a mess. I’m a mess. I sat down on the couch with a cup of coffee in my hands and a blanket around my shoulders. Turning on MTV I saw Harry walking through the airport with his fake ass girlfriend holding his hand.

Harry! The rumors about you dating another girl are going wild, anything you wanna confess?” One of the paparazzi’s asked holding their microphone right in front of his face.

His eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but didn’t say anything, “I…” He said and hesitated. He looked over at his girlfriend Cassie who had her usual bitchy look on her face, “No, I won’t ever cheat on my beautiful girlfriend,” he said kissing Cassie on her lips.

I rolled my eyes and turned off the TV, “Pussy,” I mumbled, throwing the remote away. I lied down on the couch and closed my eyes.

“Come on! You can do this baby!” Harry said holding my hand tight as I tried to give birth to our first ever child.

“I can’t,” I screamed as he kissed my forehead.

“You can do it babe, just push,” he said.

I screamed in agony before it all was over. Heavy breaths, tears leaving my eyes and my palms were sweating.

“Ma’am,” the doctor called as Harry and I looked up at him.

He was carrying out baby gently in his arms as he walked over to us, “It’s a girl,” he smiled handing me our precious daughter.

I looked down at her, her green sparkling eyes and cute little hands reaching up at me, “She’s beautiful,” I breathe.

“Just like her mother,” Harry said, holding my hand.

“What are we going to call her?” I asked, looking up at Harry.

“You name her,” He smirked.

“I like Darcy,” I said as he smiled, because I knew how much he’s been talking about how his daughter is going to be named Darcy.

“If that’s what you want,” he said proudly.

Opening my eyes wide I jumped out of the couch, “No,” I breathe running into my bedroom. I put on some clothes and makeup before grabbing my jacket and shoes, running outside I ran in front of the first taxi and got inside, “To the airport! I’ll give you extra money if you drive fast!” I told him as he stepped on the gas pedal.

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