Lost Without You

Melody was never one of those girls who fit in with any groups. She tried to make friends, but it always got worse. They either told her to get out, she's not worth it, or that she didn't belong anywhere. Even her parents said so. Her thoughts consisted of having one special person in her life that would care about her, but she knew it would never happen, and that it was just a dream.

Melody never realized that she had a guardian angel, Mason Jai, who completely cared about her.

But when Melody meets a handsome young lad named Harry Styles, she thinks, "Are my dreams really coming true? Have I finally met someone who would make me 'happy'? Someone who would actually care?" But what if he had to go? Would Mason take over? Is she 'lost without him'?

Who would she fall for? Her guardian angel, or the lad she thought who first noticed her?


4. Love

 Harry’s POV 

She wants me like I want her? Oh my. Honestly., this isn’t right. I just met her, but I like the fact that she said I’m all hers, and she’s all mine. I can’t get her out of my mind though, and I think that’s just ridiculous. How is this possible? I will wake up from this dream any minute now right? I didn’t notice how stupid I looked. She started laughing and that’s when I realized I was just smiling. My smile was so deep that my special dimple started to show.

“Okay, enough with the awkwardness. I want to get to know you better. Want to start off with the boring questions?” I laughed.

“Sure, why not. Go!” She smiled brightly.

“Alright then, well. I don’t even know how old you are, haha and your birthday...”

Oh my I’m so awkward.

“May 26th. I’m 16.” She said with the most awkward tone.

Did I really just make her feel awkward. Oops. That wasn’t supposed to happen.

“That’s great, mine is February 1st and I’m also 16.”

”So.. What school do you go to?”

“Highland High School, few blocks that way.” She said kind of disappointed.

“Oh, I go to Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School a block away. Hey, that means we’re not too far from each other. I quite like Grant, but some of the people really made fun of me, and that’s why I had to move.”

I hated telling that whole story, it always made me die inside and make me want to break down.

Melody’s POV

I felt really bad about the whole school thing. He could really relate to me, and I was thankful for that. I think I needed this more than anything. Someone who just understands, you know?

“I want to ask you questions now, if you’re okay with that. Mind you, they might end up a little on the really personal side okay?”

“That’s fine with me, ask away!” He excitedly said.

“What are you looking for in a girl? And why did you choose to stay with me?”

“Well I really like their eyes, smile, and personality. A smile can make my day without me even knowing. It may seem kind of ridiculous, but the way you tried pushing me away, made me want to know you better, and your looks. I mean, look at you, you’re absolutely beautiful. I love your smile, just saying." He said turning a bit red.

That was the sweetest thing someone has said to me before. I’ve never been called beautiful, and he likes my smile.

“Haha, that’s cute. And, thank you.” I said looking him in the eyes. I know he digs it. Let’s just be completely honest, his eyes were the prettiest of all. The way it sparkled in the sun, and how you could just look into them, and know you’re safe in his arms. It really is ridiculous to even have these feelings, but I know he was genuine. And that’s all I could really ask for. Someone so genuine, truthful, and just down right amazing, made me feel special.

“Okay, moving on. I know this may be kind of awkward, but how many girlfrie---. Nope, nevermind.”

“Well to answer that, since you pretty much said it all. I haven’t had one. I’ve been waiting, and I’ve almost had a relationship with this one girl, but she wanted me to change to fit her, what would you say “standards”? That didn’t work. But, I think I’ve found someone who likes me, for who I truly am.” He said while blushing.

“You know, when I first saw you, you came off as a flirt. But then when you blew that girl off because you cared.. Well, I think you tell what I thought of you then right?”

"I'm going to be completely honest with you. That girl you saw was my mum. She was just wondering where I was at because I wouldn't pick up my phone. That whole time we were talking, all I was thinking about was you."

My cheeks were bright red, like a cherry. I was so embarrassed. From afar, she didn’t look like a mum. She looked so young, and gorgeous. How could I even. I was mad at him for... I’m ridiculous, clearly.

“Oh my, I am so sorry for overreacting. Your mum is gorgeous! From where I was at, I just couldn’t tell who that was. I’m really sorry.”

“No, it’s fine. At least you know now. I just can’t get you off of my mind."

Harry was just too sweet. Girls before me are blind to know what Harry is capable of. He knows how to treat a girl right, and how to get you out of your bubble. It's only been a day, and I already feel so comfortable with him. And that's a special feeling because I've never felt like this before. It seemed like the best feeling out there.

Harry’s POV

“Are you hungry? Let’s go somewhere and eat. I was thinking that bakery around the block?”

“Uh, I am, but I don’t want to go there. I just came from there, and some girls bullied me. That’s why I came here.” She said softly.

I completely forgot about that whole incident.

“Oh yeah. Sorry, I forgot. Any place in particular?”

“No, it’s fine. Somewhere far from here, or just not there. I don’t like this city.”

“How about we just go back to my flat, and I’ll make you something?”

“Sounds like a good plan actually,” she blushed, and sounded a bit nervous.

“Please don’t be nervous. I won’t harm you okay. Just food okay, haha.”

I drove her back to my flat, and started to bake cake. She didn’t really know what she wanted since she didn’t want to ask for too much.

‘Are you okay with just cake? I can tell my mom to pick up food on her way back home if you want.”

“No, it’s fine. I’m okay with just the cake, unless you want other food too,” she tried to say as normally as she could.

“Haha alright. You want to help me make it?”

“sure why not. But I can’t bake. So..”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll guide you through it all. No worries.”

We started to gather the ingredients together; eggs, flour, water, oil, all that jazz.

“Uh, Harry. I have no clue what to add first or how much of each you know.”

Good golly she sounded so nervous. It was just us baking. Right.. Just us... Great.

“I’ll add it, and you can mix it? Oops,. sorry I didn’t mean to spill some of that flour.”

*Melody throws some at him*

“Hey! I didn’t do it on purpose!” She just smirked.


“NO! Harry! AHHHHH. Stop!”

We made a pretty big mess. There was flour all over our face and clothes, cracked eggs on the floor, it just looked like a bakery blew up in here.

“Ahem, Harry. What are you doing? And who is this young lady?”

My mom walked in right as we finished putting the ingredients in the bowl. Oh bloody hell. The kitchen was a mess, and..

“Harry, answer me now” she demanded.

“Sorry mom. This is one of my new friends Melody Brooks. I met her at the park. We were both hungry, and I decided to make something for her.”
“Hello Miss Brooks, I’m Anne. Please clean up this mess. If you want to stay, you can.”

And off she went. Melody and I were alone once again. I decided not to throw anymore food at her because it was a waste, and I was hungry.

Melody’s POV

His mom was intimidating. I felt like I never wanted to come back here. Thinking of an excuse to go home was one of the hardest decisions I had to make. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

“Hey, Harry. Um, it’s getting kind of late. I’ll help you clean and then I have to get going.”

Well that wasn’t too long. We finished in about 15 minutes.

“Bye Harry! Thank you for making today fun. I haven’t been happy in a while. I really appreciate it.”

“It’s the least I could do. But we should hang out again tomorrow. Mine or your flat?” Harry said shyly.

“How about your flat. I don’t like the environment at my flat. I’ll be here after school. Or do you want to meet at the park again and come here?”

“Whichever is fine with me. I will need to call you or something later. So you don’t chicken on the plan.” He said cheekily.

“Someone is demanding aren’t they.” I tried saying sarcastically. “(1922) 587-9685. Satisfied now?”

“Yes. Why do you have to go?”

Oh great. I forgot. How will I say this nicely..

“Let’s just be completely honest here. Please don’t get mad at me okay?”
“Of course I won’t. It would be pretty ridiculous to get mad at why you need to leave.”
“Okay, your mom scares me and I don’t think she approves of me being here because I made a big mess here.” I said so fast I had to catch my breath.

“Ahh, I see. Well don’t worry. She doesn’t hate you or anything. She’s just upset with me, remember how I ran away. Yeah, not too fond of that and now she sees me happy. My mom justs wants the best for me. At first she seems ‘intimidating’, but she’ll loosen up once she sees you around more.” He said calmly.

“Oh, well I don’t have to be so nervous anymore. But can I stay then? I don’t want to face my parents right now. They just give me a hard time.”

“Yes, of course. I’ll be right back with a change of clothes.” He said with a wink.

*5 minutes later*

“Sorry, I didn’t know what kind of clothes you wanted, so I just got one of my loose shirts and a pair of shorts.” Harry had explained while handing me the clothes.

“Thank you so much Harry. I really appreciate all you’ve done for me.”

I wanted to keep my sweater and jeans on to hide the scars, but I know he wouldn’t want me to be insecure about it.

“Does it fit okay? Not too loose or anything right?” He smiled and scanned my body. “Why is there some scars on you?” He sounded so worried.

“Until I met you today, I’ve done self-harm. I know it’s not the best solution, or even a good decision, but it always took the pain away.”

There was at least 5-10 cuts down my arm and a couple on my leg. I hated putting knives next to my skin, but it seemed to be the only option to me besides suicide since nobody ever liked me.

“I will try my best to protect you. From now on, promise me you won’t do anymore self-harm? If you’re upset, come talk to me. Don’t let other people put you down and hurt you. You’re not fat, ugly, worthless, annoying. None of that. You’re beautiful and strong. I can tell by the way you move around me. You keep your chin up and you’ve been smiling quite a bit today.” Harry said genuinely.

I started to tear up a bit. His words made me feel good about myself for once. Like I wasn’t the dumbest person to roam the world.

“Thank you Harry I-” and he pulled me in for a hug. I felt safe, like I actually belonged.

“Shh, just let me take care of you now,” he said with care.

We sat and talked for the rest of night. I almost forgot we weren’t even together. Maybe I’m ready. No, I can still wait. It was about 10:30, when we both decided to sleep. He offered to stay in the guest room since his bed is more comfy, but I refused. He didn’t want to leave me alone the rest of the night, so he slept on the floor of his room while I slept on his bed.  

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