♔Irreversible♕

A half an hour had passed since Harry had left. There was nothing on tv, he had no books or magazines, my laptop was out in my car and I still had another 30 minutes to kill. I wandered downstairs and into the kitchen. Sitting in the middle of the counter was a small engagement ring. I panicked at the sight of it and ran right back upstairs. The whole topic of marriage was just to scary.

Subject change!

I hadn’t showered for two days, maybe I should shower. I found a towel and turned on the hot water. Harry’s shower was completely open, which I didn’t mind but it was weird to not have 100% privacy.

I slipped off my bra and panties and folded them neatly on the counter. I got into the shower and let the hot water run all over my body. I used whatever soap was there and scrubbed away the last few days events.

As I was about to finish and get out. I heard the door open.

“Harry?” I called, turning off the water and reaching for my towel.

No response. That’s when I started to panic. I wrapped the towel tightly around my body and slowly descended down the stairs.

“Hello?” I called out.

“Who are you?”

I turned to the door. There was a man in a suit standing in the kitchen with his hands in his pockets.

My mouth opened in shock.

“You going to answer or just stand there?” he asked, stepping closer to me.

“I’m a friend of Harry’s.” I said quietly.

“A friend?” he asked, looking me up and down.

I held the towel tighter.

“A friend.” I repeated.

The front door flew open and in ran Harry. His eyes filled with rage when he noticed how close the man was standing to me.

“Get away from her.” he said, causing the man to turn around.

“Harry.” the man replied. “Be reasonable.”

Harry quickly stepped in front of me, shielding me from the unknow man.

“Is this that little whore your fiance has been tweeting nonstop about?” he asked.

Harry clenched his fist and took a step forward.

“Ex-fiance.” Harry replied.

“Oh right, sure, ex.” the man started. “By the way, the name’s Desmond.”

The man looked directly at me.

“I’m the kid's father.”

“Go upstairs Melody.” Harry said.

Without hesitation, I ran right back up the stairs and sat on the bed. Hoping to still be able to hear the conversation.

“So that’s melody. Didn’t get the chance to meet her after you almost got arrested for attempting to kidnap her.” Desmond chucked.

“I didn’t try and kidnap her. She makes her own choices.”

“Oh just like she chose to go back upstairs. You didn’t tell her to do that, right?” Desmond questioned.

“Enough about her.” Harry started. “What is it that you want?”

“Kendall called and was pretty upset about you canceling the engagement for some slut you cheated with.”

“Melody isn’t some slut and I didn’t cheat on Kendall.” Harry yelled.

“Right. Anyways, I’m just here to take Melody home so we can get on with this wedding. I’m sure her father would appreciate me bringing her back.”

There was no chance in hell that I was leaving. Harry didn’t force me to stay here. I wanted to be here… I think. I grabbed one of Harry’s shirts and threw it on over my bra and panties. I crawled into bed and wrapped the blankets over my head as Desmond and Harry yelled below.

“Just get out.” Harry yelled.

“Then tell Melody to pack her things. I want her gone.” Desmond yelled back.

“She stays.”

“Do you even love her?” Desmond asked.

There was an awkward silence. Harry signed.

“Do you?” Desmond pestered.

“I think so.” Harry said softly.

“Weak. That’s what you are. A weak pathetic little pussy who thinks he loves some $5 american slut.”

Did his father really just call him that? The man who brought Harry into this world has the nerve to insult him and me while we both are in the room? I violently threw the covers off of me and stomped downstairs.

“Get the fuck out.” I yelled.

Desmond turned and started directly at me.

“I’m not some $5 slut and Harry is not a weak pathetic little pussy. You think you have the right to march in here and try and tell him who he can and can’t love?”

Harry was speechless.

“If Kendall wants to be engaged to him so bad then fine!” I started, grabbing the ring and throwing it at Desmond. “How about you go and propose to her and see how you like being around the selfish bitch!”

“Well I-”

“Save it asshole. Now get the fuck out!” I yelled.

Desmond shook his head in shock, turned around and left. Slamming the door behind him.

I turned to Harry and stared at my feet. Harry stepped closed and closed to me until I was pinned against the wall.

“Don’t ever, fight my battle for me, ever, again.” he said, looking directly down at me.

He slid his hand down into my panties and right to my core, curving his two fingers he slowly slid them in, making sure to hit my g-spot.

“Got it?” he sternly asked, steadily picking up speed.

His fingers did wonders to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned into his shoulder. He removed his finger and in one swift motion, picked me up forcing me to wrap my legs around his torso.

He carried me upstairs and carefully set me down on the bed. He removed his shoes and threw his jacket across the room.

“You need to be taught a lesson Mel.” he said crawling on top of me.

I looked him directly in the eyes as I placed my hands behind his head.

“Did you mean what you said?” I asked.

“What did I says?” he asked, lifting up my shirt and kissing down my stomach.

“That you think you love me…”

Harry stopped dead in his tracks. Anger boiled behind his eyes as he moved his face to meet mine.

“I don’t think I love you.” he said.

The words hit my like a brick. Why would he say one thing to his father and then tell me another?

He chuckled shaking his head at how nervous his words make me.

“After what you said to my father, I know I love you.” he added, crashing his soft lips into mine.

He pulled away and laid his head on my chest.

“I love you too.” I whispered.

I could feel a smile growing on his face.

“Mel?” Harry asked, not moving his head.

“Yeah?

“Can I fuck the shit out of you now?”

Before I could reply, Harry moved his head in between my leg. Using his teeth, he carefully removed my panties. I couldn’t help but laugh at this dumb party trick.

“What’s so funny Mel? Never had your knickers taken off like that?”

I gripped the sheets as Harry buried his face in me. I was in complete bliss.

“Harry I'm gonna-”

I arched my back and my lost lost all control. Harry looked up at me a smiled. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it is my ears.

Harry laid down next to me.

“That's it?” I asked, puzzled to why he stopped there.

“I’m not going to give away all my secrets.”

I hated being teased. It drove me insane. I wanted Harry so bad but I didn’t want to sound desperate.

“Are you hungry?” I asked, looking over at him.

“No, I’m good, I just ate.” he said, bursting out laughing.

Notes

Ohhhh things are getting steamy!!!

Mel and Harry and moving pretty fast!!! Will they crash and burn or make it work???

More to come!

xoxo Å