An Unexpected Turn

It's been 2 months since Niall stormed out of my apartment. I haven't heard from him. Hannah was still talking and visiting with Louis, but she never brought up Niall. I spent most of my time at the university studying for finals. It helped to keep me distracted and from thinking of Niall. I missed him, but I wasn't going to call him.
"Hey, Louis wants me to visit him in LA. He just bought a condo there and is throwing a party. Do you think you want to go with me?" Hannah asks as I'm putting my books in my backpack.
I shoot her a look and say, "Niall will be there." It was the first time saying his name out loud since he left.
"You're right, but so will Harry. He left Jordan, you know." She gives me a playful side eye.
"I don't know."
"Please, it'll be fun. You'll be done with finals by the weekend."
"I'll think about it."
The thought of seeing Niall gave me a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. Yet, the thought of seeing Harry gave me butterflies. Even though we kissed that night, I haven't spoken to him either which really bums me out.
-.-.-
I don't know why, but I agreed to go to the party. Not sure what I wanted to get out of it but I felt like I needed to go. Hannah and I checked in to the hotel at about 5 in the afternoon on Friday. I had my last final that morning at 8. I needed to rest and the party was Saturday. I was nervous.
The next day I woke up late and Hannah was long gone to have breakfast with Louis. So I was left with me, myself, and I for breakfast. It gave me a lot of time to think about the party. What will happen of I see Niall? What about Harry? The thoughts were stuck in my mind all day.
-.-.-
I wanted to look my best so I started getting ready with enough time. Hannah was going to straighten my hair and in return I was going to do her makeup. I opted to wear a green lace up top with a black leather mini skirt while Hannah opted for a tight backless black dress. She was killing it, Louis would love it.
We took an Uber to Louis' house, we could hear the music as we pulled up. My heart was beating rapidly as I stepped out of the car. Maybe this was a mistake.
Louis greeted us at the entrance and walked us to his bar to grab a drink. I opted for a Corona beer. It reminded me of home. Soon after grabbing our drinks, Louis whisked Hannah away, he wanted to introduce her to his sisters.
Great, I'm alone now.
I lean against the kitchen island to face the rest of the guests. That's when my eyes meet his. Niall was standing with 2 guys to my left. His eyes locked on me and an unreadable expression. I missed him, I wasn't going to lie. All I wanted was to run to him and kiss him and never let him go.
I see he starts walking this way, he was wearing a blue shirt and jeans. My favorite color on him.
"Hey." is all he says. I hadn't realized I'd been holding my breath.
"Hi." I respond, not really knowing his intentions.
"You look beautiful."
"Thank you." I felt blood rush to my cheeks. His blue eyes looked so bright and pure. He looked like the Niall I first met.
"I've missed you, Mel."
"You never called me."
"I know. I figured you didn't want me to. These past two months I've done nothing but think about you." His hands at my waist now. His touch ignited a desire within me.
"Niall... I don't know." I hated being this confused.
"Mel..." Niall says before bringing me closer to him and cupping my face with his hand. His lips meeting mine in a sweet kiss.
It felt like we were the only people in the room. The feeling quickly vanishing as I hear someone clear their throat loudly. I pull away from the kiss and see Harry standing there, his eyes going back and forth between Niall and I. I felt guilty and I wasn't sure why.
"Oh, mate, you remember Melanie. Well, of course you do, I've been talking about her non-stop for the past 2 months." Niall says with his hand at the small of my back. The same way Harry's hand was that night we kissed.
"Right." is all he manages to say. His arms crossed over his chest. He was wearing all black with his hair loose. Typical Harry attire, but it was perfect.
Harry just stood there, his face hardened like he was angry. I stepped away from Niall's touch before speaking.
"I'm going outside."
"I'll go with you, Mel." Niall offers.
"Don't." I say before I start walking, shooting a glance at Harry. I was hoping he'd be the one who followed me.
I went towards the glass doors that led to the condo's backyard. It had a pool and nice patio furniture surrounding a fire pit that wasn't lit up. I went to sit on one of the bigger patio chairs, they were out of view from the doors.
10 minutes had passed and I was still alone. Harry wasn't coming. I stand up and turn to head towards the doors when I see Harry's dark figure coming towards me. I sit back down in my spot and he joins me, sitting to my left. He was so close our legs were touching.
"I thought you and Niall were over." I knew he was going to start this conversation.
"We are." I look into those mesmerizing eyes. They looked darker in the night.
"So why did you kiss him, Mel?!" his voice sounded hurt.
"I don't know." I respond, now looking at my hands. What was I supposed to say? Harry leaned back on the chair, his arms still crossed. Then I got that same feeling I got after he kissed me. I needed to kiss him.
Without thought I turn towards my left and launch myself at him. Our lips meeting and hungrily kissing. This felt so right, it made me feel a way that I didn't feel with Niall. Kissing Harry was all I ever imagined. His touch was so much more special and exciting. My desire for him was one I couldn't contain. I was mad for Harry and being with Niall could never change that. I was only trying to convince myself that Niall was what I wanted, but it was Harry. It had always been Harry.
Harry then pulls away from the kiss and says, "Mel, don't play with my feelings."
"I'm not. I'm not, Harry. I want you, only you, all of you." and I had never spoken anything more true than that. I wanted him more than anything in my life and that included Niall.

We continue to kiss, not caring that there was a party just feet away from us nor that Niall was there. Things begin to heat up between us, the desire burning deep within me. I start to undo the buttons on Harry's shirt letting my hand roam his chest and abs. So many times did I wish to have him like this. He grabs my hips and tugs me so I am straddling him. My tight leather skirt hiked up around my waist. Harry's hand untucks my shirt from my skirt and starts to lift it over my head when a familiar voice says, "Guys..."

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