Melody's Pov: A Narrative Fiction
Melody's Pov
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I sneered.
"I just wanted to see you." He reached out to touch my cheek, but I slapped it away.
"Let me see your phone."
"What?"
"Let me see your damn phone, Harold!" He reluctantly handed me the phone. I went through every missed call and text message I'd sent him since he stopped talking to me. "Hmpf, so you can read a text but, you can't reply?" I threw his phone at him and watched as he tried to catch it while not dropping it.
"And I'm sorry. I felt bad for never answering or replying back to your calls or texts. That's why I had Jenna bring you here." I slowly looked at him.
"You did all of this for me." He looked at me with apologetic eyes.
"Yeah, and I know you hate when I buy …show more content…
you things, but I had to do something to prove how sorry I was. So for the next two weeks I'm all yours. It's just gonna be me and you." He grabbed my hands.
".....How much is this costing you?"
"Can you not worry about that right now. We have better things to do." He smiled at me reveling his dimples. He picked me up and threw me on the bed. He straddled me while kissing my neck, then moved to my shoulders. He held onto my waist as he turns us over so I could be on top. "I've missed you so much Mel." He went to kiss me again, but I turned my head and his lips collided with my cheek. "What's wrong babe? Are you still upset at me?" Of course I was still upset with him. He completely stopped contacting me for about three months and he thinks it's okay to start up where we last left off.
"No, I just need to take a shower. You know, the plane ride over here was hell." I got off of him and went for my bag. Then I felt a pair of large hands grab my waist, pulling me into his 'lower region'.
"You want me to join you?" He kissed the back of my neck, making his way between my shoulder blades.
"No, I really need to shower without any distractions." I pried myself out of his hold on me and rushed to the bathroom before he could say anything.
I started the bath water and stripped off my clothes. After about half an hour I stepped out of the tub. I dried off, then wrapped the towel around my body. I looked for my clothes to put on and realized I must've dropped them when Harry tried to get into the bath with me. I cracked the door and peered out into the bedroom.
"Mel, you might as well come out. I can see you."
"Really, you can?"
"Yeah, I can. And you forgot your stuff out here so I took it upon myself to pick out your outfit for the rest of the day." He pointed to some clothes on the edge of the bed. His eyes never leaving the TV screen. I went over to look at what he had picked out. "Don't just stand there and look at it. Put it on." He laughed, as I put the dress on and walked over to the mirror next to the bathroom door. I looked at every inch of myself in the dress. "What's wrong Melody? You don't like it?" He was now sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I like it, but it's not on me. I don't know why you would pick this out. It's so tight. You can literally see everything." I ran my hands over the sides of the dress and my butt.
"Babe, stop doing that!" he whined, "You look perfect. You always do." I walked over to him and he pulled me in between his legs. Then he pulled me closer to his body, so close our faces almost
touching
"Correction Harry. No one is perfect." I shuffled through my clothes until I found my green maxi dress. I walked back into the bathroom to do my make up and change. I put my hair in a high bun and a slight gloss on my lips. Nothing much, but it was all I needed. In the mirror stood Harry in the doorway fixing his tie. I couldn't help but to smile which made him smile.
"Now that's my girl." He said making his way over to me and kissed my temple. "Are you ready?"
"Mhm." I walked out of the bathroom to the living room and made my way to the door with him hot on my trail.
"Let me get that." He said as he opens the door and held it open for me. I walked past him flashing a genuine smile. He led me to the elevator. We waited for a few seconds for the elevator to come up. My eyes were focused on the door when I heard the elevator ding. We stepped in and even though it was just us two I tried to avoid eye contact with him, like you do when there's a lot of people on an elevator. He used one of his hands to pull me closer to him and his other wrapped around my waist. I became stiff at the sudden gesture, still not looking him in the eyes. He let out a sigh and his grip on me loosened.
We finally reached the ground floor and made our way to the Beach House dining area. Harry went to go talk to one of the waiters. He nodded his head, indicating for Harry and I to follow him. Harry held out his hand. I grabbed a hold of it as we followed the waiter to our table. It was on the deck, right on the ocean front.
"Can I start you off with something to drink?"
"We'll both have water." Harry said. His eyes never leaving mine.
"And do you know what you would like to eat already?"
"Yes. We'll be sharing the Kapalua Mud Pie."
"And is that all?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I'll be back with your waters soon." I waited for the waiter to walk out of hearing distance. My smile towards Harry dropped like a heartbeat doing a flat line.
"So 'Haz', what were you doing that was so important that you couldn't return at least one of my messages?"
"Are you seriously going to bring that up right now?"
"YES! Because if you think, that I believe you're bringing me all the way out to Malaysia for not making an attempt to get in contact with me is going to make me forget you did that, you must think I'm stupid." I looked around and saw that Harry and I were the only ones here. "Please tell me you did not reserve this whole area for us." He just nodded. "Why would you do that? Unless there's more to this whole story on why you didn't want to talk to me?" A look of realization and disgust spread across my face and I'm pretty sure Harry knew what I was thinking
"Now wait a min-" Harry began, but was cut off by the waiter.
"Here are your drinks." He set the waters down in the middle of the table. " Your dessert should be out in a few minutes." And with that he went as quickly as he came. Harry's face was so scrunched up that it looked like he just ate a lemon. He licked his lips before he continued on, on what he had to say.
"Now if you for a second thought that I would cheat on you, then you must be stupid." My mouth was agape when those words spilled from his mouth. "I would never think about being with anyone else but you." He leaned back into his chair and studied my hurt face. "You really don't know why I'm doing this do you?" He asked, getting up to come sit next to me. " Babe, what's today?" I had to think about it.
"July 9?"
"Okay, so that would make tomorrow the 10th, correct."
"Yeah."
"And tell me Melody, what's so important about the 10th?" I shrugged my shoulders. " How about we try it's your birthday, Mel." Oh shit! How did I forget my own birthday? I looked at Harry walking back to the side of the table he was originally sitting on.
"Harry....Harry, I'm sorry." I whispered to where he could me.
"And here is your Kapalau Mud Pie!"
"Okay."
"Sorry." I said.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I sneered.
"I just wanted to see you." He reached out to touch my cheek, but I slapped it away.
"Let me see your phone."
"What?"
"Let me see your damn phone, Harold!" He reluctantly handed me the phone. I went through every missed call and text message I'd sent him since he stopped talking to me. "Hmpf, so you can read a text but, you can't reply?" I threw his phone at him and watched as he tried to catch it while not dropping it.
"And I'm sorry. I felt bad for never answering or replying back to your calls or texts. That's why I had Jenna bring you here." I slowly looked at him.
"You did all of this for me." He looked at me with apologetic eyes.
"Yeah, and I know you hate when I buy …show more content…
you things, but I had to do something to prove how sorry I was. So for the next two weeks I'm all yours. It's just gonna be me and you." He grabbed my hands.
".....How much is this costing you?"
"Can you not worry about that right now. We have better things to do." He smiled at me reveling his dimples. He picked me up and threw me on the bed. He straddled me while kissing my neck, then moved to my shoulders. He held onto my waist as he turns us over so I could be on top. "I've missed you so much Mel." He went to kiss me again, but I turned my head and his lips collided with my cheek. "What's wrong babe? Are you still upset at me?" Of course I was still upset with him. He completely stopped contacting me for about three months and he thinks it's okay to start up where we last left off.
"No, I just need to take a shower. You know, the plane ride over here was hell." I got off of him and went for my bag. Then I felt a pair of large hands grab my waist, pulling me into his 'lower region'.
"You want me to join you?" He kissed the back of my neck, making his way between my shoulder blades.
"No, I really need to shower without any distractions." I pried myself out of his hold on me and rushed to the bathroom before he could say anything.
I started the bath water and stripped off my clothes. After about half an hour I stepped out of the tub. I dried off, then wrapped the towel around my body. I looked for my clothes to put on and realized I must've dropped them when Harry tried to get into the bath with me. I cracked the door and peered out into the bedroom.
"Mel, you might as well come out. I can see you."
"Really, you can?"
"Yeah, I can. And you forgot your stuff out here so I took it upon myself to pick out your outfit for the rest of the day." He pointed to some clothes on the edge of the bed. His eyes never leaving the TV screen. I went over to look at what he had picked out. "Don't just stand there and look at it. Put it on." He laughed, as I put the dress on and walked over to the mirror next to the bathroom door. I looked at every inch of myself in the dress. "What's wrong Melody? You don't like it?" He was now sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I like it, but it's not on me. I don't know why you would pick this out. It's so tight. You can literally see everything." I ran my hands over the sides of the dress and my butt.
"Babe, stop doing that!" he whined, "You look perfect. You always do." I walked over to him and he pulled me in between his legs. Then he pulled me closer to his body, so close our faces almost
touching
"Correction Harry. No one is perfect." I shuffled through my clothes until I found my green maxi dress. I walked back into the bathroom to do my make up and change. I put my hair in a high bun and a slight gloss on my lips. Nothing much, but it was all I needed. In the mirror stood Harry in the doorway fixing his tie. I couldn't help but to smile which made him smile.
"Now that's my girl." He said making his way over to me and kissed my temple. "Are you ready?"
"Mhm." I walked out of the bathroom to the living room and made my way to the door with him hot on my trail.
"Let me get that." He said as he opens the door and held it open for me. I walked past him flashing a genuine smile. He led me to the elevator. We waited for a few seconds for the elevator to come up. My eyes were focused on the door when I heard the elevator ding. We stepped in and even though it was just us two I tried to avoid eye contact with him, like you do when there's a lot of people on an elevator. He used one of his hands to pull me closer to him and his other wrapped around my waist. I became stiff at the sudden gesture, still not looking him in the eyes. He let out a sigh and his grip on me loosened.
We finally reached the ground floor and made our way to the Beach House dining area. Harry went to go talk to one of the waiters. He nodded his head, indicating for Harry and I to follow him. Harry held out his hand. I grabbed a hold of it as we followed the waiter to our table. It was on the deck, right on the ocean front.
"Can I start you off with something to drink?"
"We'll both have water." Harry said. His eyes never leaving mine.
"And do you know what you would like to eat already?"
"Yes. We'll be sharing the Kapalua Mud Pie."
"And is that all?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I'll be back with your waters soon." I waited for the waiter to walk out of hearing distance. My smile towards Harry dropped like a heartbeat doing a flat line.
"So 'Haz', what were you doing that was so important that you couldn't return at least one of my messages?"
"Are you seriously going to bring that up right now?"
"YES! Because if you think, that I believe you're bringing me all the way out to Malaysia for not making an attempt to get in contact with me is going to make me forget you did that, you must think I'm stupid." I looked around and saw that Harry and I were the only ones here. "Please tell me you did not reserve this whole area for us." He just nodded. "Why would you do that? Unless there's more to this whole story on why you didn't want to talk to me?" A look of realization and disgust spread across my face and I'm pretty sure Harry knew what I was thinking
"Now wait a min-" Harry began, but was cut off by the waiter.
"Here are your drinks." He set the waters down in the middle of the table. " Your dessert should be out in a few minutes." And with that he went as quickly as he came. Harry's face was so scrunched up that it looked like he just ate a lemon. He licked his lips before he continued on, on what he had to say.
"Now if you for a second thought that I would cheat on you, then you must be stupid." My mouth was agape when those words spilled from his mouth. "I would never think about being with anyone else but you." He leaned back into his chair and studied my hurt face. "You really don't know why I'm doing this do you?" He asked, getting up to come sit next to me. " Babe, what's today?" I had to think about it.
"July 9?"
"Okay, so that would make tomorrow the 10th, correct."
"Yeah."
"And tell me Melody, what's so important about the 10th?" I shrugged my shoulders. " How about we try it's your birthday, Mel." Oh shit! How did I forget my own birthday? I looked at Harry walking back to the side of the table he was originally sitting on.
"Harry....Harry, I'm sorry." I whispered to where he could me.
"And here is your Kapalau Mud Pie!"
"Okay."
"Sorry." I said.