Handcuffed to a Flirt ( 1D Harry Styles)

Ch. 17 Radio Interview

Helllooo! So I found out today that the girl took down my story.

If she's reading this sorry for all the hate, didn't mean for that I just wanted you to take down my story.

ANYWAYS! I'm happy and I decided to upload!!! :) 

I may not upload a lot now cause school starting and I have work to finish and yeah!

Enjoy!!! Love ya xxx.

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--- Melody’s POV---

Last night was a blur. Harry and I came home to find Carter crying his eyes out and I don’t understand why? Annebelle told us it’s because he saw Titanic but that’s a lie because we saw it the other day and he was fine.

Something else is up with him but I can’t put my finger to it. When I sat down next to Harry to watch the movie, he seemed annoyed.  He stared at me during the entire movie, his mind seemed elsewhere.

 Now that I think about it, he stared at Harry and me. He’s been acting differently since he found out that I was handcuffed to Harry; like if it bothered him. I need to talk to my Best Friend pronto.

I fluttered my eyes and find myself trapped in a pair of strong arms. I hear a soft snoring in my ear. I lift my head up slightly and see Harry looking like an angel with his curls in his face. His chained hand is under my pillow having my chained hand on top of me. I try to break free from his grasp but he just tightens his grip around me. I end up giving up and rest my head on Harry’s hand. I don’t need to worry about going to work now since I don’t have a job.

That reminds me of the day we had yesterday. It felt nice to just hang with Harry as friends; I didn’t think that was possible with him. I started to doze off again when a hand stirred underneath me.

I lifted my head slight and saw pair of big, green eyes staring at me.

“Morning” Harry said in that sexy morning voice he has. He sat upright pulling me up and untangling our hands.

“Morning” I smiled at him. I wonder the plan for today is. We stared at each other for what seemed like a century but it wasn’t uncomfortable or anything; it was nice. After a while, we heard footsteps outside.

“Morning sleepy heads! Get dressed and come eat breakfast, I need to talk to all of you” Annebelle ordered. I couldn’t help but grin at my dear friend.

After she left we got up and changed. I wore a high-low floral sun dress with a thin belt at my waist and a pair of oxfords. Harry changed into skinny black jeans and a blue plaid shirt with his converses. I left my hair loose and my make up natural. Harry on the other hand styled his hair to perfection.

We went to the kitchen and found Carter yelling at Annebelle. “You can’t!!! What about me!!! You can’t leave me all alone!!! Annebelle think about what you’re doing!!!”

“What’s going on?” I asked. Carter turned to look at me and then Harry. His expression changed from angry to rage when he saw us. I don’t get it!