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Just One Hug Sixty Six
Melody's POV:I smiled against him feeling something flutter inside me. We stayed like that for a while until I realized I had to go back. I pulled away but not too much, since he didn't let me."I've got to go. There is-" I stopped when I realized that Grandma was already watching us.I didn't even realize when she got out."Grandma." I finished before pulling away in surprise.Asher turned too before a grin formed on his face."Why didn't you tell you got out?" I asked her with a frown.She gave me a pointed smile."Well, who am I to interupt such a cute moment?" She asked.I cleared my throat, signalling her to not do this here. Instead, she kept on smiling."Why don't you two lovebirds come inside before you freeze to death?" She suggested.I closed my eyes, hoping Asher didn't listen."You do not have to go back, do you?" She asked Asher.As I opened my eyes, I saw Asher looking a bit surprised at the situation. I wish grandma would get the clue.I was about to say something when
Just One Hug Sixty Seven
Melody's POV:I was in a cafeteria.It looked like a school. A high school judging by the teenagers roaming around, crowding the tables, eating or gossiping their way towards the lunch line.Except it wasn't like that.Everyone was silent in the cafeteria. As if everyone had been pulled into silence. Not forcefully since most of them looked curious or surprised. I had no idea what had gotten everybody's attention. All I knew was that mostly, the glances were directed towards the table where a group of boys sat or it was towards me.They were looking at me.The possibility that people were looking at me in a flashback made me want to throw up. But that quickly disappeared when I realized that it wasn't me they were looking at. They were looking at the girl behind me.Melody.It felt like I was looking in a mirror. But she looked so different from...me. Something looked different in her. Something that I couldn't understand. She was wearing an oversized hoodie with a curtain of hair hi
Just One Hug Sixty Eight
Melody's POV:A concussion.That's what the doctor said it was when I woke up in the hospital bed. According to them, it had been few hours since I was out. "...this possible?" I trained my thoughts back on what Dad was saying.All I knew was that the news of me in the hospital had gone to dad somehow, probably through grandma, and now he was here when he should've been attending the wedding.Thankfully, Lucy didn't. I already felt guilty of pulling dad into this. I hated being in this hospital bed more than anything. Nothing was making me feel better.Especially, the looks everyone was giving me. Like it was my fault somebody gave me those pills which I felt too intrigued to take and fall in a...concussion.Grandma placed her hand on my shoulder, rubbing it comfortingly. "It's all fine, dear. Your dad's just a tad bit worried. That's all. He'll be fine." She reassured me.I looked back at dad who was talking with the doctor, a deep frown on his forehead. The thing that he was stil
Just One Hug Sixty Nine
Melody's POV:I took my coffee and headed for a table to sit on. It was the nearest café I could find this early morning. Because I felt like I wouldn't be able to open my eyes even a little bit if I don't get coffee.Especially since I had been busy all night between biology and stuff that concerned me. Which was a lot.I took the sip of the very extra strong coffee. I didn't usually drink this. I didn't drink coffee either. Looking out from the transparent glass walls, I saw the basic view of early morning Orlando.Most of the people hadn't even woken up yet. Except those who needed their coffee. Like me.I took out my phone, looking at the screen. I don't know what I was looking at. I wanted to call Asher. But what would I say? What you need to tell him!I know I practically panicked back at the hospital in front of him. I still do when I think about that pill box. But would he even believe me? It sounded too irrational even to my own self.He wasn't in that flashback. Did I even
Just One Hug Seventy
Melody's POV:I managed to convince Riley to keep her mouth shut about what she saw. But that didn't mean she wouldn't try to get it out from me. That's how she was."You didn't tell your own best friend?" She asked out loud as I sat down on my bed.Right now, almost everyone was in my dorm. Amelia, Selina and Riley. All of those who I didn't want to face right now."Didn't tell what?" Selina asked rummaging through her closet.Out of all of them, the most sober looking was Amelia. Who didn't even care what was going on at the moment. She was busy in her laptop, her glasses crooked on her nose."That she's seeing Asher Martinez." Riley completed.So much for actually begging her to shut up. I gave her a really bad look which she only returned with a shrug."They are your roommates, aren't they?" She went over to Selina and showed her hand.Selina looked over in unbelievable surprise."You bitch, where is my autograph?" She looked over at Riley.Amelia looked over at all of us."Asher
Just One Hug Seventy One
Melody's POV:"I don't know. It's hard concentrating when there's so much going on." I said glancing at Asher in front me.He zipped and unzipped his burnt orange jacket which in my opinion, looked really good on him. And maybe that's why I was finding my eyes on him every second."Maybe you should focus more on your counselling sessions?" He suggested.I looked away this time."Or maybe you should talk about this?" He looked behind me with a frown. But it disappeared as soon as it came.The café we were sitting in was very less crowded."To the counsellor?""I cannot believe you're actually saying that." I finally looked at him.God, why did he have to look so good?"What? I'm just trying to help." He said defensively.I shook my head."That doesn't even sound like you're trying. You know what it sounds like?"He looked at me in confusion."Like you're trying to get rid of me." I answered.He leaned back on his seat. You know what angered me more? That he didn't even try to deny it.
Just One Hug Seventy Two
Melody's POV:"How can he do that?" Amelia exclaimed.I looked up from my essay papers. The thought that the front door was opened and people were always passing by, was uncomfortable.Anybody could hear us."I don't see a reason why he can't." I replied.Amelia had known something was up the moment I returned from the café. She didn't press on it. Neither did I tell her. But the next morning, she had finally asked me. And I told her. I didn't see a reason why I shouldn't."Maybe he had lost his head or something." She muttered, biting on her nails.I looked at her confused, before moving back to my essay. I needed to submit it by today. Which was hard since a lot of things were circling my head. A lot of questions. A lot of emotions."He loved you, Mel."She genuinely seemed more sadder than me at that point."When I had my memory." I added.I hated how collected I sounded. In reality, I was a mess. I didn't know what to do. I was so lost."But it doesn't end like that." She insisted
Just One Hug Seventy Three
Melody's POV:"You are going on a date." Amelia snatched the book I was reading, from my hands.I was sure, the librarian would come any second asking her to shut her mouth. She was talking way too loudly. Especially gibberish like this."I didn't understand you." I took my book back."I arranged a date for you, Mel." She said with a smile.I looked at her and blinked."Well, it's actually a double date. Oliver's friend coming along." She sat down in front of me. "It's Justin."I kept looking at her."I'm not going on a date with Justin." I said in a low voice, aware of the stare, the librarian was giving us."Why?" She asked.I thought about a valid reason, but nothing came. Justin was probably one of those guys in our college who had everything. Looks, personality and...girls.And I could not."I'm not asking you to actually date him. I'm just trying to divert your mind." She added.I looked at her helplessly."I...can't go on a date." I wanted to tell her how much that thought hur
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