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
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
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
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.
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
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
Melody's POV:When I reached his studio, which wasn't hard to find through some Google search, he wasn't there."He isn't here?" I asked one of the guards.He looked down at me with a pointed stare."No, ma'am. He isn't." Maybe he was just making that up so I won't go inside. But like, why would he?"Alright." I said backing off and walking the opposite direction.I took out my phone and called Asher for the third time. Why wasn't he answering? Was he really mad at me for that day? Maybe I shouldn't have been so desperate.But to my surprise, he picked up this time."Hello?" "Asher! Why weren't you picking up?" I exclaimed.I saw a lady giving me a stare. "I...didn't know you were calling." He replied.Their was this something in his voice which I couldn't put my finger onto. He didn't sound like the normal Asher."Where are you?" I asked. "Because I know you're not in your studio."I most definitely did not want him to lie to me. Not now, when I really needed to see him."Why do
Melody's POV:I opened my eyes in surprise. It was definitely more than surprise. I was shocked. His hazel eyes looked back at me.Too close."Wh-" I started but he interrupted me by kissing me again.I could not feel a single thing except his hand on my neck and his arm around my waist. And the way his lips felt against mine. Something tugged inside me, pushing me closer towards him.He pulled apart an inch, looking down at me. I was as speechless as ever. I didn't know what to say or how to react to this. I gulped noticing how tightly my fists were clenched against his shirt. I found my eyes looking back at him again."Asher-""Don't make me change my mind, Mel." He murmured.I blinked feeling my heart race.Was this really happening?"But-" He interrupted me by pulling me in for another kiss.And once again all my breath rushed out of me. I could feel something erupt inside me. I could feel my heart racing. I could feel my face heating up. But, I couldn't help this time. I gave in