Melanie's P.O.V:

I ring my doorbell and wait patiently for my family to open the door, although I am fully wet and freezing, but I am still trying to be patient.

I wait for two minutes, but get no response, so I ring the bell again, waiting for few more seconds, but then I start getting irritated so I start banging on the door. I gaze at my surroundings and stop the banging, when I hear a weird noise from behind me.

I am about to bang on the door again, when suddenly my sister opens the door and my fist is just one inch away from her face, making me stop my hand, otherwise I would have knocked her face instead of the door.

"Melanie, couldn't you wait for a second?" Samantha asks me with a pissed off look on her face.

"Second? I have been standing here for years." I say metaphorically, rolling my eyes at her. Her eyes widen when she takes a look at me from head to toe, gasping in shock.

"Holy shi-what the hell happened to you?" She shrieks, her eyes crawling all over my appeareance.

"Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik happened." I reply, rolling my eyes when she gags and gives me a questioning look, asking what it is.

"Egg yolk," I reply, pulling a look of disgust on my face and step forward but she pushes me outside, not letting me in the house, causing me to narrow my eye brows in confusion.

"You're not allowed to come in." She says, crossing her hands over her chest and standing like a boss in front of me, making my eyes wide.

"What? I'm not a vampire that you won't allow me to come inside, so I won't be able to step in anymore." I say, ignoring her and stepping inside, only for her to push me outside once again, causing me to groan and pass her a glare.

"I had wiped the floor fifteen minutes ago. So nope, there aren't chances of you to come in." She says, still crossing her arms over her chest, as I whine but then a smirk finds it's way on my lips and she looks at me raising her eye brow.

"I'll hug you, if you don't let me in." I smirk, running my tongue inside my cheek, causing her to take a step back from me and shriek.

"Don't you dare, Melanie! Stay where you are, I'm coming in a second." She threatens me, turning around and walking inside the house, leaving me standing at the door way, shivering in cold in my wet clothes and hair.

"Hurry up, I'm tired!" I whine, shifting on my legs, when again some noises catch my attention. I sigh when I notice the breaking of things and loud yellings coming from inside. They are fighting again.

Suddenly my sister appears in front of me with two plastic bags in her hands, causing me to furrow my eye brows in confusion as I give her a questioning look.

"You're going to wear this on your feet, and then you can step inside." She says, casually shrugging her shoulders as I raise my eye brows at her with my mouth widen.

"Are you kidding me?" I gasp at her.

"No need to argue with me, just wear these and you can come in, otherwise keep standing out for the whole day." She warns, moving her hand forward and handing me the plastic bags as I give her puppy dog eyes before lifting my head up and looking at sky, pretending to talk to God.

"Why me God, why m-"

"Quit the drama, wear 'em quickly and step inside, you gotta help me in the preparations of tonight's dinner since Mum is busy fighting." She says, rolling her eyes and letting out a heavy sigh.

"When isn't she fighting? They keep on fighting all the time. It's not something new for us." I say, bending down a little, to wear the plastic bags on my feet.

"Yeah, I know. Just sick and tired of their fights all the time, they drag everyone into it, they don't even know how much we suffer from this and due to these reasons, our brother and sister left us." She resents, huffing as I notice the look of sorrow all over her face.

"I miss them," I say, finally stepping inside my house, making squeaking noises with the plastic bags in my feet, and walking like a duckling.

"I miss them too," She says, when I turn over to face her and notice tears brimming in her eyes, as she blinks them away, shutting the door behind me.

I sigh and move forward, placing my hand on her shoulder, giving her a smile. "Hey, I'm still here for you."

"You don't get time from your best friends, studies, your boyfriend and your fights with him." She says, straightening up, and smiling at me, a hint of tease showing up on her face, making me confused.

"When did I get a boyfriend?" I ask her, getting confused when a smirk find it's way on her lips.

"Three years ago," she says, smirking at me, causing me to think who she is talking about. I seriously have no idea who she is talking about.

"Don't put so much burden on your little brain, my nerdy." She says, chuckling and focussing on the word, "nerdy", causing me to clench my jaw in anger and groan.

"Don't call me that." I snap, making her laugh.

"Oops, I forgot, only your boyfriend is allowed to call you that." She says, wiggling her eye brows at me. I stand there, staring at her like a dumb person, it's not my fault that my brain acts dead sometimes, that's when it hits me who she is talking about.

"You did not!" I raise my voice, causing her to throw her head back in laughter. "You better not call that idiotá my boyfriend!"

"Zayn Malik, Melanie Philips' boyfrien-"

"Did I hear someone say free hugs? Does someone want free hugs?" I say, looking around the room, causing her eyes to widen when I land my gaze on her with a smirk on my face.

"I swear if you come any inch near me, I'll convice Trisha and Mum to arrange your marriage with Zayn!" She warns, taking steps back from me as I laugh and shake my head at her, stepping forward.

"You won't do that," I say, laughing but then I notice her face turning serious as she stops in her track and looks at me.

"I will do that, since Trisha likes you very much and she won't hesitate to make you her daughter in law, and the same goes with mum and Zayn. You know what? I've heard both of them talking about this topic before." She says, pouting and casually shrugging her shoulders at me, her last sentence catching me off guard as I stare at her wide eyes. I know she is messing up with me but the way she said the last sentence with a serious face and tone, it made me gulp and give her a serious look.

"Please tell me you're kidding?" I say, with a worried look on my face causing her to clutch her stomach and bend forward, laughing at me in hyrsterics.

"I like the look on your face," she says between her laugh, reminding me of Louis' sentence in the early morning.

"I hate you!" I yell, and step forward, where as she starts running away from me, and we both run all over our house, knocking off some things in the middle, and her toe's last finger to knock on a furniture, making her stop and I taking advantage of that, wrapping my arms around her, completely squishing her with my wet clothes.

"Melanie Samatha Philips, I hate you!" She yells, groaning and trying to free herself from my grasp, when I drop my arms from around her and turn around to walk upstairs to my room.

"I love you too, sis." I say in a teasing manner and continue to walk upstairs when she stops me in the middle, causing me to turn my head and look at her.

"Honestly speaking, Trisha and mum were talking about you and Zayn." She says, looking up at me seriously, making me roll my eyes at her with a chuckle.

"And what did they say?" I ask her, knowing that she is teasing me.

"That how great it would be if you and Zayn get in a relationship." She says, shrugging her shoulder making me laugh and shake my head at her.

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying this time," She says, with her eyes looking at me directly, making me straighten up and look at her with a frown on my face.

"Wait, they really want us to?" I ask with wide eyes and she nods her head.

"So do I," She says, making me shriek and give her a look of disgust.

"NEVER IN A MILLION, BILLION AND TRILLION YEARS!" I yell before storming off to my room, upstairs, and hearing laughs coming from behind me.

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"Melanie are you ready?" My mother asks, knocking on my bedroom door, getting no response from me in return, so she opens the door and barges into my room, finding me still snoring on my bed, drooling, causing her anger.

"Melanie Samantha Philips, wake up!" My mother yells, nudging my shoulders, causing me to turn over and cover my face with my duvet with a groan escaping my lips.

"I don't want to marry you Zayn, go away!" I yell in my sleep, causing my mother to pull away my duvet from my body, only for me to wake up with my eyes still closed and yank it from her hands, again covering my body with it, and snuggling into my bed.

"The Tomlinsons are already here, wake up!" She scolds me, turning on the lights of my room, causing me to jump on my bed and stare at her and my surroundings in confusion.

"Where am I?" I ask with my eyes and mouth widen, staring at my surroundings and my mother in confusion. It happens to me when I'm sleepy.

"You're at your home, we're about to have dinner and the Tomlinsons have already arrived." She informs, with a stern look on her face, glaring at me.

"I'm so sick of that same old l-" before I can sing the song completely, my body falls back on my bed, with my eyes shut.

"Melanie Samatha Philips, I want you to be ready in five minutes otherwise I'll get you married to your school's janitor!" She yells, making me cover my face with the duvet and sink in my bed.

"Unless it's not Zayn, then I'm fine with it." I mumble in my sleepy state, with my snores soon being heard in my room.

"Can I come in?" I hear a familiar voice speak up, half waking me up, and my mother allows the person to come in.

"Is she still sleeping?" He asks my mother, and my mother starts complaining about me, causing him to lightly chuckle.

"I have so many things to do and she is not waking up. Instead of doing tonight's dinner's preparation, I'm here waking up my two year old daughter! She always finds ways to annoy me." She complains and I hear sweet and light laughs coming from his mouth.

"Don't worry Mrs. Philips, I'll wake her up, and you can go." He says in his sweet voice, as I listen to their conversation, quietly under my duvet.

"Are you sure?" My mum asks him and he assures her, receiving a relieved sigh from her in response.

"Thank you, Louis." She says and the room goes quiet for a while, meaning my mother left the room, until I feel my bed dip inside, as someone sits on the edge of it.

"Mel?" Louis calls out in a slow voice.

"Mmmmh," a really weird moaning sound escapes my lips in response, making him chuckle. Well, what more do you expect from me while sleeping?

"Sleeping beauty, when are you gonna wake up?" He asks me in a teasing voice, making me sink in my bed deeper.

"When my prince charming will kiss me." I reply in a raspy voice. Did I just? I better wake up before blurting out something else.

"He tried to, earlier." I hear him mumble, making me groan as I whine for him to leave my room and let me sleep.

"Wake up now or else I'm gonna throw a bucket full of cold water on you. You know I can do that, so don't even doubt." He threatens, chuckling causing me to quickly jump and sit on my bed, with my eyes wide open.

"I'm up, I'm up!" I raise my hands, making him laugh at me as he gets up from my bed, leaving the room, and telling me to get ready quickly.

"I hate you for this, Tomlinson!" I yell back, when he shuts the door. I groan and get up from my bed, walking to my wardrobe, and getting changed into a black jumper and orange skinny jeans, tying my hair into a proper bun because I'm so not in the mood to make any hairstyle or let my hair open.

Call me weird, but I'm not even a fan of coating myself with dozens of makeup. That's why, I just apply a little bit of light pink lip gloss and black eyeliner. I am getting lazy to do it too, but unfortunately I have to do it, otherwise my mother would kill me.

While getting ready, my phone buzzes and I receive a message from Lottie. Why is she texting me when she's at my home?

From Lottie:
So sorry couldn't make it to your home now, maybe I'll come later or maybe I won't, as I have to do tons of homework. Sorry Love ya xx

To Lottie:
Shit. I hate you Lottie. :/

From Lottie:
Don't worry, my brother is there to accompany you. :)

To Lottie:
Lottie plz come *puppy dog eyes* :(

From Lottie:
I'll try, btw since I'm not there, so I hope ya two won't start eating eachother's face. :p

To Lottie:
OH GOD!! LOTTIE SHUT UP!!

While in the middle of my awkward chat with my best friend, I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

To Lottie:
Someone's on the door. Ttyl.

From Lottie:
Who's it? ;)

"Sorry if I sound annoying, but your mother is asking if you're ready or not?" I hear Louis' voice across the door.

"Yes, I am, wait a second." I reply back to him.

To Lottie:
Your Bro.

From Lottie:
Wtf is he doing on your door? Listen I beg you don't do anything. I don't wanna be an aunt at this age. :'(

To Lottie:
CHARLOTTE TOMLINSON!! Louis' waiting, I'm going

From Lottie:
Lou's waiting for what? ;) *winks*

To Lottie:
OMG You pervert! Bye. Wait no #GOODBYE

From Lottie:
Bye Future Sis-In-Law. :')

I keep my phone on a side, and bite my lips, standing in front of a mirror to notice myself blushing.

Oh wait, Louis is still waiting outside.

"Lou you still there?" I quickly rush towards the door and open it to reveal Louis still standing there, his gaze busy on his phone until he notices my presence and lifts up his head to look at me. He quietly stares at me, his eyes lightening up as a smile finds it's way on his lips, making my cheeks burn more.

"You look really pretty."

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