Just One Hug

Melody's POV:I shrinked back against the metal door.He won't find me here. He'll think I went away. He will forget it. He will go back.All I could hear in this crappy basement was the sound of my heartbeat ringing in my ears and the sound of my rushed breathing.I closed my eyes wrapping my arms tightly around my knees. I had been in this situation many times, but I was still scared. Just like always.One minute passed.Then two...Then thr-"You think you can hide here?" He shouted from the door.I was starting to think he won't come, but once again I was wrong. He did find me.I froze at my position hoping he wouldn't see me behind the door. His footsteps echoed as he moved forward making my heart almost leap out of my chest. When his footsteps stopped, a feather of hope danced inside me.I slowly opened my eyes hoping he went away, only to see him right in front of me with an evil smirk. The smirk that always scared me. It'll always scare me.I stood up with my weak legs as fast

Melody's POV:I looked at Asher with my mouth slightly opened and wide eyes. While he just stared back at me, not even denying what he just said."You meant that as a joke." I said, finding back my tongue.It wasn't a question. Because even if he meant that, I wanted him to know that it will never happen. More like a command.I was giving a command."No." He said still staring right into my eyes.His hazel eyes were sparkling which was making me think he said that as a joke. I wasn't in a mood for jokes.After a minute of silence, I thankfully found my voice back."Do you even know what you are saying?" I asked.He nodded."Y-you cannot come with me." I said with a hard voice.His lack of answers was literally freaking me out. He raised one of his brows in confusion.Oof! Why doesn't he look a bit...ugly?"Who says that?" He asked tilting his head.I was literally freaking out deep within me. The thought of him or anybody else with me was not good."I am saying that." I said trying my

Melody's POV:"Why are you looking at your phone like it might grow a nose?" Asher asked looking at me curiously, instead of the road ahead."I am not." I said, still looking at my phone.To be honest, he was actually right. I had been stealing glances at the screen from time to time waiting for a call or message. I was hoping for a call from Mom. Or maybe...Tyler.I mean he called once. Couldn't he call back?Couldn't you call back?I fidgeted with my fingers thinking about it."Okay." He said going back to concentrate on the road.I scrolled through the missed calls again and again.What will my mother do? Will she stop looking for me? Will she give up? Will she ask Jordan? Will she ask Alyssa? Would she believe their lies? What if she believes?"Don't think too hard. It might burst your head." He hummed the words in a tune.I looked at him unbelievably.This guy is extremely crazy...He pursed his lips, not looking at me, controlling his laughter. I took the nearest thing which was

Melody's POV:Friends. That what I thought I'd never make. But I guess my life had different plans.I looked at the beautiful antique shop with golden encrusting on it's entrance door.Mom loved antique things. Like vases, door hangings, decorations. The moment I saw this shop, Mom came in my head. But it's not like I can buy anything for her. She's far away from me. She doesn't know where I am. She would never know. What would an antique piece do?I sighed and started walking ahead.I had been looking around the whole neighborhood. I mean, I'm living here. I should look around.I might just have taken two steps when I heard fast footsteps behind me. I turned with a jerk as my gut told me too.And then what? I slammed into someone really bad.I would've fallen right on the ground embarrassing myself in front of these strangers but thankfully, the person caught my arm balancing me on my foot."Oh God! I'm so sorry!" The person in front of me said in a truly apologetic voice.I looked a

Melody's POV:Wow.That's the first word that popped itself in my brain as I entered the studio. Leading from the glass doors was a long hallway that pretty much resembled as a reception.You know the feeling of deep nervousness? Or that feeling when all you want is to crawl in your bed and shut your eyes close?That's what I got when the people eyed me. Well, there weren't many of them but still it was awkward. However they didn't seem to do anything other then stare or do whatever they were doing.On the other hand, Asher wasn't even a bit nervous like I was. Why would he? It's his studio after all.He stopped suddenly in front of another pair of brilliant glass doors. And I, as clumsy as I am, didn't see him stopping and slammed right into him. He thankfully took hold of my shoulders before I would have fallen down and looked at me with a grin."I should probably warn you before we enter, that Bob inside would most definitely not be in a good mood. But who cares?" He said in a rush