I'm "That" girl

chapter fourteen

I woke up the next morning and last night instantly flashed back to my mind.

I couldn't help but smile but then I realised something.

Harry had his arm around me, and I was cuddled up to his chest. His bare chest.

I looked up at him and his mouth was slightly opened and he let out little snores. He looked so cute, so innocent. His curls were everywhere but it actually looked adorable. God he is perfect.

I lightly got up off him and made sure I didn't wake him up. And i got up and went to the bathroom. I wanted to brush my teeth so bad, but I didn't have my toothbrush, so I used some of Harry's mouthwash and then had one of his pieces of mint gum on the side of his bed. 

I just went to leave the room, but I was interrupted.

"Mmmm, what're you doin?"

I turned around and Harry had his eyes slightly open and his voice sounded so deep and raspy and tired and yeah, I think I just died.

"Was gonna leave you sleep in." I say quietly.

He smiles, oh my god he looks adorable when he first wakes up.

"Come back...." he says, stretching out his words.

I just giggle and walk back to his bed. I lay down with my head up. 

"Have a good sleep?" he asks, turning to his side to face me.

I tried my best to keep my eyes off his abs and tattoos.

But I just couldn't.

"Yeah. Did you?" I ask, looking back up to his eyes quickly.

He smiles and nods.

"We cuddled last night." He says.

Well, that was random. But he was right, we did. 

I instantly felt the blood rush to my cheeks. How many times is he going to make me blush?!

"We did." I say, still blushing hardcore.

"I liked it." he says.

Ok, by now I was just about dying. I smile and nod.

"I like your tattoos." i say, randomly.

He smiles and looks down at his stomach.

"Thanks. Some I regret, but I can't do anything about it now." he says.

"They are nice and look like they actually have meaning." 

"Yeah, they do."

I just smile at him and he looks up and returns the favour.

Then the door opens. 

"Morning cuties!"

Aubrey....

"Hey" i say.

I felt a little awkward saying 'Morning' to people. I don't know why exactly. I'm weird.

"Mornin' Bree." harry says.

"Get up and come downstairs. We're having breakfast like a family!" she says, excited.

A family? We must be a pretty fucked up family.

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I was in the bathroom with Rebecca while she was doing her makeup, and I was telling her about last night.

"He cuddled you?" she asks, wiping on some powder.

"Yeah. It was really adorable." I say.

"Mmm. Yeah."

She didn't really seem interested as she done her makeup, but I just shrugged it off.

*Rebecca's P.O.V*

Emily seemed really excited about how her and Harry slept in the same bed, and cuddled.

Don't get me wrong, I was happy for her. But I'm worried.

You see, Emily has never been 'in love', and she has never had anyone to be in love with. And i'm scared Harry's gonna make her fall for him, and then hurt her. I'm just... scared.

I approached Harry when he was putting away some dishes in the kitchen and nobody else was around.

"Harry, I needa talk to you." i say quietly.

"Go ahead." he says, continuing his chores.

"It's about Emily."

He stops what he was doing and looks at me.

"Go on.." he says, being very interested in what I'm saying.

"Emily said you two, well, slept in the same bed and, kinda cuddled."

I see a little smile pop on his face as he mumbles a "yes".

"I just wanted to tell you, please don't be too... flirty or anything with her." 

Now he looks really confused.

"What?" he asks.

"Harry, please don't hurt Emily."

"Why would I?"

I sigh. Boys...

"I just don't want you to lead her on, then, well, break her heart. I really don't want her to be hurt."

"I wouldn't do that ever," he bites his lip, "Has she been hurt before?"

"That's the thing, she hasn't ever been hurt and I don't want her to know what it feels like. Just, please don't make her fall for you if you don't plan to catch her."

"Rebecca I-"

"I'm serious, Harry. She is my best friend. If you hurt her, I will hurt you." I interrupt him.

He just stares at me.

"Bec come in here!" I hear Emily yell.

"Coming!" I yell, then I turn to Harry, "I'm warning you, Harold." I say, before walking away.

I hope he understands that I'm being serious.

Or else.

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End of chapter 14 wooo

soz its gay hahah

-Emily xoxoxo