forever&always

~CHAPTER 32~

~EMILY'S POV~

***A few days later***

"I still can't believe you lied to me."

"I thought we were past that Em. You're here right now and that's all that matters."

"Well.. It's not okay! You need your blood! I could've killed you Harry."

"Ever heard of what's mine is yours? This applies to this. Just drink your caramel macchiato."

"This is a totally different situation we're talking about! And no I'm full."

"Em.. You've had nothing but a half a piece of bagel this morning. You need to eat and get better."

"Bagels ruin your teeth and coffee makes you get all hyped up on caffeine."

"Want me to get you a decaf?"

"Wh- No. Just promise me that you'll never do anything dangerous again and I'll drink it."

"I promise."

"Pinky promise."

We locked our little pinky fingers together to seal the promise. Harry held the cup of Starbucks Caramel Macchiato up to my face for me to drink it. He was smiling at me and I gladly took the cup from his hand. I sipped the sweet drink from the straw while watching Harry type on his laptop. He had taken me to Starbucks to buy me my favorite drink- and his- which was a Vanilla Latte. His large hands had taken up the whole keyboard and I was fascinated with just him typing. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen- while glancing up from time to time to check up on me. He had his beanie on and his glasses. We sat always where we usually sat- the corner where you could see the coffee getting made.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"Can you teach me how to play football?"

"Hu- What? Football? Why all of a sudden? You said that football was scary."

"Well.. You know what people say. YOLO. Lets call up the boys and play."

"No can do beautiful. You're still sick. Your wound may open up again. You are suppose to be resting. Next time."

"..."

I was disappointed. For the past few weeks, Harry prevented me from doing anything. I wasn't allowed to go out for more than an hour and I couldn't even go out and play tennis. He yelled at me when I went to go now the lawn. That's right. I was so desperate to go out so I even volunteered to mow the lawn. He sent me back inside the house instantly and made me lie down in the bed the whole day. I was seriously annoyed now. I loved Harry and all but this was way to much now. I was glaring in Harry's direction when I stood up from the table.

"Where you going love?"

"I'm gonna go play football and you can't stop me. Stop treating me like a patient! You made me stay inside the house for like the whole month and way stuff like broccoli and mushy vegetables. I couldn't even eat a damn burger Harry!"

"Your in no condition to play football Em. Besides, you don't even know how football works. It's for your own good. Hamburgers aren't exactly what you would eat for nutrition.

"But that's the point! You eat a hamburger because you just eat it! Nobody in this world gives a crap about calories and fats anymore. I'm gonna vomit if I see another cauliflower again."

"Fine. Would you like a hamburger then? I could get one right now."

"Well.. Yes please but later. Right now, I've got a football game to go play."