Love Her (the next part after 'Save Her')

Chapter 2- The Couple War

Emma's p.o.v.

I broke into a giggle. "Hey cow. You've never changed." My mind told me not to flirt with him. I have a boyfriend! (A/N: I'm sorry but they were apart for 5 years! 😿 Don't kill me!!!) Gosh he has turned from a cheeky bastard from Cheshire... to a cheeky bastard who actually cares about the promise!

"So you remembered our deal five years ago?"

Should I lie?

"Yeah. I was looking around for you."

"But we said that we'd meet up here by the wall."

Think of something! "Yeahhhhh." He took off his shades and stared intensely at my temple. "What is the scar?" His finger traces along the mark on the side of my face. "Oh it's nothing. I cracked my skull two years ago. No harm done."

He raises his eyebrows. "Doesn't look like it had no harm." He murmurs. I bit my lip. "So Harry! How are you?"

He nods. "Great. Just peachy." He smiles. "Anything for you?"

" I am a photographer, and sometimes work part time in some old fashioned diner. I have a small apartment with my friend, Chris."

My phone suddenly starts ringing.

From: Matt 💚

I excused myself and answered. "Hey baby." Harry's head suddenly snaps up. His usual light green eyes grew into some emerald color. "Hello beautiful. I miss you so much. I wish that you are here with me right now." I sighed.

"We'll I'm here until next Friday. I'm sorry Matt. If only you could come over and-"

"See you in six hours."

Isn't he sweet? "So... That was your boyfriend?" I nodded. "Yuppers. For two years." He nods and looks away. "How's Taylor?" I smiled at him.

"You're asking about Taylor?" He mumbles. I nodded. "She's.... Fine." He pulls out his phone and clicks a few buttons before showing me the screen.

"That's Lux. She's my stylist, Lou's daughter. Speaking of stylists, why have you stopped talking to Shay?"

I looked at him, confused. "What does Shay have to do with your stylist?"

"She helps out Lou and comes on tour with us. You didn't answer the question. After you ignored her calls and stopped Skyping her, she broke down. Niall isn't fond of what you did."

I nodded. Why haven't I talked to Shay? Well part of the reason was that I hit my head and can only remember my past from reminders. Another thing is that "I haven't Skyped or went on Facebook or Twitter for two years! Things with work and the diner put too much time on my hands.

"Not to mention that I barely talk to Matt in person because I have to travel the world taking photos of crap that people call 'art'."

Harry'a phone beeps and he answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby."

"No."

"I miss you too."

"Then how about tomorrow?"

"Yes I'll wear a suite this time."

"Yes I'll bring a limo this time."

"Yes I won't forget the bouquet. And the candles. And the rose petals. And the red wine."

"Love you too. Bye."

I stare at him with a playful smirk. 'Quite a girlfriend you got there." I said trying not to sound so mockingly.

"She's.... a handful. But worth it." I nodded and smiled. His eyes grew a nice light green. That was when I noticed the dark circles underneath his eyes. "Harry. Concealer doesn't fool me. I see your bagged eyes."

He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "Sorry. Work and everything has been very tight on schedule. Taylor isn't making it too easy."

His eyes rose up at me. "Are you trying to hint that your boyfriend is better than my girlfriend?"

I smirked. "We'll not better like that. Matt is a football coach at LaGuardia high school. He owns a small apartment in Manhattan. Sure he doesn't have a perfect vocal chord and isn't known world wide. But he did just book a plane to Cheshire just to come and see me."

"Well Taylor is absolutely a sweetheart. Sure she likes things a certain way but I love pampering her. Doesn't that make a good couple? I always say 'the best couples come when one does the pampering and one allows it.'"

"Emma! Oh my Flackin gosh! Emma is talking to Harry Styles!" Chris yells. Millions of flashes suddenly goes off.

"Harry! Can I have a smile?"

"Harry! Who is that girl?"

"What happened to Taylor Swift?"

"Who is that slut?"

"Why is that girl so fat?"

"Are you ditching Taylor for a slut?"

"Taylor is much better than you."

I ignored the threats, quickly gave a friendly nod to Harry and walked away whilst he called my name.

"Emma!"

"Emma!"

But he was devoured by the paparazzi. I stood outside as he got surrounded. "Nice seeing you Harry. Meet up next time?"