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

Chapter 20- What went wrong?

Louis' p.o.v.

"I think that I'm in love with Emma." My eyes widened at his words. "Am I stupid to?" He asks. Of course you are, Haz! Only you and Emma can see it! "No. Not at all. I don't think that your feelings for her even left in the first place." I looked at Eleanor who was staring at me with a confused face.

"So what should I do?" He asks. "Erm... Do something that Liam would do." I suggested before hanging up, throwing my phone onto the couch, and started hip thrusting everywhere. "We gotta call the others!" I yelled and dialed.

First couple: Shay and Niall:

"Yellow!"

"Green!"

"Orange!"

"Hey I was about to say that!" I frowned when Shat picked up. "So what's up, Queen Elizabeth?" She chuckles. "Harry just called." I yelled. "He said that he has feelings for Emma!" I held my phone away whilst Shay screamed.

"We'll do something! Do something that Liam would do!" She laughed before saying "So you'll call Liam. I'll call Zayn." I nodded before realizing that she couldn't see me. "Kays! Bye!" She giggles through the phone. I tapped a few more keys before holding the phone up to my ear and waiting...

Emma's p.o.v.

Everyone (since there was a lot of us) were going to a rented out cabin not too far from Harry"s place. Typical Gemma to find a place. I was in my sweater, coat, galaxy leggings, and UGGs.

The cabin rented looked a lot like the one that the Cullen family lived in... Not that I'm team twilight. I'm... More of team Tyler (or for most people, #teamguywhotriedtorunbellaoverwithhistruck). I was carrying all of the presents for everyone in four huge bags.

Inside the cabin was cushioned seats with a warm fireplace and the regular cliche stuff. I basically got forty gifts shoved at in the face (trust me. Shay's gift was the size of my closet).

"Oh my gosh! Your hair!!" Shay happily jumps around and so does the boys. "Colorful suits you, Emma. Keep it that way." Perrie complimented and I nodded thank you.

Everyone was tearing away their gifts and I looked at the small box in my hand. What if he doesn't like it? Before I could think, I walked up to Harry and placed the box in his hand. "It isn't that big, really. I found this watch at antique store in New York..." I trailed off thinking about Matt.

Matt.

Merry Christmas, sweetheart.

Harry's p.o.v.

I opened the box to find a 1980 Hublot watch. HOW DA FUG DID SHE GET THIS?!

(A/N: if any of you don't know, Hublot watches can cost up to a million dollars)

She shrugged. "It's New York. The man sold a Gucci bag for twenty dollars." Her face looked in deep thought. "Thank you, anyways." I murmured into her ear and gave her a bear hug. "Harry.... I some air would be nice." Emma gasped. Oops. I quickly let her go.

Louis was running around in one of the onesies that Shay got him which she said was 'made of silk so please be delicate with it'. Who the flack makes silk onesies?

"Hey Emma! Take your coat. We're going outside for just a moment."

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Okay...

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Emma'a p.o.v. (A/N: the changing point of views are annoying and in sorry about that "/)

It was snowing slightly and I felt cold. "What are we doing out here, Harry?" I yelled. "Wait." He murmurs and looks above us before holding out a small box to me. "Merry Christmas.... After all these years." I slowly opened the box and gasped. It was a small bronze necklace with a small bronze camera.

"I know your thing for photography." He chuckles. "I still remember that day when I had to carry you home when you jumped out of a tree cause you got stuck because of that 'fascinating' bird nest." He runs a hands through my hair.

"Here. I help you put it on." He smiles showing his dimples... Showoff. I noticed that he was wearing the watch that I gave him. Huh. Since it was so expensive, he could've just put it on auction on eBay or something and earn some cash for it.

He clips the necklace around my neck and admires how it looked with me. "It looks perfect." Harry murmured pushing himself closer that I could feel his body heat radiating off of his body. "Just. Like. You." He said getting closer each time by word.

Stop him! He's getting closer, you idiot! My hands and nose were numb. My feet suddenly noticed that it was standing in snow and decided then to stay frozen.

He's not gonna do it! Harry lost his feelings for you five years ago! He's probably going to pull you into a hug or something. My eyes glanced up to see what he was looking at before.... A mistletoe... Shit. No! No! NO!

His nose brushed against mine. This is insane. I started to wiggle uncomfortably. But before I could react, his lips pressed onto mine and his hands grabbed my waist. All I could think about was Matt. Yes I still think about my dead ex boyfriend. Is that suppose to be a problem? My vision went fuzzy and I tried pushing away but his hands on my waist held me tight.

Dang.

Either I got weaker over the 5 years or Harry Styles has been working out. "Tell me you didn't feel that spark, Emma. Tell me you don't want to have what we had five years ago and I won't bother you again." He whispered kissing underneath my ear.

My stomach felt like it was turning. "I... I felt nothing, Harry." I whispered. He dropped his arms in shock whilst I quickly ran inside, into the loo, and puked what I had for dinner just an hour ago.

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Hey hey! Credits to @littlemissfickle628 who thought of the mistletoe and the puking again idea, so shout out to her! Emma is being a bit hard, no?

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