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

Chapter 21- I love You

Harry's p.o.v.

She didn't feel the same. I blinked a few tears before running off into the woods. Why was I so stupid? She'll never see me as more than a friend or a little high school fling. I kept on running without thought. "Harry?" Louis' voice echoed from behind. "Where are you?" I didn't stop. Twigs got caught in my curls, and I once ran into a spiderweb.

When I couldn't run anymore, I sat on a big rock. The leaves had been so thick (which meant I was probably in the middle of the forest) that not even one snowflake was able to get in. The leaves somehow also made the air more humid and warm.

I took off my coat and realized that I still had the watch on. Shrugging, I used my coat as a pillow and fell asleep.

Shay's p.o.v.

"What do you mean you didn't feel the same way?!" I shrieked. It had been morning and the boys have went out to look for Harry. "I don't, Shay. He told me that he'll never bother me again if I didn't feel the same way. And I didn't."

Stupid! Stupid girl!! "Emma, what is your definition of 'not bother'?" I gulped. "Erm... Not bothering with the 'I love you' stuff?" I grabbed my stress ball. "Emma! Why are you so stupid?! When he meant 'not bother', he meant that you won't be able to talk to him or see him as much! Well you will have to see him on tour, but do you know that you might've ruined any relationship that you could've ever have with that guy? What is wrong with Harry? When Matt died, who was the one who helped you pick up the broken pieces? When you jumped off of that hotel roof, who was the one who jumped after you?" I yelled.

Harry's p.o.v.

I sat outside the window listening to Shay's rant. Emma stayed still and silent. "I'm going upstairs." She murmurs. "Does she really love Harry?" Dani said not too sure. "It doesn't seem like it." Perrie added. "Well Emma has the same face she had in high school... When she was in love with him." Shay bit her lip.

My nose smelled something familiar. No. I ran around the house and opened the door (with keys. Only Louis leaves his door unlocked). "Harry! We were worried sick!" Eleanor yelled. I didn't say anything and ran upstairs. The smell was stronger there. I busted the door open to see Emma... with marajuana.

Emma's p.o.v.

"I THOUGHT THAT YOU GOT RID OF ALL OF IT!" Harry's usual bright eyes turned dark emerald. He grabbed my cigarettes and the one in my hand and threw them on the ground before stepping on all of them. 'Why?! I don't get you! All of us have tried so hard and you keep pushing away. Why can't you just get over the fact that Matt died?"

"Oh so Matt is the problem here? My dead boyfriend is the problem here?" I growled. "Yes! Because you love him and you don't even see that I love you!" My eyes blinked at his words. "You don't mean that." I laughed nervously. "I do." He came closer. I took a step back. "EMMA HATHAWAY, I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU." He yelled so loud that probably the girls downstairs and the boys out in the woods could hear.

"I LOVE EMMA! SHE IS THE MOST AWSOME PERSON I HAVE EVER MET! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT HER!" Harry kept yelling. "Hush, Harry! People can hear you." I hid my face in my hands. "Well I must not be yelling loud enough because the girl standing in this room, the girl that I love, don't get me."

He looked like he wanted to say more but held it in.... Awkward moment... I looked out of the window. A tree! Jackpot! I dove out of the window and into the tree. "What the hell are you doing?" Harry yelled. "Getting away from here! I'll quit the photography job and go back to New York. I-" I trailed off looking down. Damn. That is a huge fall from there.

I looked back at where Harry was, but he was gone. "Looking for your knight in shining armor?" A voice cheekily said. "You mean wearing foil... You wish, Harold!" I sighed. Five years later, and I'm still like this.

"Jump out! I'll catch you!" He yelled. "And remember what happened last time? I got two bloody knees." I yelled back. "That was five years ago!" He protested. "Just trust me? Please?" I looked down. Well it was either that or I get stuck up here.

"I'm going to trust you just this once." I sigh. "Cause I have no other option." I jumped down and let the wind run through my hair. Sorry, knees. This will hurt-

"Oof!" I landed perfectly in his arms. "I told you that I'd catch you." He whispers into my ear. "Cliche much, Harold?" I giggle. "Of course not, baby doll."

My face got red. "You're so cute when you blush." Harry laughs. His face suddenly got serious... Oh no.... His face got closer and his nose rubbed against mine. "I. Love. You. Emma." He whispered before pressing his lips onto mine. My cold cheeks instantly felt warmth.

He took a bullet for me five years ago.

He saved me from jumping off of a hotel roof.

He picked up my broken pieces when Matt died.

He cared.

He loved me for me five years ago.

And he still loves me for me five years after.

And I finally realized that I loved him five years ago, and I still love him now.

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Cliche and I updated two days in a row! Yay! It just popped in my head! So I feel bad for my lousy updates (which takes a week) cause you are all fabulouis ;D readers and you guys deserve it!

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