Inseparable

Chapter 7 - The shopping trip.

AUTHOR'S NOTE! Sorry not a very exciting chapter but hey! Just started writing about Spain so expect a new update in the next few days if not then there will be one next week hope you enjoy and dont forget to vote and comment. If i don't get any votes or comments on the next chapter I dont think I will be carrying it on.   Lucy xx

*Emma’s P.O.V*

I am currently half asleep. I’m not too sure what time it is or what’s happening. I feel like a zombie, the only reason I'm partially awake is because there is a constant tapping noise coming from somewhere in room. I reach over to my alarm clock and look at the time: 12:58pm. SHIT! I spring out of bed and whilst stripping down to my bra and thong I open my blind, ignoring the tapping noise which is becoming louder. FRICKEN HELL!!! I try my best to cover up my bra and thong with my arms. “HARRY?! WHAT THE FUCK?!” I shout through the window to Harry who is in fits of laughter at my reaction to him, his laughing calmed down a little and now he is staring at me. I grab the nearest thing to me, which happens to be a pillow, and cover my front up.

*Harry’s P.O.V*

I have been up since 10am and it is now almost 1pm. Emma and I are supposed to be going shopping today in town. I stand up and make my way to the kitchen with my mug and place it in the sink, I make my way up to my room to get over to Emma’s. I carefully climb across the oak tree and on to her roof where I start tapping at her window and wait patiently for her to let me in.

A good 5 minutes have past now and I am still tapping at Emma’s window. Thoughts of situations run through my mind: What if she’s already gone without me? Is avoiding me? Is she even in her room? I am pulled out of my thoughts when the blind in her room is pulled up. I look into her room in front of me to be met by her shocked expression. I couldn’t control my laughter I was not expecting that! “HARRY?! WHAT THE FUCK?!” She shouted to me through the window, I stopped laughing and looked her up and down. She must have noticed as she was now holding a pillow in front of her. Emma held up her index finger and shut the blind again. I sit here just thinking, I can’t get her out of my head. Emma was stood there in her bra and pants, I'm not going to lie she looked decent, I can’t wait to see her in a bikini... What am I doing? Why am I thinking about this? I mean this is Emma!

*A couple hours later*

“Emma you look fine in that top, stop fussing.” I say as I receive yet another uncertain look from Emma. “Hmmm I'm not sure. Do you think I look chunky in it?” The top she is wearing look great on her, it’s a pale tan colour with bright blue birds on it, the material is kind of see through, and it is flowy. “No? I think you should get it, you look good in it.” I say with a cheeky wink, a wink? What am I doing? “Fine ill get it but only because I need a new top.” Emma says whilst returning behind the cloth curtain she was changing behind. She is so cute without even realising. Again? That’s like the 3rd time I’ve called her cute in my mind today alone. What is wrong with me? Emma can’t be cute, she’s...well she’s Emma! Actually come to think of it she is cute, beyond cute, and she has been on my mind almost all the time since we found out we are going Spain together. I think my feelings for her are coming back to the surface. “Harry? Are you even listening to me? I said let’s go pay so we can leave, I’ve had enough of shopping for today.” Emma said grabbing my forearm and dragging me to the cashier.