Harry's p.o.v.
I ran into the diner. People were dancing, not grinding. People were eating sandwiches and drinking coffee, not smoking and drinking vodka. Emma was right in the middle of the crowd, dancing the square dance with an old man. Her high heeled boots were thrown off showing off her bright red nail polish on her toes.
Management isn't going to like this.
"Emma! What are you doing?" I yelled over the music. "Whah?! Oh hey Harry! Dance with me! I feel so alive!" She throws her hands up in the air and everyone follows. "What about management?" I protested.
"What about management?" She imitates me in some dumb voice. "Come here." I grabbed her arm and tugged her over to the corner. "Let me back on that dance floor! I was enjoying it!" She pouted.
"No. Management wants you to be some badass, Emma. Not a little valley girl with a southern accent." Emma frowned. "I have no southern accent." She crossed her arms. "Why do you care so much?"
"I care so much because I love you and management is going to break us apart if we don't follow their orders." I whispered into her ear before bringing her into a hug. "Look. Kathy is going to seriously freak if anyone finds us in here. And I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you, I shouldn't have been so hooked with Anna."
"There you guys are!" Liam sighs. "Hugs all around!" He pulls Emma and I into a bear hug, squishing her between us. "Liam. We need air." I gasped.
"Why need air now? Didn't I knock out your breath with my good looks?"he says obviously imitating Zayn.
"Erm.. No. Lets go." I grabbed Emma.
Emma's p.o.v.
Shay was watching 'Safe Haven' with Niall. Ya see? Why can't Harry and my relationship be like that? Why can't it be like
'Oh. I like you.'
'I like you too.'
'I mean I like you a lot.'
'So do I!'
'Scratch that, I love you.'
'I love you too!'
'Let's get married!'
'Okay!'
I'm not saying that Shay and Niall's relationship is like that, but theirs is simple. "I haven't been spending enough time with my girlfriend." Harry sighs and we walk into my flat.
I fell face first into my bed. "Tired? It's only like eleven in the morning." Harry chuckled. "I wanna sleep and eat and then sleep again." Harry sat on my bed before setting my head on his lap.
"And that's part of the reason why I love you." He trails kisses from my forehead down my temple and in front of my ear. "Do you want to know the other part why I love you?" He whispered seductively.
Shit. Stop talking so seductively!
"Because you are you, Emma. Not some fake slut with plastic everything." I held my breath as Harry nibbled in front of my ear. "C-C-Cliche much?" I offer. The words came out as stammers.
"Am I turning you on?" He smiles suggestively. "Nope." I answer popping the -p. "The poster." I murmur pointing to my wall. "Shay found it in one of her Tigerbeat magazines and put it on my wall. Oh so loving god, look at those abs!" I sat up and gestured at Taylor Lautner.
"You think that those abs are good?" Harry frowns and throws off his T-Shirt. "Look at these bad boys." I laughed at his attempt to be seductive... Which was surprisingly working.
"Hun, if I liked bad boys, wouldn't I have been all like 'OHMYGOSH, ZAYN!' In high school?" He didn't say anything but grabbed my hand and held it at his six pack before pushing me down again.
"I why? Am I not baddass enough for you? Not even for good looks?" He murmured making fake pouts. "I'm sorry, baby but when I found out that there was no way to get Taylor Lautner, I had to settle for second best." I joked. "Oh you're gonna get it." He growled before digging his fingers to my hip.
I squealed like a pig and twitched around whilst he kept on tickling me. "PDA!!!!" Louis yells and turns around to face the wall. "Taylor Lautner!" He screams again with the same tone.
"Anna was looking for you, Harry." He smiles while staring wonder my at my portable lava lamp. "Tell her I'll be there in a minute." He mumbles and kisses me on the lips.
"Ugh." I think Louis rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I guess that you decided that since you can't have me, oh had to settle for second best." I laughed. "Someone has been eavesdropping." I smirked. "Wise words, Emma. Now go back to... Whatever you were doing. Oh and just to tell you, Harry can be fully clothed one second, and commando the next." He winks.
"Have fun kids!" He yells whilst running out the door. "And use protection!" I flushed. "Just to say that... The thing about me stripping everything in one second was exaggerated. The quickest it took for me was 18 seconds."
"And I wonder who timed you?" I winked referring to Louis. "A nice lad with a massive ass."
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So really lovey dovey moments. I feel that I should add a little more. Filler, I know "/. Plus this chapter is called 'Love Drunk' like the song by Little Mix. I suggest you listen to it! :)
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Love Her (the next part after 'Save Her')
AléatoireIt has been five years since Emma and Harry has met. And this time, they're not alone. Harry is dating Taylor Swift and Emma has a perfect boyfriend, Matt. After the love interest broke up years ago, is it possible to be regained again?