Forever

3

Emma's POV:

Out of all the movie choices on netflix, they chose a horror movie. I mean, don't get me wrong, i have nothing against them, well except that they are SCARY. I felt like such a burden because every time a scary part would come on, I would jump into Harry. I didn't mean to, but random mages kept popping up on the screen.

"Oh my god," I cried, shoving my face into Harrys chest for the thousandth time, practically clinging onto him for dear life.

"Are you okay love?" Harry spoke softly, but I just shook my head in his chest.

"Im gonna have night terrors because of you fuck boys," I mumbled into his chest.

"Shots fired!" Louis screamed.

"Fuck boys?" He replied holding back a laugh.

"Its american you idiot brit." I shot back, half sarcastic, half serious. I men, even if you live in England, you've been to America plenty times on tour and you have social media. Everyone knows what a fuck boy is! I took my head out of his chest and placed it in his lap instead, spreading my body across the couch.

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An Hour Later

Harrys POV:

I believe she had fallen asleep shortly after our fuck boy conversation. I slowly slid out from under her, trying my best not to wake her. She was spread out on the couch wearing one of my tees and a pair of sweatpants that I lent her. Her dark hair was covering her eyes and her mouth was parted open with soft snores coming from it. Its been one weekend and Ive fallen for this complete stranger. Is that even possible? I mean, love at first sight? Zayn had that with Perrie, but it was different because she's a popstar as well. I mean, if Emma knew what I was thinking, she would probably believe I'm nuts. I sighed and realized I shouldn't leave her on the couch, so I scooped her in my arms as gently as I could.

I placed her in my bed and pulled up my grey comforter to cover her. Then, I turned on the fan in case she got warm. I stood in the doorway, watching her for a moment, when a voice shook me from my thoughts.

"You like her, don't you?" Louis asked, sounding a little off.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, I do." I replied, sticking my hands in my sweatpants pockets.

"Hazza, you know we are starting a world tour in a few months, now is not the time for a girlfriend. Especially not her."

"Whats wrong with her?!" I quickly shot back, not taking a breath before defending her.

"Mate, calm down. All Im saying is she seems innocent, like she's been hurt, but she's all healed up. You can't drag her into our fame life."

I got angry quickly, "Well you did that to El!" Wow, some comeback Harry.

"OK, Harry. As long as your serIous. Don't hurt her, she seems cool. We need a free spirit like her around. Goodnight Haz." Louis finished before closing the door to his bedroom. I shrugged and stalked over to the couch in the family room. I pulled my legs to my chest, considering I was too big for the couch, and tried to fall asleep. Slowly, my thoughts calmed and I was asleep.

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I shot up off the couch when I heard a voice screaming.

"Stop please! I'm sorry!" The voice screamed. I quickly realized that the voice was Emma. I ran to my room as fast as I could. When I opened the door, I saw her sweating, thrashing around in the bed, screaming.

"Dont hurt me! Please stop hurting me!" She screamed. I hopped on the bed beside her holding her still.

"Shhh, Emma, wake up! Emma," I spoke to her trying to wake her from her terror. Her eyes shot open after letting out one more scream. I went to ask what happened, but noticed tears streaming down her face. She looked scared, embarrassed, but most of all, vulnerable.

"Emma, shh, its okay. It's over now, calm down." I hugged her, wiping her tears.

"S-stay." She said crying into my chest. I laid us down and rocked her until she had fallen back asleep. I wasn't going to leave her alone again tonight. However, I wondered what the cause of her terror was. What was she yelling at? Who? She was like a puzzle, but a good one. I couldn't wait to solve her.

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Next Morning

Emmas POV:

I awoke slowly, as I was pulled into someones chest. How did I end up here? I pulled myself from Harry and quietly left the room, following the smell of bacon and coffee to the kitchen.

"Emma! Good Morning!" Louis cooed. I groaned in response. I wasn't a morning person. I stalked into the kitchen and pulled a mug of coffee right out of Nialls hands and started drinking it.

"Hey! That was mine!" Niall whined.

"Don't be a baby," I jokingly responded, sticking my tongue out. It's amazing how a sip of the coffee put me in a better mood.

"Morning." Harry mumbled as he walked into the kitchen and started pouring a mug of tea. He looked exhausted.

"Good Morning Harold!" I sung, purposely being annoying. Harry stood by the counter drinking his tea, giving me odd looks. As if he was trying to read me. I shrugged it off before realizing I haven't been home in two days.

"Omg, I have to go! I don't have my phone and I left Cassie and my apartment was left unlocked and I have work and I need to shower and-" I rambled, before getting cut off by Harry.

"Calm down, love." I'll drive you back now." He interrupted. I gave hugs to all the boys and exchanged numbers, before piling into Harrys range rover for a two hour drive to my apartment.

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"Emma, wake up. Were here." Harrys voice pulled me out of my slumber. I thanked him for the ride before running up to my apartment building. I was on the first floor, so I didn't have to take any stairs. I stopped when I heard things breaking inside my apartment. I didn't know what it was or if there was someone in there, so I ran back out front, hoping Harry was still there. I saw him through the window of his car, looking at his phone. I knocked desperately.

"Harry, can you please come with me? I think someones in my apartment and," I looked down at my feet, embarrassed, "I'm scared." The second I said that, he jumped out of the car and took my hand in a protective way. I grabbed my spare key from under the mat and unlocked the door to see a horrendous sight and a scary face. I looked around the apartment. The TV was smashed, my table broken, writing on the walls and everything else thrown around and trashed. Not to mention it reeked of alcohol. Then I looked up to see the scariest brown eyes, I thought I'd never see again.

"L-Leo?" I squeaked trying to form his name.

"You little bitch! I've been waiting all night for you!" He growled before a vase was thrown at my stomach. I winced in win, tears down my face before begging, "Please, don't hurt me."

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Harrys POV:

Those words, those were the words she was crying last night. I stepped into the apartment immediately after he threw the vase at her and shoved him against a wall.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I growled in his face before his fist smashed into mine. I stepped back, making sure to block Emma from him.

"Emmas boyfriend. Who the fuck are you?! Step away from her!" The guy, Leo, slurred. My face twisted in confusion before I turned to Emma, who was crying and shaking.

"Come with me, Emma." I said, grabbing her hand and practically dragging her out of the apartment, before feeling her pulled away from me. I ignored Leos calls as I dragged her outside and put her in my car. I turned to her, confused and looking for answers.

"Emma?"

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Authors Note:

Sorry cliff hanger. Will post another chap later tonight!

xoxo, Lacey