Forever

4

Harry's POV:

"Emma?" She was sitting in the passengers seat with her knees to her chest, her eyes squeezed shut, but tears still escaped them.
"Emma, are you okay love?" What a stupid question, of course she wasn't okay! I don't even understand what just happened? Who was Leo? Why was he so angry, but most importantly, why was Emma so scared? Emma was like a puzzle and I couldn't wait to solve her. I watched through the window as her, 'boyfriend', stumbled out of the building and left.
"Emma, stay here, I'm going to go in and get you some clothes, you can stay with the boys and I tonight." I explained to her, as she just nodded her head, not moving from her fetal like position. I got out of the car and locked her in, before making my way into her apartment. It was a wreck. It got even worse, her clothes and everything in her room was destroyed. What kind of asshole does this? The only things I could find that were salvageable were her phone, a toothbrush, her charger, her inhaler and a book on her night table. Everything else was ruined. I shoved the items in a bag and ran back to the car. I got in, contemplating on what to do next.
"Emma, we can talk about it later, but do you mind if we go to the mall? I think you need some new clothes." I said, trailing off towards the end.
"Okay." She responded, but it came out more like a whisper. She looked so fragile, sitting there in my sweatpants in tee, crying over a boy for reasons further than what just happened.
"I was able to find your phone and a few other items." I spoke, handing her the bag. She took it with a slight nod of the head, her eyes silently thanking me. I started the car and begun to drive away.
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Emma's POV:
I couldn't process what had just happened and frankly, I didn't want to. I wiped my tears and decided to worry about it later, because I knew Harry was going to bring it up again. The brown bag Harry gave me didn't hold much, but I was thankful for my phone. I turned it on seeing many missed text messages. Most of them from Cassie and Jess.
Cassie: babe where are you
Cassie: OMG did you spend two nights with Harry?! You lucky slut!!
Cassie: hello?!!!!
Cassie: Em, are you ok? Why aren't you responding.
Cassie: Emma seriously.
Emma: Sorry, my phone was off. Uh, someone broke into my apartment so I'm going to stay with Harry for a few days. I will text you later. xo.
Jeez, I didn't realize I would have so many missed messages. I responded back to Jessica's as well, telling her I was sorry that I wouldn't make it to work for the next few days. I decided to scroll through tumblr to pass time because I surely didn't want to make small talk with Harry after what we just went through. After about twenty minutes, I look up and see that were pulling into a parking lot at the mall.
"Are you ready, love?" Harry says as he turns the car off.
"Uh, I, can you uh.. Do you think I could stay in the car and you could go in and shop for me maybe? I don't want to go in looking like this." I said referring to my outfit. "I can text you my clothing sizes."
"Yeah, okay sure." He replied, acting as if it was no big deal.
"Wait crap, I don't have my money on me. Shit can we like, I don't know stop at the bank?" I asked, licking my lips.
"No, I'm paying, no ifs ands or buts!" He laughed, getting out of the car before I could protest.
Only ten minutes later, I started receiving texts from him.
Harold: emmmmma
Emma: Harold?
Harold: no, harry.
Emma: continue, HARRY.
Harold: shirt size?
Emma: XS, unless your at Forever21, then I'm a Small.
Harold: jean size?
Emma: 2, unless your at Aero, then I'm a 1.
Harold: what about sweatpants/leggings?
Emma: uh, small works. Harry don't buy to much. Just an outfit or two.
Harold: yeah, yeah, whatever. Bra size & underwear?
Emma: cheeky bastard.
Harold: XD, if you don't tel me then I'm gonna get the biggest size the sell.
Emma: ugh, xs panties & 32C.
Harold: ok, shoe size? All you have at my place are heals.
Emma: 7.
Harold: last question-favorite scent? I'm gonna get you some stuff to shower.
Emma: are you saying I smell?
Harold: just give me a scent.
Emma: vanilla works. And Harry-
Harold: yes?
Emma: do NOT spend over $50! I will kill you with my tiny fists.
Harold: yeah okay, see you sooooon.
Emma: bye HAROLD.
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About an hour later, I woke up to a banging on the window. I nearly jumped out of my own skin! Who wakes someone up like that? I unlocked the car and Harry and three sales people started piling bags into the car. There were over 30 bags! He bought me an ENTIRE wardrobe. He got in the car and I gave him the dirtiest look.
"Harry, what the actual hell?" I said, trying to sound intimidating.
"What, love?" He replied.
"I said don't spend over $50!" I shot back, my voice going high.
"Oh, I thought you said $5000, sorry!" He lied, batting his eyelashes innocently. My lips parted in shock. I've never spent that much money in a day, let alone a week! I mumbled a thanks and scrolled through tumblr on my phone.
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We arrived at the boys flat shortly later. I showered while Harry put everything away. The shampoo and conditioner Harry bought me looked like it costed a fortune itself! However, it smelt heavenly. I turned the shower off and stepped out onto the rug. Wrapping the towel around myself, I walked out of the bathroom and into Harry's closet, where he out my stuff. The first thing I found was the underwear. That cheeky bastard picked such skimpy things! Digging through the pile, I finally found a few pairs that were average. I put them on, followed by a pair of yoga pants, a PINK sweatshirt and a pair of fuzzy socks. When I put my sweatshirt on, I noticed a very blue bruise on my stomach from where the case hit me. It hurt when I pressed it, so I decided to just ignore it and not put pressure on it. I felt semi awkward, I mean, I barely know these boys and now I'm spending a few days here and oh lord. This is crazy! I walked down the steps to see all five boys standing in the kitchen arguing about sports, before all turning their heads when they saw me.
"Hello, love! Harry said you are staying with us for a few days! It's going to be so much fun." Louis exclaimed. I nodded, managing to give a semi real smile.
"Are you hungry? It almost near dinner time and I haven't seen you eat since breakfast." Harry implied, whispering in my ear. I shook my head.
"I'm just not that hungry. I think I'm going to read for awhile." I replied, grabbing a cup of water, then heading back to Harry's room. I went over to the bag and was overjoyed when I saw he got my book. I made myself cozy and began to read.
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Harry's POV:
After the lads and I ate, I decided to check on Emma. I really wanted to talk to her about what happened earlier. Walking up the stairs, I contemplated on what I was going to say. I don't want to make her uncomfortable or upset her. I walked into my room to see her deeply invested in a book.
"Em?" I spoke out. She looked up and folded the corner of her book, placing it on my night table.
"Hm?" She responded, stretching out her legs.
"Can we talk about what happened? Who was that man?" I asked, trying not to over step my boundaries.
"No, there really is nothing to talk about. It was my ex boyfriend, we still keep in touch, were uh..friends. He was just upset that I didn't tell him where I was. The apartment was already trashed." She replied, lying. She was an awful liar, and I wondered if she knew that.
"Your lying." I responded, simply. "You were afraid of him, I could see it in your eyes. Tell me who he was." I demanded. I could see her eyes flash with fear as if she remembered something.
"I told you! He's a friend! I'm not scared of him, I was just taken aback!" She yelled at me, standing up.
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Emma's POV:
How dare he? It's not his business who also is to me! He should just drop it because he doesn't know what he's talking about.
"Emma, he threw a vase at you!" Harry yelled back.
"He was just shocked to see me! He didn't mean to!" I screamed, unsure on why I was defending Leo. Leo was my boyfriend of three years, but when his mom died two years ago, he turned to drinking and took all his anger out on me. I had finally ended the relationship for good a few months ago, and this was the first I had seen of him since..since our breakup.
"Has he ever hurt you, Emma?" Harry insisted, trying to be gentle on the subject. I was taken aback. I'm a shit liar and I didn't know how to respond. It wasn't Harry's business anyway.
"No!" I yelled, tears forming in my eyes.
"Emma!" He screamed back.
"Leave me alone! You don't even know me! I should have never come here!" I screamed, storming out of his room with tears down my face. He was so frustrating!
As I stomped to the balcony to get some fresh air, I bumped into someone. I wiped my tears and looked up, apologizing. It was Louis.
"Hey Em, were your crying? Are you okay? I thought I heard someone shouting," he said, trailing off towards the end. I blinked away the rest of my tears and swallowed the guilt. I have never lied so much.
"What? No, I'm fine. I just need some fresh air." I replied, turning and going straight to the balcony. I say out there for a while thinking about today's activities before finding myself falling asleep outside on the balcony. Only a little while later, in my half asleep state, I felt myself be lifted and placed down into what felt like a bed. Maybe it won't be so bad here.
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Authors Note:
woohoo long chap! enjoy!
xoxo, Lacey