Love Actually. (A One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 29

********Harry's P.O.V***********

The words just flew out! I didn't mean to! Agh! Emma looks up at me her eyes mysterious. What if she doesn't like me... oh God.

"Harry," she pauses, and sighs deeply

"You don't have to say anything." I murmur, struggling to keep my cool. "I'll just go," She slides off me and I suddenly feel cold, missing her warmth. She stares at me sadly as I grab my coat.

"Harry," Emma's barely audible voice hits me as I struggle with my shoes. I put my shoes down again and turn slowly. She's standing a yard away from me now, hugging her chest. I bite the inside of my lip to keep from saying something stupid. She fidgets nervously,

"I wanna be your," She pauses, "Uhm, Eleanor?" She smiles weakly, "I wanna be your Jessie," I chuckle lightly,

"Buzz Lightyear, to the rescue!" I laugh, she glares at me seriously,

"Your L-" I inturrupt her with a kiss, she wraps her arms around my neck and lightly plays with my hair. I run my hand through her silky hair then pull back and kiss her cheek. She smiles, biting her lip again. "I love you too," she pulls my coat off my shoulders and tosses it on the coat rack. As she disappears into her bedroom, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I wrestle it out and jab in my password.

From: Louis

Did you seduce her yet? ;P

I roll my eyes and type in a quick reply,

To: Louis

Yes she is under the command of my nipples hahah ;)

Emma comes back from her bedroom dressed in pajamas. Oh it is like 10 o'clock isn't it? She looks me over,

"Nope," she pops the 'p' and shakes her head.

"What?" I look down at my trousers and T-shirt.

"Its a pajama party! Duh! And you don't follow the dress code," Emma rolls her eyes and motions for me to follow her into her bedroom.

"When did this turn into primary school?" I laugh and follow her, she digs in a drawer and pulls out a pair of black, rather large, pajama pants. "Thanks," I laugh and start shrugging off my trousers Emma slaps my arm and scoffs.

"What? It's not like you haven't seen this!" I gesture to my black Calvin Klein's I put on before I came. Emma winks then shuffles out of the room.

*********Emma's P.O.V*********

I don't know what I think about 'love' it never really worked for me in the past. I vainly think of Ally, I loved her like a sister. But I'm sick of it, the nagging and I'm always there when she needs it but she's never there when the tables are turned. I flop down on the couch and let a tear slide down my cheek, I quickly wipe it away as I hear my door creak. Harry strides over to me and flops down on the couch,

"I'm tired," I lie, laying down on the hand-me-down couch. He cuddles behind me, once I'm sure my face is hidden I let the tears fall again. I feel his arm slowly snake along my waist, his touch buzzes along my skin. We slowly drift off to sleep in each other's arms.