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Chapter 16: Confession

"Em, I'm fine stop making it a big deal," Harry tried telling me as I pulled him into his kitchen. I turned around to face him,

"Harry! You're shirt is practically drenched in blood!" I yelled, "don't tell me it's not a big deal!"

I grabbed a bunch of paper towels and sat on top of the island counter, "come here and take off your shirt. The site of it is freaky me out," I ordered.

Harry smirked at my request, and slowly walked towards me unbuttoning his shirt. He tossed it aside and pushed past my legs, parting them so he could get close to me.

I shook my head in disapproval,"Oh, please Harry. Turning me on is the last thing you could do when you have blood dripping out of your nose like that," I held the huge amounts of paper towel up to his nose,

"Lean forward a little bit, and pinch right under the bridge of your nose. It's going to help stop the bleeding," I instructed. Harry pinched his nose with one hand and placed the other on the counter beside my thigh.

He sighed deeply and softened his tone, "What was he doing Emma?" It was obviously still bothering him, "What did he want?"

I sat quiet for a couple of minutes. I didn't know if I wanted to open up to Harry about how Tyler was abusive, or just make up an excuse. I had been hiding this from so many people that it was killing me inside. And, Harry has been one of the few people who have really proven that they care about me...

"I don't know what he wanted to be honest," I began, "He just pulled me into that alley and told me how I'm weak and that I belong to him."

Harry exhaled sarcastically, "You can't be serious! Why are you acting so calm about this?!"

I shrugged in response, and looked away, "Because Im used to it Harry."

"What do you mean you're used to it Emma?! Has he done this before?!" Harry was screaming so loud it was almost frightening.

I paused, "Look, I have to tell you something..."

Harry's eyebrows knitted together, "go on..."

I swallowed hard, thinking about how to word everything out.

"This isn't the first time he has treated me like crap. Throughout our relationship he was controlling and violent. He would hurt me if I did something to upset him. He's kind of the reason why I had this," I confessed as I pointed to the almost gone bruise around my eye.

Harry turned his back on me and took a few steps forward with a palm to his head,

"Do you know how much it hurts to hear that?" He yelled, "the thought of someone putting their hands on you like that is literally making me feel sick. And to find out that he was the one who gave you that black eye....GOD EMMA WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ANYTHING SOONER?"

He was now pacing back and forth.

I got off the counter and walked right up to him, "I was afraid okay! You're the only person I have told this to. Please just don't say anything. It's just a part of the past now. Nothing you can do will change it."

"I'm going to beat the shit out of him again, and this time I'll make sure I kill him," Harry said before pacing again.

"Stop! Don't talk like that!" I yelled, "doing the same to him doesn't make you any better."

Harry didn't say a word, he just kept pacing back and forth while deep in thought. I grabbed his arm, pulling him from his thoughts,

"What are you thinking?" I asked nervously. This was driving me insane.

"I don't get it," he paused, shaking his head, "why were you with him for three years...how could you even stay with him?"

"At first I really believed that he loved me because no guy I had been with cared about me as much as he did, and I just thought that I could never find a guy who would like me enough because let's face it I'm not drop dead gorgeous, nor am I any where near perfect. Nobody is going to want me when you can find someone like, I don't know Amber or something," I said while holding back tears.

Harry gently placed a finger under my chin, lifting my head up to look into his eyes, "You have no idea how beautiful you are. You can't compare yourself to Amber because she's nothing. You're absolutely amazing. I have never met anyone with a heart as big as yours, or anyone who has put up with so much bullshit yet is so strong. Any guy would love to have you be their girl Emma. Honest."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better," I whispered back.

"There you go again," Harry whined throwing his hands up, "stop pushing me away!"

"I'm sorry. I can't help it...I-I've become so guarded...and its just...at first you....ugh never mind forget it," I mumbled.

"No, say it. I what?" Harry pressed.

"You reminded me of him a little."

As soon as I let those words out, Harry walked around me and stormed out of the kitchen. He went up to his room, but I followed after him quickly.

"Harry, wait let me explain!"

He was quick to shut me down, "Save it! How could you even compare me to that animal?! I would never hurt you like-"

I cut him off, "listen to me I didn't mean-"

But now Harry interrupted me, "To think that you thought I was like that is so upsetting Emma! I can't believe you even felt that way!" Harry continued.

He kept going on and on, but I wasn't listening anymore. I needed to shut him up, so I placed my hands on either side of his face and leaned up to press my lips against his soft ones.

As soon as our lips touched it felt almost like a dream. Never have I felt this many crazy emotions and sparks when I kissed someone. The butterflies in my stomach only multiplied as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. Harry deepened the kiss now as it became much more passionate. I bit into his lower lip gently and tugged on it before I broke the kiss to catch my breath.

Dropping my hands to his shoulders, I knew I had his attention now.

"Can I please explain?" I asked breathlessly.

Harry pressed his forehead against mine and nodded.

"I thought you were like him, but I was completely wrong. You actually took care of me when I needed someone to be there beside me. I just can't believe you want me when you can have any girl you want."

"You have any idea how much I like you Emma" Harry said softly as he pecked my lips once more, "you aren't like most girls."

"I really like you too Harry," I smiled seeing that he had the biggest grin on his face. But his smile soon faded,

"I wish we had more time together. I don't want to leave tomorrow," Harry said.

I had completely forgotten that he was leaving for tour tomorrow. I broke away from his embrace and groaned.

"Don't worry, we will spend the next couple of hours together before I have to leave," Harry said reassuringly, "just wait here for me, I want to shower real quick okay?"

I nodded my head and laid down on his huge comfy bed as Harry entered his bathroom. I shut my eyes only for a second before I unknowingly dozed off to sleep.

Harry's POV;

When I walked out of the bathroom, Emma had already fallen asleep. I smiled at how adorable she looked.

Quickly and quietly, I packed my suitcase for the tour. Once I finished, I walked over behind Emma and crawled into my bed. I wrapped my arm around her waist and gently pulled her body back against mine before placing a light kiss to the back of her head.

"Goodnight beautiful."