Dark Secrets. ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

New boy, cool boy.

Harry's POV

" Emmy." I shook her.

This girl is like stone. I shook her harder than I should've and she's still asleep. She's so beautiful though and I don't want to wake her. I felt like I was studying her more than I should've been, but the way her lips are parted and how she's curled up in a ball is just adorable. It's hard not to stare. 

" Emmy.. WAKE UP!" I screamed.

" Fudge cakes! What happened?" She jolted.

" We're here. Dork." I smirked.

" I will kill you Styles." She glared at me.

I couldn't help but laugh. The way she glared at me wasn't intimidating at all. Her arms were crossed and her eyes were squinted. She looked like a three year old who just got their cookie stolen. She reached across and slapped my arm.

" Hey! What was that for?" I laughed.

" Quit laughing at me!" She pouted.

" Fine. Baby." I nudged her.

" You're lucky you're cool." She smiled.

Og course I'm cool. I just roll like that. I helped her out of the car and we walked towards the shop. Emmy greeted a very greasy man with a name tag that read "Jim." He smiled at Emmy and hugged her. She didn't mind one bit.

" Nice to see you again." Jim laughed.

" You just saw me two days ago Jim." Emmy smiled.

" Is your car really that bad?" I blurted.

" Her car is worse than bad, my friend." Jim smiled.

" You two shut up. My car is awesome okay?" She pointed at both of us.

I held my hands up and listened to what Jim said about her car. She seemed so interested and content. It was quite relaxing actually being around a girl who liked cars more than bands. Emmy showed no interest in our band and that was even more relaxing. I smiled and Emmy noticed and poked my dimple.

Emmy's POV

" Well your engine had a hole in it. Just a tiny one though. The oil needed changing so I took care of that. Put a new engine in as well. Oh and I put some gas in it." Jim stated.

" How much?" I chewed the inside of my cheek.

" 4,000." Jim said.

Fudge. I don't have that kind of money. I don't get paid until tomorrow. I need my car so I can go to work tomorrow. I am flipping llama cakes right now.

" Here you go." Harry said handing Jim his card.

" Harry No." I said trying to pull his hand away.

" Emmy yes." He stated.

I'm obviously not going to win this battle so I'm gonna give up now. I can't believe he just did that. I will so get revenge. Or I'll just pay him back. Revenge is more fun anyway. I feel really poor right now. Oh and very stupid. Gash I need a better car. I hadn't noticed that Harry was leading me towards his car. When his hand left my back it felt cold. I wanted him to put it back. 

" You know you didn't have to do that right?" I asked.

" Yeah. I know." He said.

" Oh well Thanks Curls." I smiled.

" Anytime Em." He smirked.

" You actually called me Em!" I proclaimed.

" Sure did." He smiled.

" Whatever. What do you think you're doing?" I huffed.

" Driving your car. You can drive mine." He stated.

" Be careful with my baby!" I laughed.

" I'll try. Same to you." He smirked.

He threw his keys towards me and I turned the car on and waited for him to lead the way. I love this car. It rides so smooth and nice and it smells good. I laughed and turned the radio on. A song called " Story of my Life" came on. It was pretty freaking catchy. 

The drive was about 20 minutes. When we pulled up to Harry's house it took my breath away. It was so beautiful. Real nice dark brick and pretty tan doors. I turned the car off and put the keys in my pocket. I walked over to my car and saw Harry jamming out to my favorite song.  Sweater Weather by the Neighbourhood. Harry saw me watching him and turned the car off. 

" Having fun?" I smirk.

" Tons." He smiled.

" I need my keys so I can go to my house to get clothes." I said.

" I'll drive you." Harry said.

" Okay." I smiled.

We got in my car. He started it and took off. The radio was off because I was giving him directions. We argued the whole time because I kept telling him how crappy of a driver he is. It was quite funny acctually. My phone started buzzing and I picked it up.

" Hello? What's wrong El? Slow down! Oh my gosh! We'll be there soon!" I hung up.

" What's wrong they're burgalars in my house." I said.

Harry sped up and we were there withing five minutes. I recognized the car parked in front. These aren't burgalars these are my dumbass brothers.