My hand travels up her arms and I feel the goosebumps rise, I smile into her skin and take a smell of this intoxicating girl. My hand makes it's way to her jaw, and I stroke it slowly and cup my hands around her waist and pull her as close as possible.
"Oh Harry, please, please..." She groans while her hands massage my hair, twisting it between her fingers.
"Its okay, baby, just let go." I coo into her ear and that sets her off.
"I love.. you..so much." She breathes and pulls out. She grins sleepily and strokes my face.
"I love you." I pull her to me and she molds perfectly into my body. She pulls the blankets to cover us and I wrap my arms protectively around her. Right now, in this moment, I would do absolutely anything for Emma. Even in the years to come. She turns to face me and frowns.
"What's wrong, love?"
She nervously tucks a piece of loose hair behind her ear and open's her small mouth to talk, then closes it again.
"You don't have to be afraid to tell me anything Emma. You know that."' I softly whisper.
"I just don't want to be sex buddies or whatever. I want something real with you... forever. I don't want to be somebody that you forget a few years down the road. I love you, probably way to much for my own good, but I do. I can't help it. I know you love me, but do you really love me, love me?" She rambles and quickly finishes and her cheeks turn a deep shade of pink.
"I'll always be here, babe. I do love you, love you. I love you way more than just a 'sex buddie'. I always have and I always will. Don''t worry about that, okay?"
She smiles bright and kisses me square on the lips. Softly at first then getting deeper. She pulls away and sighs.
"I wont anymore."
I change the subject to lighten the mood. "Why do you Americans use the term sex buddies?"
She laughs hysterically and I join. This will be a moment to remember.
HARRY POV
Memories of the past haunt me. Things were bad before I called her, but now, it's gotten ten times worse. Every single thing I do, reminds me of this fucking girl. It makes me lash out on things and I know that if this gets any worse, I won't be able to take it. I need this to stop. That's why I'm back in London and going straight to the source. Alysha. It's time to take the bitch down.
EMMA POV
I have probably sat on this couch for days, just letting it all out. How could he do this to me? Just call me and expect me to just be okay? I don't get. I don't think I ever will. Niall comes by often, to check on me but in all honestly, I don't think he knows what to do himself.
Niall comes by today, but something has changed. He walks in the door and looks down, and defeated.
"Niall, what's wrong?" I sit up on the couch and put the tissues to the side.
"I just.. I think we should stop looking for him Emma." He voice is barley above a whisper and he runs his hands through his hair and sits on the opposite couch.
"I don't get it. Why do you think that?" My voice starts to get emotional again and I try to recover it.
"It's just that, he's done this before, love and.."
"Don't call me love. Please.." I look away and try to hide the pain I feel when I hear someone else says that.
He looks embarrassed and scratches his head. "Erm.. Sorry, but Emma, it's true. You have been obsessed over finding someone who clearly does not want to be found. When is the last time you have spent time with ya kids?"
I immediately feel foolish, but I would never admit that to Niall. "They are at my mom's at the moment while I get my life together." I try to sound strong but I'm far from it.
He sighs and slams his hands on the table causing me to jump. "Emma, I'm tired of you saying you need to get you're 'life together' you're life IS together. You have two kids, which you haven't seen in about two weeks and they are and will always be you're most important priority. So stop obsessing over Harry, because it makes you look like a bad mom when it seems like all you care about is him. Get over him, Emma. He's a lost hope. You put you're trust in him and once again, he let you down. So just please, stop looking for him.. okay?" His cheeks are bright red from anger and all my anger for him today has dissolved because everything he said is completely true.
"You're right. About everything. I'm acting like some love sick teenager, but how do I forget? I can't Niall, I can't. He is the father of my children and I'm just confused and hurt and I don't know what to do. He is the only person that seemed to love me." The tears pour out and and I sob into my hands. I expect him to come over and comfort me but instead he is standing in front of me looking dumbfounded.
"What?" I answer, probably to harshly.
"You are incredibly stupid, Emma."
"Wow, thanks." I huff and start to stand up, he puts his hand on my shoulder and looks into my eyes with some intensity I don't recognize from him.
"I have loved you ever since the day I have met you. You have been so clueless because of him.. I could love you more than him, give me a chance."
All the wind leaves my body and I'm shocked.
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