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Chapter 39: Kiss Me

Recap

"She's not going to know. Don't tell her anything," I said as the elevator dinged open and I walked out.

"What do you mean she's not going to know, Harry? You can't keep this from her!" Zayn ran in front of me, holding out a hand to stop me from walking any further.

"Do you not know how scared she's going to be Zayn?! She will never let it go. Spare her that."

"Are you kidding me? She has every right to know! What if she runs into Matt again huh?"

I pushed past him and headed down the hall straight to our room, "She won't."

Zayn hurried to catch up, "And how do you know?"

"I'll make sure of it."

Chapter 39

Harry's POV;

I remember a few years ago an old girlfriend of mine forced me into watching Twilight with her. I barely payed attention, and when I did I kept thinking about how and why people found the film was appealing.

Most of all, I didn't get why that weird vampire guy who went by the name Edwin I think, or was it Edmund? I don't know, what I'm trying to say is I never understood why he used to watch that one girl sleep. It made no damn sense to me. None at all.

But now, that I'm here sitting beside the bed watching Emma sleep peacefully, I can understand Edgar Cullen and his ways.

I could never get tired of just thinking about how amazing she is, and how lucky I am to have met her. For the past five hours, that's literally all I've been doing it. Just holding her weak hand, and thinking about how much I love her. How much I need her in my life, and how I won't stop proving to her how priceless she is.

She deserves that and the world, which I'm going to give it to her.

I stood up and leaned over, kissing her head gently, "I love you so much," I whispered into her hair, "sleep well sweetheart, I'll see you soon."

With that, I grabbed my jacket off the foot of the bed and walked over to the bed next to mine that Zayn was sleeping in. I woke him up gently.

"Can you keep an eye on Emma?" I asked him.

He yawned, sitting up on his elbows, "yeah sure, you headed somewhere?"

I put my jacket on, "yes, I have to go take care of some business I'll be back before she gets up."

Emma's POV;

My eyes fluttered open only to be greeted by the annoyingly bright light that poured in from the window. I groaned, flipping over and lifting the blanket over my pounding head.

Why was my head hurting so much?

Everything was such a blur right now.

I groaned louder, whacking my foot hard against the mattress because I couldn't remember what happened last night. Out of no where smacked a chuckle erupts from somewhere in my hotel room.

My eyes widened and I sat up too quickly that it hurt my head even more. I looked around the room, which definitely was not the one I booked, and saw Zayn laughing at me from the couch.

"Zayn?" I mumbled, lifting a hand to my head.

"Good morning Emma, I guess you're not a morning person, huh?" He said in between laughs.

"W-where am I? What are you even doing here in New York?" I questioned, while rubbing my temples.

Zayn's face was serious now, "You're in our hotel room. We came here for the release party last night."