Love, Sex and Money

Flirt

OMG, calm down. He probably gets these deranged fan things way to often. "Are.. are you ok?" I hear him squeak out. Oh my god, does he actually sound nervous about talking to me?! "not really but I guess" I say back with more confidence then I expected.

"Well, why was he coming after you?..." he asks, his voice small and confined. Totally different from the interview voice I heard on the radio the other day. "I honestly don't know" I lie, i do know but I choose not to tell him. Thinking he will judge me to much if I say it. "Hey umm.. I'm pretty sure you know my name right??" He asks, again the nerves are showing.

"Yeah of course your name is Harry Styles, kiss me if I'm wrong though!" Sadly I know I am right. He laughed anyways at my cheesy joke. "Yeah that's my name, now why don't you share your name with me, I'm sure it's as lovely as you!" I blush at his words.

What's happening to me?? I have sex with guys for money, I should be used to compliments and cheesy lines. So why and I blushing?? No guy can make me blush anymore so why can he?? Isn't he just like any other guys I fuck?? But feel down I know that I he means more to me than that.

"My name is Emma." I say, again the confidence is back. Great! "I was right! That name is as lovely as you! Well I mean you are definitely more sexy than your name though!"

Did he jut call me sexy?! I look at the ground. Not wanting him to watch me blush and smile like a in love girl. I didn't even realize that we'd been walking for a while. But now we are at a small building, or a flat. I ask Harry where we are. I notice that there aren't any neighbors near by. Harry answers back saying this is flat and he doesn't want to send me home. Again I blush at him wanting to me come into his house. Should I go in after all that just happened??

Before Harry gives me a chance, he grabs my wrist and pulls me through the door. I didn't realize how cold it was outside until I stepped into his hot apartment. Damn that feels good. I hear my stomach growl, slightly embarrassed but it let Harry know I was hungry without having to ask. I didn't want to be rude about asking so I wasn't going to until my damn stomach went and growled!

"So beautiful? what do you like to eat?? And don't hesitate to say something cause I will get anything for you." how sweet. But I honestly don't know what to say. I want to say pizza is fine but I don't want to sound like I don't care. Cause it's weird, every time he smiles at me or touches me I feel butterflies on my stomach and electricity, a tingling feeling where we touched too.

I didn't realize I never answered him. And I was just standing there, starring into no where.

"Um are.. are you ok??" He stutters out. God dammit Emma why do you have to be so weird! Every time a nice guy meets you, you have to fuck it up!!

"I'm ok, just thinking over what happened earlier I guess." I lied. I want to say the truth but I don't really know what to say.

"Oh, well what all did he do to you?? Are you physically ok?? I know mentally you are gonna be a little scared for a while. Or at least I think so." After me being all quiet and not talking he still is trying to help me. I guess my weirdness didn't scare him.

Harry's P.O.V

God damn, why do I have to act like I know everything. She probably thinks I'm some freak now. Great! good going Harry! A perfect, normal and beautiful girl comes along and you just can't keep yourself from messing it all up!!

"Pizza" she says with a small voice.

"What??" I ask slightly confused.

"You asked if I wanted anything to eat, pizza, pizza will be good" her voice sounds even smaller.

"Do you want me to make it or order it?" I quickly ask. Oh wait, no idk if I should have asked that. Maybe she thinks I'm weird for trying to make her pizza. She giggles. And then it turns into a laugh. I can't help but laugh with her. She has the perfect laugh and her smile goes along with it.

"Well if you can make it, then let's see it!" She says still laughing.

She is perfect.