Harry.

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Wild heart - the vamps

Rock me - one direction

(mature content, don't read if you're under 13)

--Harry's pov----

Emma. I couldn't get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't. She has been the first girl I have met in a long time that actually cares about me that doesn't just use me for her own personal pleasure. 

Then when I broke down a couple of nights ago, Emma actually comforted me after the way I have treated her since I met her since I met her.

But I don't mean to be the way I am, I don't know how to act towards girls this way. Usually I get a girl, fiddle about with her then have a one night stand with her then throw her away and repeat. It's just the way I am, and it'll be hard to change that. 

But Emma, she's different. I think I'm growing soft towards her , and the thing is I can't help it. And maybe, I like her?

'Ding ding ding-' I look at the caller screen of my phone. It's mum.

----Emma's pov----

'Look, I can't let you do this.' I heard Harry in the other room.

'He beat you- how the fuck can you love him? What do you mean he's different ? No I'm not coming to your wedding to see you sign your life away to some sick man. Bye.' 

I know eavesdropping is bad but I can't help it. His room is right next to mine, I hear every move and sound unfortunately.

Harry had to go to his mums wedding, I mean if she's happy then he should be happy for her. 

I knocked on Harry's door and I heard Harry muttering come in.

I saw him sitting on his bed on his laptop and he looked up at me.

'Harry you have to go to your mum's wedding, it's not fair! If she's happy then you should be happy for her. People change, and move on.' I said looking at me and he frowned.

'I'm not going Emma, Dave hasn't changed and never will for anyone. Anyway it's none of your business.' Harry said harshly, so much for the soft Harry.

'Im not taking any of your crap Harry. You're going and that's it.' I snapped back. Two can play this game.

Harry jumped out of his bed and walked over to me. He grabbed me by the waist and slammed against his bedroom door. 

'Watch who your talking to babe.' Harry hissed.

I breath caught as he started to kiss my neck and hands travelling down below my waist.

His hands travelled into the back of my sweatpants and his lips started sucking on my neck harshly.

'Harry, w-what are you d-doing?' I stuttered out.

'Punishing you babe.' He said into my neck.

I blushed at the word 'babe'. If only Alex could see me now. I would be dumped in 2 seconds no doubt.

Harry's hand slipped intp my sweatpants and into the front of my panties where he starts to rub around my front area resulting on me groaning, how could of thought this could have felt so good.

He moves down, and I feel a slight pinch, 'What? Was.. that" I half ask half moan. He chuckles and doesn't answer but I feel him do it again and my hips push into him. His mouth travels down to my neck, then my chest. 'I can't belive you're a virgin. What man hasn't wanted to bang you in the past?' Harry says and I whimper. He takes his finger out of me, causing me to release a throaty groan and him to chuckle. He pushes us on onto his bed and his tongue dips down under the cup of my bra and his hand massages the other. He slips his finger back into my boddy and I feel a pressure building in my stomach and it is pure heaven. I slam my eyes close and bite down on my lip as my back lifts off the bed and my legs begin to shake.

''c'mon baby,come for me" he says and I feel like I am slowly, but surely, going out of control. "Look at me baby" Harry purrs and I open my eyes, and look at him. He has that smirk on this face and he takes his free hand and starts to rub my clit. I moan loudly as my vision goes white for a few seconds. "Harry" I repeat and I can tell by the way his cheeks flush that he loves it. He pulls his hand out and brings it up to his mouth and sucks it. 'Hmmm.. so sweet.' He hums and I blush. 

'I'm going for a shower to clean up, you can go after. I'll only be a couple of minutes.' Harry says, while getting up of the bed. He takes off his shirt and trousers, and I notice a wet patch and a slight budlge in his boxers... no he couldn't have.. did he? did he come from just doing that to me?

'Yes, this is from you.' Harry says while pointing at his boxers like he could read my thoughts. I blushed a deep crimson colour and flipped over on the bed.

'Now be a good girl Emma'. Harry remarks while he walks out the door.

For once in my life, I actually feel relaxed.

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