Two can't keep a secret.

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Harry’s POV;

We were all sat in the kitchen laughing and joking while eating the pizza but I still didn’t understand why Emelia seemed sad, did I do it? Was it because I stopped what we were about to do because I don’t want her to regret doing it or because my eyes wandered over her topless body, taking in her perfect sun kissed body, her white lace bra and her large chest? She got upset when I questioned her on what was wrong and cried when she told me she doesn’t like people looking at her, what is wrong with her? Nothing that’s what. I swear if anyone has even said anything to make her doubt herself like that I will kill them!

Every now and again she’d catch me staring and she’d blush but I wouldn’t look away, because why should I be embarrassed or look away from being caught staring at her? She’s beautiful, her dark brown hair falling down her back in waves, her smile that is enough to put anyone in a good mood, her green-blue eyes that you only have to take a glance at to be sucked into their allure and drown in them – in a good way – and the way she doesn’t actually know how beautiful she is. If anything I should feel honoured that I even have such sight in my presence or even someone like her to give me any attention.

When Liam told me who her real father was and told me to stay away I was reluctant but I did it anyway, I was stupid to even consider staying away from her and losing the week that I could have been getting to know her more and have her here with me, but no me being the stupid selfish me I put myself first and stayed away. I know now that it was a mistake and if I could go back and change it I definitely would go back and change it, but she’s here, with me and I’m not going to let her go or get hurt. I’m going to protect her until my last breath no matter the cost.

Brooke kept looking from me to Emelia every so often and when she saw that I noticed she’d clear her throat and look away, but she looked like she was in deep though like she was trying to determine something.

“Let’s watch a film!” Niall excitedly exclaimed, I swear if you didn’t know all that he’s capable of you’d think he was still a child.

“Yeah! A scary one!” Emelia chimed in just as excitedly as Niall with a big grin on her face that I couldn’t help to smile at how perfect she was.

 “Em, you sure you want to watch a scary film? You will get scared and have nightmares!” Brooke asked her with her brow raised.

“No, shut up! No I don’t!” Emelia squeaked while scowling at her. I could help but chuckle at how childlike she looks at the moment.

“Well don’t come crying to me if you do.” Brooke replied smirking at her and Emelia stood up and joined Niall and the lads on the way to the living room to pick a film.

“Brooke, can I speak to you please?” I quickly asked while jogging over to the entrance of the living room where she stood, she looked up at me and nodded which I took as my que to continue. “Why does Emelia get so upset about when people look at her?” I curiously asked, she instantly looked down at her feet and nervously played with the bottom of her skirt.

“J-just stuff that happened ages ago.” She stuttered and her face looked saddened.

“C’mon guy, what are you doing!” Louis called out and I could hear him getting impatient. Brooke walked into the living room and sat next to Liam and he put his arm around her shoulders and smiled down at her. I walked in and went towards where Emelia sat, which was in my seat, and picked her up.

“Oh my god, Harry! I was comfy!” She wiggled in my grip as I sat down and placed her on my lap, a smirk on my face as I looked at her. She was scowling at me, pouting and with her arms crossed across her chest like a sulking child. I gently pinched her sides making her squirm and nearly fall off my lap but I grabbed her waist and pulled her to my chest as she giggled.