dirty little secret [dark l.p]

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Harry's POV

Her lips against mine felt like a puzzle piece that molded together. Her lips are so warm, and filled with desperation. They feel so good against mine, the way it should feel.

I've never felt this with any other girl I've brought home. None of them meant anything to me, but she does; Emily does. This moment, right here, made me fall for her even more. She's absolutely perfec-

Her sudden gasp interrupts my wonderful thoughts. She pulls away, my lips lingering for more.

"What did I just do.." She mumbled, running a hand through her long hair. Her tongue swiped out across her lips, swirling with thoughts.

"I'm sorry." I suddenly said, knowing that if Liam found out, he would get incredibly angry. She looks over at me, her brown eyes filled with worry.

"No I'm sorry. I kissed you first." She paces back and forth. "Just please don't tell Liam."

"I won't. Why would I?" I ask her, standing up. My long legs reach her in less than a second. She looks up at me, slowly nodding.

I smiled down at her, examining her beautiful face.

"He won't find out." I remind her.

"We can't do anything like that again." She says, her face filling with stress and worry.

I groan with anger, and clench my fist at me side.

"And why not?!" I raise my voice angrily, and watch her flench. I lower my voice before saying, "We still can, we just won't tell him."

"That's called cheating. You don't kiss another person, while you love another one." Her voice echoes through my head.

"You kissed me. It had to mean something." I say, my knuckles turning white, from me clenching them.

She looks down at her feet, before shaking her head.

"It meant nothing." She says, not meeting my eyes.

"Yeah, I get it." My words are cold, and I fell bitter.

My breaths are loud, and I leave quietly out of her room.

I grab my car keys, before leaving.

Emily's POV

I'm left confused, dazed, and shocked.

I kissed him. Of course I did.

Because you like him. My evil subconscious tells me, and I shake my head no.

"No, no I don't." I say aloud, walking into the bathroom.

Yes you d-

"No! I love Liam!" I shout, interrupting the evil girl inside me.

I need to get all this off my mind, now.

Without thinking, I run down the giant staircase, searching for Harry's house phone.

With a little searching, I find it, quickly dialing Liam's number.

"Hello?" I hear a dry voice answer.

"Liam?" I ask, not recognizing the voice.

"Emily? Oh my god, Emily!" I hear shuffling around, and his voice seems to get clearer.

"Liam, I miss you so much." My voice threatens to crack.

"Emily." He breathes out. "I miss you, a lot."

"I need you, I need to come home." I say, a tear escaping my eye.

"I know, I want you hear. I can't stand it without you, I love you Emily." He says, my heart cracking a little. I think about the early events that happened.

"I love you." I say back, more tears falling down my cheeks.

"4 more days, I think." He says, his breathing more steadier now.

"I miss you Emily, we will be back soon enough." Liam says.

"I should probably go." I say.

"No baby, let's just talk." Liam says, making a smile grow on my face.

Harry's POV

"Another." I tell the bartender, setting down the sixth beer bottle.

Another bottle is set in front of me, as I quickly open it.

"Well, well. If it isn't Harry." I hear a familiar voice say.

I turn in my seat, reuniting with a face I thought was gone.

I drop my bottle, letting it break into pieces on the floor.

My eyes go wide as I scan the young girl in front of me.

She's alive; Lia is alive.

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(For those of you who don't remember Lia, she is the girl Liam got pregnant when he lived in Wolverhampton. Liam didn't want a child, so he left her, and Harry "killed" her.. Yeah well guess who back!)