That Counts (Bk2)

Chapter 13: Frienemies

Emma's POV

There was only two things I could think of. The pain, and Harry. I was being kept prisoner in One Direction's old mansion. In Harry's old room...His room had a few posters...and on the nightstand a picture of me and him. I was on his back like a piggy back ride, with my arms around the front of him. We were bothing smiling and laughing. It was in a picture frame that had My Love on the bottom edge. I stared at his face...his brown curls...and green eyes. Wishing he was here with me.

"Emma are you awake?" I hear Luke ask.

"Of course I'm awake, who could sleep in this damned place?" I mumble. I tried to turn over on my left side but I couldn't. I had the stab wound on my stomach....but when Luke was running with me, his claws scratched my side...so I had three distinct cut wounds on my left side.

"It's not as bad as it seems besides...when you're well we will go back to our mansion....and you will be my queen." Luke says stroking my hair.

"Luke please just let me go...if you don't I'll die" I try to explain.

"If I let you go Emma, how will be be together? Look Emma, I know you must hate me....and i have done you so many wrongs...but give me a chance...there isn't any such thing as mates in this world...I know you have Harry....and Liam...but give me a chance...I beg of you" Luke says on his knees by my bed side.

I couldn't help it. I felt bad for Luke. Before any of this happened and Liam set him off to be a recute in his army...I loved him. He was my everything...but he left...he left me.

"Luke I...people change....I just...I think maybe I um..." I couldn't form a coherent sentence. My feelings were all jumbled. I loved Harry for sure. Liam...I love him....but Luke....God stupid brain!

"Emma please..." He begs. He stands up and climbs up on top of me, so he is in a push up position on top of me. He places a light kiss on my forehead.

"Let me love you Emma...." He whispers. I shivered at his tone of voice. He began to kiss my neck. I couldn't help but think, I have been with what feels like a bunch of guys...a ton have kissed me...and my neck...but the one person I actually wanted to be with I haven't...

His warm hands reached for the hem of Harry's shirt and pulled it up over my head. He looks at me and gasps, I feel exposed only having on underwear and a bra.

"Oh Emma....its gotten worse....We need to get you some help....Now..." Luke says. I suddendly feel really tired.

"Luke...I just want to sleep....." I mumble trying to sleep.

"No Emma, you mustn't sleep, if you do....you might not wake up..." Luke says.

"Maybe I don't want to wake up...." I mumble closing my eyes.

"No Emma! No you can't sleep Emma, we have to get you some help....come on I know just the place" He says and puts Harry's shirt back on me. I shiver. Why is it so cold? I clutch onto Luke's shirt...searching for warmth.

"Come on Emma....stay with me..." He mumbles and I move ever so slightly as he begins to run...and as he runs into the woods...it begins to snow.

Harry's POV

Of course after Emma had been taken we had to move camp. We moved it deeper into the woods....more into the cold so it's less tracable. We only have two tents, Annie and Niall have one...Liam put a spell on it. A sort of protection bubble. Liam and I aren't really speaking....and I don't talk very much. Liam made it pretty clear, that if Emma doesn't drink her potion she is going to die. So all we can assume is, the love of my life...is dead.