TO BE WITH ME - HARRY STYLES

seven

EMMA

I woke up with a pounding headache. I tried sitting up but felt the pain in my abdomen worsen. I slowly opened my eyes, only to find my vision blurred. I laid back down and closed my eyes again. I thought about Harry, that shit-head. He was too nice and persistent. It made me wonder why he was acting like this to me. Every guys wants something out of a women. He knows I'm broke so he can't use my money. I have nothing to offer him. I feel like he is trying to soften me up and use me for something. Although, he was paying for my hospital bill and I was quite mean. Maybe I should be nicer and loosen up a bit. 

I got up again a little better than before. Once my feet hit the ground, I opened my eyes to the big windows. The view of Melbourne was beautiful. 

"Need help?" I heard a voice that was definitely not Harry's. My heart stopped beating and I slowly turned around. 

"Wh-Who are you?" My voice was shaky and I felt more weak than I did before. Tears slowly ran down my face in fear. 

"Uh. I'm not allowed to say but Harry told me to watch you." The big man says as he stood up.

"But Harry didn't mention this to me." I say as I slowly back away.

"My orders were to make sure you stay asleep and not get up so I am going to ask you to get in bed please." 

The tears start falling down my face. I knew I was panicking and having an anxiety attack. I was in so much pain already and was confused as to where Harry went. 

"Where's Harry?!" I yell. I look for the bathroom and drag my pained body with me while I try to run.

I feel the man lift me up with ease and I start to scream. "Please let go of me. Please." I was full on sobbing now. I knew he was talking still but I couldn't hear a thing as my body was getting weaker and weaker. He let me go and I ran to the bathroom as much as best as I could even though I wasn't able to. I closed the door and fell against it. I was panicking so much, I felt my breathing getting heavier. 

I heard the strange big man start talking, seems like he was on the phone. I tried to calm my breathing down and listen but it was no use. My body was exhausted from the minimal physical activity I had just done. I slowly slid my body down more until I was fully laid down on the floor. 

// HARRY //

I had finished up my meeting with Liam but he has been quite mad at me. I figured I would let him cool off before I talk to him. I already have so much on my min and I need to take care of some stuff involving Emma before I talk to the lads. 

I had just arrived at Emma's home. I went through the sketchiest neighborhood to get here. And what I was standing in front of now, did not make sense. The house was old, and falling apart. It looks like it has been abandoned for a while now. I slowly walked in trying not to get hurt. The floorboards were creaking, the house looked and felt haunted. Even the inside looked abandon. 

I was in the main room now and saw a couple of clothing that I have seen Emma where. She had a small backpack on the ground and I saw some food bars as well. There were some apples scattered around and bags of chips. My heart fell looking at how she was living. I looked around the house to find anything else but there wasn't. I grabbed her backpack and stuffed the remains of her stuff inside. 

I walked outside with her backpack on my back. I saw some papers sticking out of the mailbox and look inside. My eyes grew wide at the amount of eviction notices as well as unopened medical bills. I opened and looked at the numbers and the description of why she was there. But I got cut short when my phone rang. I picked up and can hear Paul frantically yelling at me to come back home because of Emma. I rushed back to the main streets and called a car to meet me. 

I bounced my leg up and down impatiently waiting to get back to the hotel. I finally got to the hotel and made my way up. I rushed into my room and didn't see Emma. I turned to Paul and he pointed to the bathroom. 

"I'll take care of it." He nodded and left my room. 

I took a deep breath and knocked softly on the door. I heard her sob and croak, "I only want to talk to Harry."

I looked down and smiled for a second before I softly said, "It's me love. Open up." 

I heard the sounds of locks turning and she slowly opens to peak through the space of the door and the wall to assure its me. I see her on her knees as she peaks to see if it is me. I open the door wider and crouch down to her level. I lift her body from the ground and carry her to the bed while she sobs more. 

I sat down by her side and faced her while she laid down. "Hey what happened to ya? I got a call and came straight to see you." She blinked hard wet tears and sighed. 

"I freaked out that you were gone. I wasn't aware you had a friend watch me. I got scared I was taken or something..." 

I grabbed her and held it mine. She was so delicate. "I wasn't going to let anything happen to you."  I kissed her hand and put it back down. 

"Harry." She whispered. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

I smiled at her. "You seem cool." 

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you kiss my hand...  Why for me? You haven't left me alone since you met me. What do you want from me?" She continues to whisper. 

I gazed at her sleepy eyes. She looked like she was about to pass out. 

"Go to sleep, love. We will talk tomorrow." 

With that she closed her eyes.  I kissed her forehead and slowly got up. 

"Wait." She grabbed my hand. "Please stay. I'm afraid of the big bad man."

I chuckled at her words. I came around and got into bed on the other side. I grabbed her hand so she knew I was by her. I watched her eyes close in content. Watching her drift to sleep was cute. I turned off the bed side lamp and scooted closer to her. And with that, I fell asleep.