Always

Chapter 97

We arrive at Harry's dorm, him not in a good mood. Still not liking the idea of me and Louis being friends. I talk to Louis after how many weeks and he makes a big deal out of it. I just wish Harry would calm down about the whole situation.

"Harry, talk to me." I say he has been blocking me out ever since the discussion about Louis ended. If he wont talk to me tonight I just should go to my dorm or something.

"About what? What do you want me to say?" He raises his voice at me and I sigh.

"You know what I should just go." I tell him not wanting to get into something, it's late and I'm tired.

He stays their silent as I stand up from the bed.

"Stay." He says nearly in a whisper.

"Why your in a crappy mood," I honestly say slamming my hands to my sides, he seems still aggravated by me and what I had to say about talking to Louis. I don't want to be around him when he is mad at me.

"Okay yeah I am I just hate the feeling that someone I don't like , is talking to you. Also the guy that likes you and has tooken you on dates. So I am just so sorry for not wanting you to talk to him." He speaks whats on his mind and I'm glad to hear what he has to say. Were communicating and I'm happy with that. I just hate what he is feeling.

"Harry, I love you, I love you to a point it hurts. But you just need to trust me. Why can't you trust me with talking to him?" I ask him.

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's that I don't trust him." He says slowly and it takes me a minute to proccess it. Just Why can't he trust me enough to stop Louis if he ever trys to do something?

"I wouldn't let anything happen though. Your just over-reacting with this. Me and Louis have been friends before and we can stay friends." I speak.

''I just hate the idea of it okay." He says laying down resting his hands behind his head. I find it cute how jelouse he is over this. But he thinks that I can dissapeer so quickly and it worries me. Because I know how Harry feels with people leaving him, he does sadly have a history of it.

I crawl into bed and rest my head on his chest, and I feel his fingers draw through my hair.

"You know I'm just looking out for you okay, it's not like Louis is the best guy out their." He tells me and I wonder, why would he be a bad guy?

"What do you mean?" I ask looking up to him.

"He just does some bad things, now can we get some rest it's late?" He asks leaving that conversation unspoken.

I get up and turn the lights off before climbing under the covers with Harry.

Saturday

Harry's P.O.V

"Harry have you seen my blush? It's pink and has a clear lid to it and the bottom is white?" She asks me stambling around her dorm getting ready still, she has done her full face of makeup just hasn't yet done blush apparently. Who even cares it's make up, it doesn't do much either just colors their face. Most girls do need some make up but end up going over board and looking like a hooker. While Emily she doesn't need make up at all, she has natural beauty, why would she try covering it up with shit?

"Babe you look beautiful without it who cares?" I ask her, she looked perfect in the store when she tried it on but know with the curly hair and up-do she looks like a fucking princess. She's my princess no matter how fucking gay that sounds.

"Harry get up and help me!" She yells looking through bag and more bags, I laugh at her as she nearly rips the room apart doing this. She is really over-reacting over a little thing of makeup.

"Please help me, and stop laughing?" She asks this time trying to be calm so I would get off my ass and help her find something so dumb. She bats her eye lashes and quivers her bottom lip. I press my busted hand on my knee and stand up, walking over to her as she pouts aggravated about this situation. I look over to her desk and walk over to it leaving her their I look back and see the confusion in her eyes. I turn one of her books over to see a little circled thingy which can be blush. "Look what I found." I laugh at her holding up what she was looking for.

"Oh my god you found it! Where was it?" She asks me snatching it out of my hand.

"Under your book, man aren't you stupid." I joke at her and laugh at such a stupid thing.

"Oh shut up." She groans laughing as she brings a makeup brush to her cheeks.

"Okay, lets go to this hell of a wedding." I yell and she laughs to me, and I smile at the beautiful sound. My eyes scan over her curves, she is so beautiful and she has no clue of it. She is really the definition of beauty.

She finishs up covering her face and she walks close to me. "How are you feeling?" she asks me, really wondering. I haven't really had someone who really actually wonders how I am in a while. Really since my mom.

"I'm doing alright for a guy that is going to his fathers wedding. Better than I thought I would be." I would have never thought I would be going to this wedding, I never would have even spoken to him if it wasn't for Emily. Some how someone like Emily can just walk into your life and change it all. She didn't just walk in she came all tough marching in, messing with me and my feelings. I didn't think I was capable of love, my whole life all I ever did was just party and sleep around. New girl every night, sometimes two girls a night. I thought that was it for me, that was my life. Until Emily came along and she made me re-think everything.

"I'm proud of you, for doing this." She speaks slowly keeping her eyes steady on mine.

"I'm proud of myself to. Thanks to you." I speak, than kiss her lips slowly. A kiss that I will savor. Her lips on mine is the best taste, the best feeling ever. A feeling that you don't just get with anyone, it's that feeling you get with the one.

She moans ino the kiss and I let go, looking into her eyes. "Were going to miss it if we don't leave." She whispers and I nod.

"Or we can just have sex here and miss it?'' I offer jokingly but if she wants to I won't say no.

"Oh stop it, lets go." She says and grabs her purse and I tighten my tie.

I drive to the hotel were the weeding is being held. My father even payed for a room for the both of us to stay in. Fucking suck up I know. "Lets check in then your father will probably want to see you'." She tells me as we walk inside of this fancy place.

"Are you going to talk to Sophia or no?" I ask her, Sophia really does like her too much for my saying.

"She probably doesn't want to see me now I'll talk to her later she is probably busy." Emily explains to me as we walk up the the desk.

"Name?" The man asks me and I see him eyeing out Emily and think about knocking the guy square in the face right here.

"Harry Styles." I said with a stern voice and his eyes dart to mine.

"Yes two keys?" He asks as he types into his computer.

"Well theres two of us." Emily turns her head to me and gives me a look like 'stop being rude' kind of thing.

"Um were can we find the wedding for Styles?" Emily asks the guy.

"Over to your right." He tells her pointing to the double doors which leads into the ceremony. Emily thanks the guy and he smiles at her. I clench my fists before he hands us our keys with wobbly hand, I laugh as the both of us walk away.

"Oh, your room I second floor first room." He shouts over to us.

"This is such a nice room. He really didn't have to do that." Emily says loving everything about the room, she feels the blanket on top and walks into the bathroom. Eyes skimming over the grantee.

We both hear a knock on the door, she walks over before opening it. Seeing my father their all suited up.

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