HARRY'S POV
After the movie was over, Emma and I decided to play Monopoly .
"No!" Emma squealed as she landed on my space.
"Pay up, cutie!" I laughed. Emma made a pouty face and handed me the multicolored bills. I cheekily grinned at her as I took them.
"I don't like this game." she pouted, crossing her arms in front of her.
"I know something you do like though.." I said softly
Emma turned her head, scrunching her eye brows together, "What?"
"To be tickled!" I yelled, throwing myself across the board. I pinned her down and tickled her sides, she writhed beneath me, laughing hysterically.
"Harry. Please. No. Stop it." she managed to say between laughs. I quickly kissed her cheek and let her up."We should get ready." she said shakily, still recovering from her attack.
"For?"
"Dinner! Emma said happily, "We're going to one of my favorite places! Its a French restaurant just a few minutes from here."
"You're just full of surprises today, aren't you?" I chuckled
She smiled, "I try!" she said, "Now go, Harold!" she said standing up and tugging me to my feet, "Go make yourself all pretty."
I rolled my eyes and smiled, turning and walking out the door, across the hall to my room. I opened the door and found a small, older woman beside the bed. "Oh, I'm sorry.' she said, pulling the covers up on the bed, "I was just putting clean sheets on the bed for you. I'll be out of your way in a minute, Mr. Styles."
"Its perfectly fine." I said, "Where's the bathroom at? I'd like to shower before we leave."
The woman pointed to a door, "The guest bathoom is right there. There are soaps in the shower and fresh towels in the cupboard." she said
"Thank you very much, Mam." I said, walking into the bathroom.
After my shower I saw my gray suit had been laid out on the bed for me. I shook out my hair with the towel one last time before putting the clothes on. I walked over to the mirror as I buttoned my jacket. I shook the sides of my hair out and flipped it to the side. I walked out of the room, down the hall, and down the stairs. I ended up in the entryway, where I waited for Emma. I looked around the room, noticing all of the little bits of detail. From the intricately carved moldings along the wall to the small, hand painted designs on the staircase.
I looked up the stairs and saw Emma's mum walk down, followed by Emma. Emma wore a fitted black dress with gold bands on the top. Her dark blonde hair was perfectly curled and fell loosely at her shoulders. I watched her in awe as she walked down the stairs. At the same time, Emma's dad walked through the archway from the kitchen. He smiled and hugged her as she got to the bottom of the steps. "You look great, Princess." he said
"Thanks." Emma giggled
I walked over to her, a smile across my face. "You're so beautiful" I said softly to her, putting my hand on her hip. She blushed, causing my smile to grow. I loved it when I made her blush.
"Emma, dear, lets go get you a coat. They're in the back closet." her mum said. Emma nodded and followed her out of the room.
Emma's dad approached me, "Harry." he said, giving me a quick nod
"Mr. Taylors." I said, returning the nod.
"Keep that girl out of trouble." he joked, "She's a wild one."
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Moments (A Harry Styles Fanfic)
Fanfiction(Harry's pov) I felt dizzy, I noticed the blood pouring out of a gash on my head. I had managed to crawl over to where Emma laid in a pool of her own blood. I gently picked up her head and held it in my hands, "Emma." I whispered Her soft green eyes...
