Chapter 14
Harry
Seeing that hickey really set me going. I am so pissed at her, it's unbelievable. I need to teach that guy a lesson, messing with my girl isn't an option. But it felt so nice telling her I loved her because I do.
He needs to go back to his homeland, prick nation, Canada. She was asleep on my chest and I never wanted this to change. She was just... so perfect. She's everything I want and more and it was so nice to be with someone I truly love. I knew she was the one the first night she stayed over. God it was over me and I knew that. I knew how bad I f****d up when I picked her from the party but you know What? f**k it. Don't care how old she is at this point. Her personality is different but I love different. She makes me smile, laugh and makes me feel wanted and like I have value. Her touch alone drives me mad. I love her so f*****g much it hurts. She could hurt me over and over again and I wouldn't complain because I love her. I know it sounds toxic but, is it really?
Her soft skin against mine was such a contrast really. I had rough and not hands and her hands were cold and soft and dainty. This just feels right. In this moment feels right, like nothing could possibly go wrong and I know it's going to stay like this. I really want to invest all my him in her. She's perfect and beautiful and and smart and calls me out on my bullshit. Oh god I love her. I love every ounce of her.
Her sleeping body stirred before she sat up and looked down at me. A lazy smile made its way to her face before she collapsed on my chest.
"Hi baby." She giggled against me.
"Hi Harry." I rolled us over as I looked down at her.
"I love you." She said making me smile.
"I love you." I repeated. Our lips brushing against each other's before she got up and headed down the stairs. I got a call from Bianca. f**k me.
"What?" I barked into the phone. She sighed.
"Harry I'm stopping by for the rest of my things then I'm out." Thank God.
"Make it quick." I snapped and hung up. I don't have time for her bullshit.
I went down stairs knowing that that she devil would be here soon. I braced myself for the inevitable fight.
"Emma love." I said trying to maintain calm.
"Yeah?" I kissed her swiftly before the door opens.
"Don't hate me." Bianca walked through to the kitchen making Emma drop the dish into the sink.
"What the f**k is this?" Bianca took in Emma appearance and looked to me.
"Seriously Harry!" I rolled my eyes and pulled Bianca outside.
"So you're f*****g her now? Couldn't wait till I left?" God I'm already super annoyed.
"Get your s**t and leave. I don't have time for this." Bianca just scoffed.
"Oh please Harry! She's your rebound... or were you f*****g her while we were married?" She knew she was right but I wasn't going to let her know that.
"Harry, babe, breakfast is ready." I shut my eyes. Bianca scoffed again.
"Babe!?" She pushed past me and I knew I was screwed. I couldn't say anything thay Emma would like.
"Why are you calling him this? Is he your little boyfriend now?" I swear to f*****g god
"Yeah." Emma said completely unaware of the hole she's digging.
"Do you love him?" Emma nodded. Oh f**k me.
"Harry, do you love her?" She knew what she was doing. I looked to Emma who waited for my answer.
"Well?" My eyes flickered to Bianca before dropping to the floor.
"You sick son of a bitch." Emma spat and ran up the stairs slamming the door. She didn't go into my room though. I can tell by the echo.
"Well played Harry. You will always be an asshole won't You?" She walked past me and up the stairs. I knew I had to talk to Emma so, I slowly made my way up and to the guest bedroom.
"Emma." I slowly opened the door to see her standing by the window.
"Baby-"
"Shut your f*****g mouth Styles." Her words were cold and icy.
"Am I a joke to you or are you bored?" I sighed.
"I love you-"
"Then tell her that." I sat down on the bed and just waited for Bianca to leave but I really didn't want Bianca to lay one on Emma. Bianca grew up kickboxing.
"I f*****g hate you." I earned that.