Jorgie never expected that moving too England would bring her too Harry. It is almost love at first sight, but someone is bound to destroy this couples bliss..

Take note that this is completely fiction. Also there are graphic sex scenes, so if you are underage, do not read this. It is rated like R.

Just another note: Remember that Harry hasn't told Jorgie some things.. Keep in mind that there are two different perspectives :)


18. Steal, crush, then remould

"Why did you come?" Emily yelled as soon as I walked out, "Why didn't you just leave her alone!"
Mary was standing awkwardly in the hallway between us. 
"I just need to see her," I almost begged. 
"If she wanted to see you, she wouldn't have ran!" 
"And if I loved her, I wouldn't have followed, right? If we are being a normal couple at the moment and I did actually cheat, I wouldn't have come. But I didn't! I lied, yeah, but only to protect her from the truth! I didn't cheat on her and what happened in America is only expected when you are an international superstar! I thought that Jorgie had excepted that!" I yelled. 
"You're not seeing her!" Emily yelled back. 
Her mum dragged her through the back door and into a sunroom. 

You're not seeing her, I thought. I ran the words over and over in my head. 
She was here. Obviously not in the house, in Emily's apartment. 
I had no car and no idea of the address. I had no idea of how to get there. 

Another girl walked into the kitchen, one that I hadn't met. 
"Hello," she looked confused. 
"Where is Emily's apartment?" I said quickly, the desperation clear in my voice. 
"Nice to meet you too," she smiled sarcastically, leaning down and writing on a notepad. She went to hand it to me, "But first, why do you need it?" 
"I'm in love with your sister." 
She nodded and handed it to me. I shoved it in the pocket of my oversize jeans. 
"So you're the famous Harry?" 
I nodded as Mary and Emily returned inside. 
"Shan," Mary gleefully said, "I didn't think you were coming til Friday." 
"We weren't. Jordan has work now and I got today off so it was just more convenient." 
A tall man walked in behind her. He looked kind of like Lou but more manly. 
"Hey mate," he nodded at me. 
"Why don't we all go into the loungeroom?" Mary suggested, "Have a civilised conversation." She pointedly stared at Emily. 

Jorgie's POV 
I couldn't sleep that night. Emily had stayed at Mum's, so I was alone again. I kept hearing noises. It wasn't until I heard my name being called that I freaked out. 
"Jorgie!!" I heard through the open window. 
"Jorgie!!" I knew that voice and with a sigh walked into the lounge room and onto the balcony. I was only in a t-shirt again cause that was how I liked to sleep. 
"What?" I yelled as the hot air hit me. I leaned over the railing. 
Harry stood there staring up at me. 
"I don't want to talk to you Harry," I said, turning to go back inside. A rock hit my leg. 
"Did you just throw a rock at me?!" I spun. 
"Yes," he said, "Only because you won't listen to me." 
"I've heard enough Harry!" 
"Please," he begged.
"Because you lied and kept things from me and because you drive me crazy. Because you were the first. Because I ran from you. Because I hide my feelings and that was what made you think this was okay. Because I never lied when I said I loved you, I never took that love back! You in every way, stole my heart."
"That's why you need to listen. I never slept with her. It was wrong timing and everything because unless I was drugged or raped, I never cheated on you. The test to see if her son was mine was negative and I knew it would be, that is why I didn't tell you at first. I promise to never lie again." 
I suddenly noticed his outfit, "What are you wearing?"
"Your dads clothes," he said in a casual tone. 
"What? You went to my house? How did you even find me?" 
"Never mind that. Just come down to me." 
"No Harry! Go back to the boys and just leave me be!" 
"Not until you can look me in the eyes and say that you don't love me, that you don't need me."  

I walked inside and slammed the door. Within two seconds there was a knock on my front door. 
"Go away," I called. 
"Let me in!"
"No!" I leaned next to the couch, the tears forming in my eyes. 
"Jorgie! You have to understand," he pleaded. 
I walked over and unlocked the door so that only the catch was keeping him out. I stared at him through the gap. 
"I understand, but it doesn't mean that I can forgive you." 
"But you love me?" 
I bit my lip, "And what does that change?" 
"The affect that this has on you," he tried to lean through the gap and kiss me but I pulled away, the tears now streaming down my face. I slammed the door and ran to crouch next to the couch. 

With a loud bang, the chain was ripped off the wall and Harry came rushing in, tears in his eyes. 
"Why do you insist on making this difficult?" He frowned, tears leaking down his cheeks. 
"Why do you have to make this difficult?" I looked up. 
"What?" He asked, bringing his face close to mine. 
"Letting me hate you," I took a deep breathe, "It's impossible too." 
I looked into his tear filled, green eyes and knew that it was inevitable that the man that came across the world to find me, had stolen, crushed, and then remoulded my heart, kissing it better in the process. 
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