The Mystery Girl

Emma was a normal teenage girl when one day her life is flipped upside down. She meets a cheeky boy named Harry Styles from the band One Direction. She instantly is mesmerized by his green eyes. She continues to bump into Harry, but he never learns her name. Are they mean't to be, or will the remain strangers searching for lost love?


24. I Can't Love Him...

Emma's POV

I stare at the picture on the screen and I feel a tear forming in my eye. 'Don't cry! Stupid Emma!' The tear falls anyway. 

"Emma! Why are you crying?" Harry asks, pulling me onto his lap.

"I'm fine, its just really cute," Harry nods his head and kisses my neck. I laugh and look into Harry's eyes.

"Harry," I start.

"Yeah?" I look down.

"Never mind," Harry shrugs and goes to the back of the bus, probably to mess with Zayn or something. I still feel extremely tired, so I lay back down. I close my eyes, Within seconds someone is sitting on me, they aren't very heavy though. 

"Who is sitting on me?" I ask.

"Louis," Says a voice that must be Louis.

"Oh...can you please get off? You're kinda squishing me," The weight immediately disappears. I sit up and cross my legs. Louis is sitting next to me. "Thanks,"

"No problem...Um, Emma?" Louis talks slowly. This is so unlike him. 


"I need to talk to you about Harry,"


Louis POV

Her face drops, exactly what I didn't want it to do. "Um, okay, what about him?" She pulls awkwardly at the bracelet wrapped around her wrist.

"Did Harry buy you that?" I ask trying to change the subject.

"Um, yeah. He bought it for our month-aniversary," I chuckle a bit. Harry is one of those people that celebrates every month him and his current "girlfriend" are together. The "record" was only three months, I can't tell how many months him and Emma might be together.

"So, about Harry...He hasn't been exactly...happy, lately. He has been so stressed out ever since he met you. I'm not saying you two should break up, I just want to know what you thought about it..." 

Her eyes search for an answer. Just as she begins to open her mouth to answer, someone interrupts her.

"The only reason I am stressed is because of the tour. All I want to be doing right now is being with Emma. Holding her hands as we watch cheesy, romantic movies and cuddling on the couch until we fall asleep," Emma spins her head around to see Harry standing in front of her. 

"Harry-" Harry cuts her off.

"I want to run my fingers through your hair when I kiss you and sing you love songs as we lay in bed together late at night when we are both way to tired to fall asleep,"


"I want to be the first one to see you in the morning and tell you how absolutely beautiful you are, even when your hair is messy and you have no make up on,"

"HARRY! Listen to me!" Emma moves her self so she can wrap her arms around Harry's neck. "You can do all of those things when I visit and after the tour,"

"But I don't want to wait that long! Can't you just stay with me, please?" Harry says through Emma's hair.

"Harry, all of my things are back in London at Maddie's flat! I can't just abandon them!" Emma's voice shakes as she talks.

"It wont be forever! And after the tour I was thinking that maybe you could moves your things to a different flat,"

"Ok...ok!" Harry pulls Emma up to his face and kisses her. Suddenly it feels like I was stabbed in the heart. Did I love Harry? No, that can't be. I can't love him, it just isn't right...


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