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?


11. Kiss Me

Harry's POV

"I'm sorry we woke you up, Babe," I say to Emma. She slowly nods her head. "Did you have a dream?" I asks.

"I had a dream that you didn't wake me up..." she turn on her side and pulls her legs up to her chest. I slowly run my hand down her foot. She flinches, but doesn't push my hand away. I see a smile creep onto her face. I lean over and kiss her nose. She scrunched her face.

"You look adorable like that!" I whisper.

"Thanks..." she mumbles. She rolls over and lands on the floor. Emma squeals and wakes up. Everyone in the room begins to laugh. Emma crosses her arms and pouts.

"It's okay, Babe" I say, still laughing a bit. I sit down and rap my arms around her. She sets her head on my shoulder.

"I'm tired, and now my butt hurts..."

"You're asleep and you don't know what your saying!" I scoop her up and carry her into my room. I gently lay her down and smile. 

"You two are adorable,' Louis' voice come from behind me. it startles me a bit. I turn around and look him in the eyes.

"Yeah, and it's going to stay that way," I push Louis out of the way and walk into the living room. Louis follows. Our friendship had been rocky since I met Emma. 

I sit down and look at the clock, it's almost five o'clock. "What do you guys want for dinner?" I ask, already knowing Niall's response. I stop him before he can talk. "We are not having Nandos!" His face drops. Maddie leans over and kisses his cheek. 

"Why don't you make something? Like tacos?" Liam suggests. 

"Sounds good," I say. I stand up and walk to the kitchen and flip on some music. I pull the meat out from the freezer and begin to fry it. When thats done I cut up some tomatoes and other toppings. I put everything out onto the table. 

Emma walks in as I scoop the meat into a bowl. She walks over, still a bit groggy from sleeping. I pull her close to my chest as the song Kiss Me starts to play. I have begin to love this song even more now.  

"I smelt the meat and came running," she whispers into my chest. I laugh. I take her hands and we begin to dance around the kitchen. I spin her around and pull her close. Her head flies back and she laughs. I stare at her for a bit, still moving my feet across the floor to the rhythm of the song.

"I love you so much, Emma. I don't even think you know how much I love you. I don't ever want to live without you," 


Emma's POV

Then it hits me. Harry Styles loved me. Harry freaking Styles is in love with me. I didn't even know how to respond. I had always joked with Maddie about how Harry would fall for me, but never actually thought it would happen.

I look at the two necklaces wrapped around Harry's neck. He wipes a stray piece of hair away from my face. "What's going on, Babe?" He asks. I let out a sigh.

"I'm just in shock," I whisper.

"About what?" Harry says, and kisses forehead. 

"Just that this is happening. I mean, i always joked about dating you, but never thought it would happen. 'Coz you're in the most famous boy band ever! And I'm not even pretty..." I whisper the last sentence, not wanting Harry to hear. 

"Don't even say that, Emma! You are the prettiest, most gorgeous girl I have ever seen!" He pulls his phone out of his back pocket and clicks to Twitter.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

He shows the screen to me. I take the phone and read the Tweets;

'I would kill to have your girl @HarryStyles'

'@Emma_StarBucks is the most beautiful girl, do NOT let her go!'

'Hey @HarryStyles could I get a date with @Emma_StarBucks? Haha, kidding!'

My eyes begin to water and I force back tears. "Read more," Harry says.

'@HarryStyles your girlfriend is the most beautiful, sweet girl anyone has ever met. I know this because i made the mistake of letting her go, and now she is with a much better person. Letting  her go was the worst thing that ever happened to me, don't let it happen to you.' 

This was from my most recent boyfriend. I begin to break down and start crying. Harry takes his phone and places it on the table. He wraps his arms around me and places his hand on my head. 

"I have read that tweet over and over," Harry whispers, "and I want you to know that I don't intend on letting you go," He takes my head in his hands and kisses me. I know he has kissed me before, but this time it was different, better. I don't know what it is, but I know it was different. 

"Hey, where are the tacos?" Louis says as he walks into the kitchen. "Oh, sorry Mate," He says and walks out. Harry kisses me one more time before releasing me from his embrace.

"Dinner!" He says to the boys and they all come running into the kitchen. I take my plate into the living room and sit on the couch. I fold my taco and bite into it. "Is it any good?" Harry says and sits down next to me. I swing my legs over and lay them over his lap.

"It's delicious! Best taco I ever had!" I say sarcastically and Harry rolls his eyes. 

"I'm still tired," I yawn. 

"We can take a nap after dinner," Harry says. 

"Okay," I say and continue eating. 




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