Addicted [Completed]

18 year old Emily was always an ambitious girl. With long brown hair, deep brown eyes, she could have cruised through life with her good looks, but instead she pushed herself further and accomplished all that she wanted. She never felt the need to have a man in her life, but when she meets Harry Styles, all if that changes. Her life becomes a roller coaster ride that won't end. Harry brings her hate, and he brings her love. But when one of his fellow band mates falls for her too, will it all change?


12. So Wrong

Harry's POV

I looked at Felicity and pushed her away. This was wrong. It all felt so wrong. I couldn't do this to Emily. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I yelled. I couldn't control myself. I was so angry. Angry at her for leaving me all those years ago, and angry that she thought that she could get me back. I was also angry at myself for letting her in again. I knew what I had with Emily was special. Her smell, her eyes, her touch. Just thinking about her made me feel whole again. But I turned and face Felicity again. She looked confused, then mad, and then just plain bitchy. 

"Don't you love me Harry?" I raised my eyebrows. I thought I had. But I didn't. I truly didn't anymore. I had to get her away from me, and away from Emily, forever. 

"No! Well, I thought I did. But being with you again, Felicity, it feels wrong. It feels like I've been so hooked on you for so long because you left me with so many answered questions, but then kissing you again answered all of them. You are not the girl for me, and you kissing me just makes matters worse. You need to leave, and never contact me again. Get your dress from Emily, and then leave her alone." I pointed down the street, motioning her to leave. She gave me a glare, and then sighed, turning around. But then she stopped and looked at me one last time. 

"You're going to regret this Harry Styles. I am much better than her, and we both know it." She winked at me again and then left. I hoped for good. I got into my car and drove home. I went straight to bed, trying to clear my thoughts. This time my dreams were filled with Emily. But they weren't good. They were full of guilt. 

Liam's POV

I stormed into Harry's house. How could he? I had just sent the picture to Emily, and she had only replied with, "Oh." I knew her heart was broken.

"Harry! Get your sorry, git of an arse down here!" I yelled from the staircase. I heard footsteps on the floors above me, and then Harry emerged from his room. 

"Liam? What's up?" The anger shook inside of me. WHAT'S UP? That's all he had to say for himself? I took the magazine that was in my hand and hit him in the side of the head with it. 

"THIS IS WHAT'S UP!" I hollered at him. I didn't really understand why I was so mad. All I knew is that I cared about Emily so much. Her lips, the way her hair fell down her back, the softness of her skin, the curve of her back...

"It's not what it looks like, Liam!" His words interrupted my thoughts. 

"Then tell me, tell me what it is then, Harry!" I sighed. I knew Harry wouldn't let me leave until I had heard his side. Even though I had just come to the conclusion that I was in love with Harry's girl. 


************************I know it's short, I'm sorry! But SHOCKER, eh? :P 

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