Lego House *Addicted Sequel*

*Sequel to Addicted*
It had been 3 years since Emily left Harry at the airport. She was strong again and more famous and more successful than ever. She had finally gotten over Jacques. Yes, she still mourned his death, but she was ready to love again. She was on her way back to London, a place that she could truly call her home. But what if the man that she loves doesn't want her? What if he has moved on? A week before Emily is set to go home, she find out that Harry was done waiting. She doesn't blame him. But she really didn't like the fact that she had to find out that Harry was back together with Taylor Swift through a magazine. Hearts will be broken, lies will be told, and harsh words will be said. But in the end, can you really leave behind the one that had you Addicted?
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6. Like Day and Night

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Chapter Five

            Emily rolled over in bed, her arm softly hitting the sleeping body next to her. It had been 2 months since the Brit Awards and Emily found herself spending less and less time with One Direction. Not only because it was too painful to see Harry, but because she was spending a lot of her time with Max. It was nothing serious, and neither of them wanted to label anything, but the rest of the world had. The magazines were loving the fact that the one woman on earth who would ever think of turning down Harry Styles proposal was now dating Max George of The Wanted. And if not dating, at least shagging. And Emily didn’t give a crap. Max was certainly amazing in bed, and he also listened to her, and in a way that Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam couldn’t. Because as much as they wanted to help her, they would always be biased whether they knew it or not. Max didn’t know her past very well, he didn’t know everything she went through with Harry, and he didn’t want to. He wanted to know who she was now, and he liked her that way. In the two months that Emily had been seeing Max, she had managed to get off her anti-depressants, and she was eating normally for her size. She finally felt normal again. And because of that, none of the boys put up too much of a fight when she went to see Max.

            “Morning, sweetheart.” Max rolled over so that he was basically on top of her. His weight pinned her down on the bed, and she giggled as he kissed down her neck.

            “Morning, Max. And no offence, but you’re kind of crushing me right now.” She let out a breath of air as he laughed, rolling off of her, pulling her on top of him so that she was straddling him.

            “What do you want to do today?” Max had some time off for a while because his band mate, Nathan had just gotten married, and they were taking a little bit of a break so that he could settle into his married life.

            “I have to go into the office and go over some designs. Want to come and help me out? Then we can come back here and resume this.” She kissed along his jawline.

            “Or we could just do this all day.” He growled into her ear, making her squeal. Even if Max didn’t make her feel much emotionally, he sure knew how to turn her on.

            “I have to go home and walk Teddy, as well.” She protested, trying to wriggle out of his arms, but he held her firmly to him, his hands gripping her bum. Her bum was probably his favourite part of her body. Perfectly round, toned, and sized.

            “Fine, but you owe me. Why don’t we stay at your place tonight so we can let Teddy out every once in a while. Or you could just bring him here.” Max kissed her hair before letting her go.

            “No, Teddy gets scared in new placed,” she giggled while thinking of how much of a wuss her massive Bernese Mountain Dog was. He was bigger than her for god’s sake, but even a small child had the ability to freak him out and make him cry like a baby.

            “Alright, your place it is tonight, then.” She watched as she walked away, throwing on one of his t-shirts, and a pair of his socks to keep herself warm.

            “Think I could get away with wearing this to the office?” She twirled around in front of him, giving him a full view of her get up.

            “I think you look incredibly sexy in my clothing.” He growled, because what man didn’t love seeing an incredibly fit girl wearing nothing but his t-shirt?

            “I think you’re insane.” She laughed, reaching over and throwing on her jeans and one of his beanies.

            “Oh well, it’s my company, no one can complain.” Max sighed. She really did pull off his clothing well. She looked comfy, casual, yet so sexy, because woman who are comfortable in their own skin are the most beautiful. Or at least that’s what Max thought. Recently his feelings for Emily had grown, and he was starting to feel real things for her, and it scared him. She turned him into mush. It didn’t scare him that he was falling, but that everyone knew, including him, that she would never be over Harry. And he knew in the end that he was going to fall for her, but she would leave him when Harry decided he was done experimenting with Country Pop singers. He felt the need to distance himself, but he found that he just couldn’t get enough of her.


            Harry pulled the sheets back over him. It was cold in his room, and Taylor was stealing all of the blankets.

            “What are you doing?” Taylor moaned from the other side of the bed. To be honest, things had really started to slow down for Harry and Taylor. Their sex life was beginning to be non-existent, and quite frankly he was getting tired of her. She was becoming snobby, and Harry was starting to see why the boys didn’t like her. It looked like it would be the end of yet another one of Taylor Swift’s relationships.



            “Teddy! Get off!” Emily managed to say weakly through her hysterical laughter. Max was currently on the floor, being mauled by her enormous dog and his tongue.

            “Stop laughing! It’s not that funny!” Max protested, whining like a child.

            “I’m sorry! But you’re bigger than him Max! Just shove him off!” She stood up, clutching at her stomach which was sore from all the laughing.

            “But he’s just so darn cute!” Max reached up, scratching Teddy behind the ears, cooing at the adorably oversized puppy. Once Max had finally managed to get up from under Teddy’s weight, he came up behind Emily, who was making them tea, sliding his hands around her waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. Her usual smell (which reminded him of summer time) mixed with his cologne was enough to make him go nuts.

            “Hello, stranger.” She leaned back into him, wriggling as he slipped his hands under her (actually his) t-shirt, dancing over her stomach, tickling her.

            “Why did you only just get a puppy now? You’re such a dog person.” He laughed thinking of Emily’s past comments on how she loved dogs more than she loved people.

            “Uh, well I wanted to get a dog a few years back, but Harry is a cat person, and he claimed his cat would get scared by a big dog. And then I went back to Vancouver, not really knowing how long I was going to be there, so I never got a dog. But then before I came over, I decided that what the heck, I wanted a dog. So I got that big oaf over there.” She smiled over to Teddy. She turned around, resting her chin on his chest so she could look up at him. She was shocked to see a frown on his face.

            “You still love him, don’t you.” He whispered, not really wanting to know the answer.

            “What? Max, that doesn’t even matter. I’m with you, not him.” Her hands flew up to his chest, resting on his pecks.

            “But it does matter, Emily. Answer the question.” He wasn’t angry, he wasn’t sad, he was just calm. For he knew that he needed to know the answer, or he was going to get majorly hurt.

            “Fine, I guess…” Emily trailed off, really thinking about what she was going to say next, “yes.” She finally sighed. It was on word, one simple word, but it was enough to tell Max that he didn’t have a hope of winning her heart if it still so strongly belonged to someone else.

            “I see.” Was all Max could manage to spit out. He wasn’t mad at her, he really wasn’t. He knew when he had become involved with her that she was still, in her own way, attached to Harry. He just didn’t think he was going to fall for her in the way that he did.

            “I’m sorry.” She whispered back, feeling the familiar sting of tears behind her eyeballs.

            “No, love, please don’t be sorry. I knew this would happen one day or another, I just didn’t expect to fall for you so quickly. You can’t help the way you feel.” He took her hands in his, squeezing them gently.

            “I just, I can’t lose you Max. Even if I don’t love you the way you want to be loved by me, you’re one of my best friends. Please don’t leave me.” She pleaded, her tears flowing freely now.

            “Emily, stop crying. I’m not going anywhere. I just think we should only be friends. Nothing less, nothing more, okay? I just can’t be second best. No one can. Which is why I think you should fight for Harry. I know it seems like a lost cause, but you know why he said all of those things to you? Because you left him at his most vulnerable moment. Take it from a player, being in a committed relationship is already hard enough, but putting your whole heart on the line and committing the rest of your life to someone? That is real, and very rare. He loved you enough to do that, so I highly doubt that he fell out of love with you. Besides, only a real knob would not love you. I see the way Payne looks at you too, you know.” He nudged her side, playfully. It was an odd sight really. Two recently ex-lovers sitting cross-legged, side by side, in the middle of her kitchen floor.

            “What? No, Liam used to have a little crush on me, but that was a long time ago.” She shook her head, still trying to process everything that he had said.

            “Maybe you underestimated his feelings. But let me warn you, if you get involved with Liam, nothing will ever be the same. You probably will lose Harry, then.”

            “I think I already lost him.” she sighed.

            “No you didn’t, he’s just afraid. Like I said, he put his heart on the line all those years ago, now he’s just trying to protect it.”

            “He’s with Taylor now, there’s no way.” It was like she was trying to talk her way out of it.

            “Emily, everyone in the world knows that Taylor Swift is nothing compared to you. It’s like she’s got something stuck up her arse.” Max wrinkled his nose, thinking about the tall blonde.

            “Oh Max, this is why you’re my best friend.” She giggled, wrapping her arms around him. He cleared his throat, uncomfortable with the fact that that hug meant something so different to him than it did to her.

            “I should probably get going. I’m going to get shattered tonight.” He grinned at her. She rolled her eyes, laughing.

            “Be careful, Max. I want you to be in one piece the next time I see you.” She continued to giggle, poking him in the stomach with her pointer finger. He caught her hand in his, his face turning serious.

            “Bye Emily.” He whispered, still holding her hand, tucking a strand of hair out of her face, before he lifted her hand to his mouth, kissing it one last time. And then he was gone.


            Emily rolled over in bed, groaning. Teddy was barking loudly in the living room.

            “Teddy! Stop!” She called out, knowing fully well that it wouldn’t stop him. She sighed, pulling herself out of bed. She made her way towards the knocking on her door, taking a quick peak at the clock. 3 am. Who the hell would be knocking on her door at 3 am?

            “Liam?” She squinted her eyes against the glare of the street lights.

            “Come on, we need to go to the hospital.”


A/N Max is literally the cutest in this story. People have a way of demonizing the boys of the Wanted in their One Direction fan fictions, and although I don't even know all their names, and only know two of their songs...I seems to have s soft spot of Max George. I really enjoyed him and writing of him in this chapter. Isn't he the cutest?

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