Skinny Love

Emily is always unnoticed by Harry, she's invited over to his flat but he just uses her physically. She decidedes to take him day by day and except the fact that she is just a novelty to him. Emily is thrown around by Harry's other mistress that controls him and Harry can't find his own way out of his own hole.
Harry then realizes Emily has loved him all along and knows that she's been there since the beginning.


6. Give Me Love

Harry was leaving, he ran back into Taylor's arms like a madman wanting to make sure he was loved. He smiled while leaving, his necklace him my hands as he walked away with a Burberry coat in his arms and the other one locked with Taylor kissing her cheek.  
 I woke up with the rain pouring and tickling on the window. I felt my heart race. Tears roll down my cheeks and onto my clothes. 
"Harry?" I ask. He popped up out of the sheets. My heart stops, "I–I I thought you left me" I held my heart as it beat fast. 
"No, no babe" he held me, I can feel his abs through my shirt and the sheets. "I thought you were gone...with her" I cry hugging him.  
"I'm not going anywhere, no I'm not. Hear me?" Holding my face he looked into my eyes. "Promise, promise" I cry more, knowing its just a nightmare it's still scaring me to the point of shaking. He laid me down with him, against his chest. "I promise" he says striking my dark brown hair. I touched his cheek and turned his head. "Remember that." I kissed him with lips so soft and lightning circuiting through us. Harry slowly turned over onto me and kissed harder. Figuring that he's in that particular mood, I kissed back. Harry's hands going up my shirt and placing his hands in my stomach where he always does. I felt him straddling me as I grasped his hair in my hands and kissed him, he couldn't hold me back. Not this time. I flipped him over taking his dominance away. He looked up at me, holding my hips locked against his. "Come on," he whispered into my ear sweetly, kissing me over and over again. We let ourselves do what we wanted and Harry got his little sex session in before he got up. I don't mind it any longer knowing that we're both benefitting. He kissed me departing from the queen bed. "I'm taking a shower babe" he says while making his way to the bathroom. "Okay." I smile and stay in bed catching up on my thoughts.  
This whole thing about having nightmares is getting really annoying,  I heard Harry turn on the shower. He's so amazing, I'm overly imaginative. "Emily, I forgot a towel. Will you grab me one?" Harry kindly asked. I quickly got up and ran to the towel bin and got him one. 
I walked into my bathroom, Harry stood there bare and dripping from the shower. I stepped back a bit in amazement. "Like what you see?" "Harry," I sighed in a laugh kind of awkward but not enough to make it seem awkward. I wrapped the towel around him, "There's something on your shirt" he pointed. I looked down, Harry flicked my nose. "Gotcha" Harry flashed me his famous smirk. I always fell for that, I don't know why but it seems like I fall for everything. "Yeah but, there's butterflies in your stomach." I put my hand on his stomach admiring the tattoo. "You're terrible at puns love" he kissed my cheek, our necklaces clanked as he bent down to my size to kiss. 
I let him get dressed so I went to the kitchen and ate some dry cereal. 
Harry came up to me, kissing my shoulder. "I'm going to my flat and getting a few things. I'll be right back alright?" He kissed me goodbye. "I love you" I said. "I love you too Emily" he smiled and walked out to his car. I decided to make my bed and clean up the house a bit, considering that Harry is coming back. 
I heard a car door slam, I looked out the window. 
The person I saw standing outside my house was absolutely uttering. 
It was Taylor. 
I raced out of my house mad as hell. 
"What are you doing here?" I ask. 
"Just here telling you that your little friend is still mine." "Excuse me?" I asked crossing my arms. "You heard me." "You bitch." I watched as Harry's car turned into the driveway. I ran to the window and begged for him to roll it down. "Harry, please don't tell me you have something to do with this?" I was getting even more angry now. He got out of the car and took my hand walking to Taylor. "What do you want?" He asked annoyed by her existence. "Oh please, like you don't know." Taylor pursed her god awful blood red lips at Harry. Harry looked at me and then back at her. "What?" He clenches his fists and grinds his teeth. "You don't remember our night after Emily left. Don't tell me you forget, you were always a womanizer. And to me, that's goddamn sexy." She walked to him pulling his shirt to make him closer to him. "Let go." Harry's expression was furious. Taylor had the fucking nerve to kiss him right there in front. I closed my eyes wishing that it would end. But it didn't. Harry looked so awful, I couldn't look at him. He took Taylor's hands and put them to her side. I tried to get out of Harry's grip, he held tighter but I'm not strong. I pulled and officially broke loose scattering into my flat slamming the door. 
Harry knocked on the door pleading to come in, knowing my stupid self let him in. He took my face and looked at me. "Pack your bags, were getting away from here. I'm tired of this place." Harry's accent thick and slow. I nodded and began to pack. 

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