Harry's Slave

Emma has known Harry for years, but how can a platonic relationship change into a captivating, passionate, and intense romance that will last a lifetime?

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30. I love you too?

Emma's POV
I woke up to a throbbing head and yelling coming from outside. I slowly got up and realized that my cheek didn't hurt as much as it did before. 

I opened the silk curtains in Niall's guest room and looked outside. 

I was shocked.


Outside were  Daniella and Niall seeming to fight. And someone was standing by them occasionally speaking up in defense of Daniella. I couldn't get a clear view of who the person was, so I went downstairs to find out.

I opened the door and immediately regretted it. I forgot what a loud sound Niall's door made when being opened and closed.  The three people turned towards me. 

The person next to Daniella was the person in the whole world I wanted to see least. Harry.

When he saw me I could see the sadness in his eyes. 

"Emma" he said stepping towards me. I cut him off," We need to talk." He nodded and we walked inside, leaving Niall and Daniella to finish their argument.

I sat on the large couch and Harry sat in the lounge chair facing it.

" Emma I'm so sorry" he said.

I looked at him and sighed.

"Listen Harry. Nobody has ever hit me before.  Nobody I loved has ever hurt me at all. In fact, you were the only one who ever broke my heart." I finished. 

He came over and sat in the couch next to me.
"Babe, I miss you. I miss us."
He said placing a piece of my hair behind my ear.

He nuzzled his nose into the crook of my neck, and I jolted away. He grabbed my hand.

" I promise never to hurt you again. If I do, I swear to let you leave me and ill be out of your life forever. Just give me one more chance. Please Emma" 

Woah what a speech.

I looked over to him and examined his face. His mouth. His nose. His barely visible ears. And finally, his eyes. Oh, those eyes. 

He leaned closer to me.

" I love you" he whispered," and I know you love me too."

And just like that, I was under his trance again.
He kissed me softly. I had forgotten how gentle his touch was.

His eyes. That greyish greenish color was magnetic. Harry had that special something. That something I know I could never live without. 

Suddenly the door opened, and Daniella stormed in with Niall following close behind. 

"I'VE HAD IT NIALL!"
She screamed. " IM LEAVING!" 

I looked at Niall he had a mixture of anger and relief in his face.

"AND IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU DO SO! YOU WERE NEVER SUPPORTIVE OF ME, UNLESS IT WAS IN YOUR FAVOR. YOU SELFISH BITCH!"
He yelled as she climbed up the stairs. Well, more like stomped up the stairs.

Harry and I gasped at Niall's language. He doesn't curse that much.

 She went into a room, and came out with a large purple duffel bag. 

" YOU KNOW WHAT NIALL? AT LEAST I WASN'T ANOREXIC FOR A THIRD OF MY LIFE!" She screamed as she came down.

Niall's face went into shock, and then he was furious.

"GET OUT" he yelled pointing at the door," GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK."

She left, slamming the door behind her. 

Jeez.


20 minutes later all of the other boys except for Louis were here, helping Harry and I comfort a sobbing Niall.

"Guys, I'm screwed up" he cried.

"No your not Niall" I said rubbing his back softly , " just because you break up with a girl doesn't mean your messed up."

He looked up at me.

"You don't know me. None of you know the real me.
The boy who was insecure. The boy who slept with a girl last year, and she's now pregnant with his baby."
He exclaimed.

We all gasped.

"Who is it mate?" Zayn asked.

"Is it Blair?" Liam asked.

"How'd you know?" Niall asked wiping tears away.

" Um. Just guessing." Liam said looking away.

Harry and I left after Louis arrived and the other boys decided to stay over the night with Niall. 

When we got out of his black Audi, His mother was waiting for us on the porch.

She gave Harry a disappointed look, and put her arm around me. She ushered both of us into the living room.

"Listen. What happened is unacceptable. Emma, I would make you go home Because I fear Harry is dangerous to you. As we are the only people you remember so far, you have to stay here." She said.

"I need you both to understand that you will not be allowed to see each other. I will make sure that you, Harry , go nowhere near Emma."

This was ridiculous. 

After dinner,
She took us up to our rooms and locked Harry's door with a key from the outside. 

(You might be thinking, is this some weird version of Cinderella? The answer is no. Just wait.)

After Anne went to sleep, I crept out into hall and made my way to Harry's room. I took the key off of its hook next to the door, and unlocked it. I replaced the key and closed the door, leaving it unlocked.

I walked over to the bed, relying on only the moonlight streaming in from the window for light.

I picked up the blanket, got in, and held Harry's hand.

He pulled me close to him and wrapped his arms around me, so my back was to his chest.

I felt him kiss my hair. 

"I love you" he mumbled.

Instead of mirroring what he said immediately, I had to think. 

"I'm glad you think of me that way, Harry" I said.
But I grabbed his hand and kissed it, to show him how I felt.

I just wasn't ready to tell someone I love them, the same day they physically hurt me.
 

 

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