Lost in your eyes {a Harry Styles fanfic}

He saved her life, now she's lost in his eyes.

"The worst part of love, is when you see it, but the other person doesn't."
~Emma Crystal

Authors note: There is some swearing, so don't read if you are easily offended.

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******GO READ THE SEQUEL "HOLDING ME TIGHT"********

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5. Emma's mother

Emma's P.O.V.

It was very late when we arrived at Harry's house. He opened the door slowly and gestured for me to go in. I walked in not making a sound.

"Well... Uh... Welcome, this is my place. Well, kind of, it's my place when I'm not on tour." He whispered to me. "Gemma is gone, so you can use her room. It's up the stairs down the hall and should be on your right."

"Thank you." I whispered, giving him a small smile.

Harry smiled back but didn't make eye contact. It was almost like he was shy. Never in my life have I heard Harry Styles is shy.

I walked up the stairs and looked for Gemma's room. A couple doors down I found her room. It was very beautiful and elegant. It had light pink walls and white carpet. I put my purse on the table and sat on the bed. I looked around the room wondering if I was dreaming.

I heard a sudden knock at the door that startled me. The door slightly opened and Harry put his head in.

"I'm sorry to bother you." He said. "I just wanted to make sure everything was okay and that you are comfy."

I smiled and gestured for Harry to come sit by me. He smiled and made his way to the bed.

"Yes, everything is perfect. I couldn't thank you enough."

He chuckled.

"I think one thank you is fine." He said elbowing me.

I smiled and looked down.

"So, your American. I can tell by your accent. How'd you end up here?"

"When I was two, Jonny told my mother and I that we had no choice but to move here. Till this day I don't know the reason why we moved here, but I do like it here."

"Where is your mother?"

"Uh, well she's gone. I don't know how she passed, but I don't remember a thing about her. All I remember is I was four and I was at her funeral and I remember seeing her in a white dress that covered her from head to toe. Nothing else."

"I'm sorry to hear that." He said. "I better let you get some rest. If you need anything let me know. Oh, and Gemma's clothes are in that drawer, I think they will fit you." He gave me and small smile and left.

I laid my head on the pillow and quickly fell asleep.

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