Tough Love

Emily has had a tough life. She never thought that she would ever go to a concert, meet Harry styles, and that they'd fall in love...but as their relationship gets will they deal with constantly having to be away from each other? Will their relationship survive this Tough Love?


5. Leaving

Emily's POV

The kiss was perfect. It felt like we were meant to be. He wrapped his arms around me, and we stayed laying there all day, until we fell asleep.

I woke up in Harry's arms, he was warm. I looked up at him. "Hey sleepyhead," he said grinning. I rubbed my eyes,"What time is it?" "4 PM," he answered. "Wow,"I said,"I must have been really tired. I slept pretty much the whole day."He smiled and kissed me on the cheek, and then he headed into the bathroom to fix his messy hair. He came out of the bathroom,"Come on," he said with a cheeky grin. I looked up from my phone, "Where are we going?"I asked. He came over and sat beside me. He put his arm around me. "We are going out to eat." he said smiling. "Harry it's a little early for dinner," I said. He looked me in the eyes, "So", he said grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door. "Harry!" I yelled as he pulled me down the hallway. "I have to get ready! I don't have my makeup on, and I still have my bed head!" He stopped pulling me and turned to me, holding both of my hands, and putting his forehead to mine. "You're beautiful, you don't need make up or anything. Just be you because you are beautiful, and I think your messy bed head is adorable" I looked up at him and giggled, "The people in the restaurant won't think that." He looked at me, "It doesn't matter, because your perfect to me." "Thanks," I said, "but you do realize you just quoted lyrics from "Little Things." He gave me a look. "Aw come on now.....don't ruin the moment." He said pouting playfully. I laughed as he put his arm around me, and led me to the elevator.

We ate at a fancy Mexican restaurant. I had some nachos, while Harry had tacos, of course. On our way back to the hotel, I remembered that I had to be back home tonight, before Aunt Lizzy found out that I spent the night in Harry Styles hotel room. Mal told her mom I was sick after the concert, so I couldn't spend the night, but Aunt Lizzy thought I was there spending the night with Mal and Syd.. Mal was making sure my aunt and her mom didn't contact each other while I was gone. I had to go home before Aunt Lizzy got suspicious.

We got into Harry's hotel room at about 7:00 PM. He put in a movie, and we got into our PJs, and got into bed. I looked up at Harry," I have to pack," I said. He looked at me with a sad, worried face. "Why do you want to leave?" He asked. I looked at him in the eyes, trying to hide my frown. "Mallory could only cover for me for one night. I have to be home by 9:00 PM." He looked down. "Ok, I'll help you pack, then drive you home." He was upset. I could tell by the expression on his face. I felt bad leaving him like this, but I had no choice. I had to be home tonight, or else I'd be in big trouble. I just wish I had more time with him, but he only had eight weeks off, and I had school starting soon. Everything was happening so fast.

Harry drove me home in his car. He held onto my hand as he drove. He was silent the whole ride. I knew it was because he was upset. We pulled up to my house at about 8:30 PM. I said,"Goodbye," and was about to get out of the car when Harry pulled me into him by the waist. "Harry, I'm sorry, I have to go." He took a deep breath, and let out a big sigh. "I know," he said. He kissed me on the head and let me go. I got out of the car and said "Goodbye" to Harry, trying to hide my frown. "Goodbye.....I love you." Right when he said that...I froze. We've only known each other for two days, and he already loves me? It seemed like this relationship was getting serious a little too fast, but in a weird way I liked it.I felt the same way about him. I was sure of it. I didn't love him because of his fame and money, but because of his beautiful, kind, heart, and the way he says I love you, by looking into your eyes.You can tell he really means it. I looked him in the eyes and smiled." I love you too,"I said. I leaned in the car and gave him a peck on the lips, then I walked up to my porch waving goodbye, and going inside.

I looked out my window, and his car sat there for a minute, then slowly drove off. That's it, I thought. He's gone. I knew I'd see him again, but first I had to find out a way to explain to my aunt, that I'm dating Harry Styles. Would she approve?

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