Caring (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Emily Blackwood is your almost average 20 year old nurse. She graduated university early due to her change of country, from Australia to London. With only Leah, Jess and Hannah as her friends, she struggles to find the romance she has dreamed of since a child. But that soon changes, all because of Leah. Emily isn't sure whether to thank her friend, or whether to hate her.
My fingers gently run over the dark mark situated in the crook of my neck. I wince at the slight pain. As I open my eyes that I didn't know I closed, I look to Leah.
My eyebrows furrow as I realise she isn't looking at me, but rather someone behind me. My head turns immediately to the source holding her attention.
He stands there, only metres from the door, staring at me. He smirks at me before dropping his left eye in a wink and vanishing out the door.
Fear racks through my body as I remember his words.
"You're now mine, Emily."
I turn back to Leah, our expressions the same.
Complete shock and fear.


23. Chapter 23

Chapter 23


Harry and I are watching Disney movies, much to my enjoyment. Harry finally gave in and allowed me to search his laptop for Disney movies. I went with the best Disney movie I know, Frozen.

Yeah I'm using his laptop because I am staying with him. He has refused to let me out of his sight unless either of us have to shower or use the toilet, which is slightly worrying.

But you know what, it isn't so bad. Sneaky kisses, Disney movies and free food is great. So I'm not complaining much.

I haven't brought up the conversation about me being in the gang nor have I brought up the part about me being his girlfriend. Then there is the part about the guys getting taken for 'questioning'. I really want to know what's happening but I don't want to ruin the few moments we'd had without either of us doing something wrong.

"Let it go! Let it go! Can't hold it back anymore!" I sing to the music, copying Elsa's hand movements from the movie. I look at Harry who is shaking his head, but it still smiling.

Harry interrupts my singing to which I hit his arm playfully and continue to sing. When the instrumental starts so does his voice. "She sounds like she is singing about farting."

I glance over to Harry and start my explanation. Harry laughed to start of with, he soon became frustrated. I took his raised voice for me to return to watching the movie. Harry left to go do something else.

Once the movie ended I stood up, heading to the kitchen in search of food.

Harry was on the phone with someone, and I wouldn't dare eavesdrop on the conversation. I've learnt my lesson. I open up his pantry and stand there trying to find an item of food that appeals to me.

"Come on, we're going out." Harry says suddenly.

I shake my head and then look higher in the pantry. "No we aren't. If you can't tell I'm looking for food." I step away from the pantry and drag a chair towards it.

"What are you doing?" He questions, curious of my random actions.

"I told you," I huff climbing up onto the chair. "looking for food." I mumble a curse word when I knock my knee on the back rest of the chair. It sent a short pain up to the healing wound but I continued my search.

"Get down before you fall."

"I won't fall. I've done this like my whole life, I was hiding my favourite food from Gareth." I tell him, using my toes to extend my height. "He's my brother." I inform him before he asks.

I huff as I climb down off of the chair and put it back where it goes. "Find anything?" I shake my head in response. "We will go through a drive-thru on the way." I sigh as Harry passes me a hoodie to put on. "I still don't understand how you think it is always cold." He laughs as I throw it over my head and we start walking out.

"In Australia your summer temperature is their winter temperature. And because I lived in the middle of nowhere it got close to 50 degrees in summer. So until you go and live there for 17 years, shut the fuck up." Harry laughs at my outburst. He locks the door behind us and follows me to his new car. It is the exact same car, but according to Harry it has different features and it is a newer model. Whatever Harry.

"You know what I miss?" I say when Harry turns the engine on.

"Please don't tell me you miss vegemite, because that tastes like shit. And my sister wanted to try it and wouldn't have any until I did. That's how I know it tastes like crap." Harry rambles.

I frown looking to him as he begins driving down the road. "I didn't know you had a sister."

"Yeah I'll tell you about her later." He smiles, except it is a sad smile making me frown deeper. An awkward silence follows until Harry speaks up. "If it isn't vegemite you miss, what is it?"

I smile before visioning my favourite food.

"Tim Tams."

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