Broken
Chapter 15
Harry's P.O.V
I didn't actually have anything to do, I was just so frustrated that I needed to get away. That's the problem with me, I run away from all of my problems which leads me to fuck up. Once I realized I had feelings for Emma, I left. Now that I've finally got her back and see that another guy wants her, I drive off in my car when really I should be spending as much time as possible with her. Fucking Seth. Why do I constantly push myself away from the people I love? Even if Seth did like her, I should be fighting for her. I should be showing him what's mine. I should be with her right now, showing her how much I care for her before she thinks I don't give a shit. It sure looks like I don't give a shit since I just drove off on her like that. What if she's with Seth right now? He did text her. Without thinking I pull over and reach for my phone. The next thing I hear is the ringing of the other end of the phone.
Emma's P.O.V
Once I had gotten into my room I instantly went to my closet to look for something to wear tonight. Once Harry had drove off on me, leaving me confused, I opened my text message to see Seth asking if I wanted to go to the local campus bar tonight. I happily agreed to it and was actually quite excited, I could really use a drink after everything that happened with Harry. He didn't seem to like Seth and I really don't know why. He's just a friend, and I don't see him as anything more than that. Not that it should matter to him, since we agreed to be friends. I was broken away from my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing. I didn't bother looking at the Caller I.D as I answered it.
"Emma.."
"Harry?" What was he calling me for? I couldn't help the anger that started to take over my body.
"Hi." His voice came out soft. Nothing like the way he spoke to me before he drove off.
"What do you want?" I snapped, shocked by my own voice.
"I was err.." He paused. "Wondering if you wanted to go out tonight?" Does he not realize that I'm mad at him?
"Sorry, I have plans." I answered coldy, spreading the outfit I had picked out onto my bed.
"Oh..?" His voice came out confused.
"Yeah, maybe another time Harry. Goodbye." I hung up and tossed my phone onto my bed, opening my laptop to play some music. I started to blast The 1975, a band Harry had showed me but I could care less at this moment. I gathered my shampoo and conditioner, leaving my razor since I had just shaved the day before, and headed to the shower. Once I got out of the shower, I checked the time to see that it was only 3pm. Seth said we'd meet around 8pm so I still had plenty of time. The problem was, what was there to do? I wanted to see Harry, I really did, but I quickly pushed that thought out of my head. I really needed to start making some new friends here. I sighed to myself as I laid back onto my bed, deciding to take a quick nap. My quick nap turned out to be a lot longer than I expected. I woke up to see the clock show 7:15pm. I quickly jumped out of bed and put my phone on the charger, before gathering my makeup in front of the mirror. Once I finished my makeup, I quickly brushed through my hair before turning on my curling iron. While waiting for it to heat, I pulled on my black skinny jeans. I threw on my creamed colour sweater and my brown combat boots and looked in the mirror, smiling happily to myself. I reached over and began to quickly curl my hair into loose waves. I carefully ran my fingers through my hair before looking in the mirror one last time. I actually looked good. I quickly walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I was brushing my teeth, I walked over and gathered my lipstick and wallet before shoving them into one of my handbags. By the time I rinsed out my mouth and walked back into my room, my phone read "7:53pm." I grabbed my purse and slid my iPhone into my pocket, heading out of the building. While in the elevator, I couldn't help the frown that appeared on my face as it passed Harry's floor. I watched as the numbers slowly decreased and walked myself out of the small doors. I smiled as I saw Seth standing outside, waiting for me.
"Hey you." A smile instantly lit his face. "You ready?"
"Yes." I smiled and began to follow him down the short pathway.
"So, how are you tonight?" He asked, looking over at me.
"I'm good, can't wait to have some drinks." I laughed, watching as he raised his brows in surprise.
"Is that right?" He teased, as he walked through the doors. I smiled at him and made my way in behind him. Seth was a nice guy, but it was the little things like that, that reminded me of how Harry would always open the door for me. I shook my head, trying to get him out of my head, which seemed impossible since the first thing I saw when I walked into the bar was Harry. I froze on the spot and debated on leaving. I mentally cursed when I realized I couldn't just leave Seth like that. I grabbed his arm and quickly pulled him to a table in the back.
"Eager, are we?" He smirked, resting his jacket on the back of his chair before sitting on the high stool. I kept my eyes on Harry, hoping he wouldn't see me, but at the same time, hoping he would. He was wearing a white tshirt and was sitting with another guy, countless empty glasses set in front of him. I sighed and looked up to see a bartender walking up to us. I ordered 3 tequila shots, knowing I need to be some what drunk if I was going to be associating with Harry tonight. I sent a reassuring smile to Seth but he didn't buy it.
"So Harry's here, eh?" I frowned slightly, watching the place get more and more packed. I gave up after a few minutes of small talk, as the music was just too loud. Seth didn't seem to mind, as he was already pretty drunk himself. I looked down at my phone to see if I had gotten any drunk messages from Harry, but frowned when I found none. By the time I looked up and brought my attention back to the curly headed boy, I saw a girl join the seat next to him. She had on the tightest little dress while I'm sat here with a huge sweater on. I tilt back my head and let the strong liquid burn down my throat, getting a proud grin from Seth. He must have noticed my distraction because he gave a quick nod towards Harry, telling me to get off my ass and go to him. I sighed, but when I brought my gaze back to him, I saw the same girl resting her hand on his thigh. The next second I was up and making my way towards them.
"Hi." I said, rather rudely. He turned his head and his eyes went wide when he noticed me, but a huge grin began to spread across his face.
"Emma?" He turned his attention towards me, and reached his hands out to grab ahold of me. I thought he was mad at me? At that moment, I didn't care. I stepped forward and stood between his parted legs, looking down at the seated boy.
"I missed you.." He slurred, pulling me closer to him. I smirked as I watched the girl beside him roll her eyes and leave her seat.
"Didn't look like it." I teased, trying to hide the jealousy in my voice. His brows furrowed together for a couple of seconds until he realized what I meant.
"I just met her, she's cool." He shrugged, bringing his lips to my neck. "But I only want you." My breath caught in my throat and my heart started to pick up its pace. I quickly pulled away from him, to meet my eyes with his.
"You're only saying that because you're drunk, Harry." I smiled, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He shook his head, as I nodded mine back.
"Why else do you think I hate Seth?" He stared back into my eyes, making it impossible to break eye contact. "He wants you Emma. Hell, every guy does, or eventually will. But you're mine." He spoke the last three words aggressively, but in a way, it turned me on.
"Yours as in...?" I was confused. As in his girlfriend? He started to strain his neck by tilting his face up to kiss me, but stopped when he spotted something behind me. He froze and his grip around my waist instantly became tighter. His face twisted in anger and when he looked back up at me I could see the hurt in his eyes.
"The person you had plans with, was him?" He said the last word with disgust. I frowned and cupped his face in my hands, only for it to be quickly pulled away.
"Harry, how many times do I have to tell you he's just a friend?" I couldn't control the desperation in my voice. His jaw clenched and he focused his gaze behind me, once again.
"I don't like him." He growled, bringing his eyes back to mine.
"You upset me earlier, Harry. I really have no other friends here, he asked me to come tonight and I didn't see it as a problem." I stared back into his eyes, seeing them soften a bit. "I would never let him try anything, you know that, don't you?" He looked away, his grip around me becoming loose. I started to panic and grabbed his face, tight enough so he couldn't pull away this time. I tilted his head up and stared down into his eyes. "I only want you. I've only ever wanted you. Why can't you see that?" I closed the small space between our faces and kissed him, feeling my heart finally slow down once I felt his lips start to move with mine. After a few seconds, I pulled away and looked at his face, waiting for him to say something. After what felt like an eternity of silence, he finally spoke.
"Come home with me?" His face had soften, and I could see the plead in his eyes. I nodded my head, before asking the one question I was afraid of.
"Let me just say goodbye to Seth." He gave me a stern look and I let out a small sigh. "You can come with me?" He looked more at ease and stood from the stool. He pulled out a couple bills from his wallet and placed them on the bar before grabbing my hand and leading the way to Seth. After saying a quick goodbye and me giving him an apologetic smile, we were on our way back to the dorms. It took longer than it should have since Harry couldn't even walk straight. Once we stepped inside the elevators, I could see a small smirk playing on his lips. He looked over at me and squeezed my hand before stepping into the hallway. After a short, difficult walk, we were standing outside Harry's room. After many failed attempts, I took the key from his hand and opened the door. He grinned at me before stumbling through the doors and into his room. I quietly laughed to myself as I closed the door behind me, seeing no sign of the blonde boy. I set his keys on the kitchen table before walking into his bedroom. The second I stepped foot in his room, I was taken by surprise and was pinned up against the wall. Sloppy kisses were placed down my neck, as his hand was slowly sliding up the back of my shirt. I closed my eyes in pleasure as I was pushed harder against the wall by his lower half, feeling his bulge press up against me. His lips momentariy left my neck as he pulled my sweater up over my head. He tossed it on the floor before picking me up and stumbling towards his bed. He laid me on my back and hovered over me before taking off his own shirt. He brought his lips back down to mine, as he slid his hand underneath my back, quickly unclasping my bra. He deepened the kiss and pulled the straps down my arms before tossing it on the floor to join the small pile. He spread my legs apart and pushed his hips down on mine, making me moan out from the short impact. He smirked against my lips before pulling away to look down at me.
"You're so beautiful, and you're mine." He began to slowly kiss down my body, stopping at my breasts. He took my left nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it as his other hand messaged my other breast. The pleasure was overwhelming, but I couldn't help but want him to just get to the point. I felt my hand slide between us and suddenly massage the outside of his jeans, feeling his bulge grow with each second. His breath began to quicken once he noticed me unbuckle his belt, pulling it through the loops. He quickly got off the bed, pulling both his jeans and briefs down in one motion. I felt my mouth go dry once I not only saw his body, but felt his hands slip around my waist, pulling my leggings and laced thong off from my body. I felt incredibly uncomfortable once I saw the small bedside lamp turn on, and Harry returning to the bed with a small squared package.
"I want to be able to see you." His voice was no longer slurred, and his eyes stared intensively at me as he teared the packet, stretching the rubber down his length. He parted my legs before hovering over me, his one hand disappearing between our bodies.
"You want this too, right?" He asked, and I nodded my head frantically. A small smile made its way to his lips as he leaned in, pressing a small kiss to my forehead. I felt his tip tease me as he slowly slid himself up and down my slit before gradually pushing himself in me. He squeezed his eyes shut and began to push himself fully inside of me. I gasped from the same uncomfortable feeling, slightly shifting my body underneath him. He opened up his eyes and let out a deep breath before looking down at me.
"Can I move?" I giggled quietly and nodded my head as I took in his worried expression which soon softened once he saw my humorous mood. He smiled before pulling almost completely out, then slamming back into me. My eyes grew big as I was not used to it this way. He began repeating himself, each thrust getting harder. Something went off inside of me. I wasn't that sexually experienced, but he kept hitting something inside of me that made me want to scream out in pleasure. My G spot. From embarrassment, I bit down on my lip to keep back my moans, but the second he started to pick up his pace, I was no longer in control. I let everything out, thankful that Niall wasn't here. My fingers dug into his shoulders, and I found myself looking up at the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. His eyes were squeezed shut, his mouth parted, as low moans escaped through them. His hair was starting to get damp, some curls sticking to his forehead. I brought my hand up to his face, before gently running it through his hair. He slowly opened his eyes and stared down at me, his hips moving at a slower pace. This was by far the most intense, intimate moment I have ever experience. He locked his eyes with mine, bringing his hand over to mine, before intertwining our fingers. The amount of emotions that were running through my body was ridiculous. I have never felt so close to another person. The way I am feeling with Harry at this moment is indescribable. I let out one loud moan as he thrusted into me one last time. He stilled above me and had a hard time keeping his eyes open as he let himself go. I could tell he wanted to keep eye contact, as I watched him bite down on his lip in hope of distracting himself. Realizing that it was me who was the one making the boy above me feel this way, sent me over the edge. After regaining our breaths, he slowly pulled out of me before laying down beside me. I turned my head to see him staring up at the ceiling, his chest still rising and falling quick. He finally looked over at me before wrapping both his arms around my waist, turning me so my back was to him. He placed a small kiss on my neck before resting his chin on my head.
"Mine." Was the last thing I heard before I drifted into a deep sleep.
On yes I so wann hear the phone call love this story
6/28/14