Harry's P.O.V

It's nearly noon and I'm sat here on the sofa with Emma watching the last half of Love Actually since we both had fallen asleep during the film last night. I'm fucking scared shitless and I don't know what to do. I'm tempted to borrow Emma's phone to get Abbey's number, maybe we both would come to an agreement to not say anything. It was years ago, she was a senior who loved to party and I was a freshman trying to get over my ex. I'm sitting here thankful that we never fucked, but I'm sure Emma wouldn't like the idea of her sister sucking my cock. I keep convincing myself that maybe she won't remember me, but I know that I'm just lying to myself. Although we were both intoxicated and I'm sure she got around, I know she'd remember the young British kid she sucked off. I lay my head back against the sofa, my eyes trained on the ceiling above. I don't even realize my bouncing leg until I feel Emma place her small hand onto my thigh. She looks up at me with sympathetic eyes, when really I should be the one looking at her like that.

"I'm sorry." I mumble quietly under my breath, before pulling her in closer to my side. Her hands find their way to my hair, her fingers lightly massaging my scalp.

"I love you, Harry." She smiles, pressing a small kiss to my cheek.

Do I tell her? If I tell her now, she would be prepared for when Abbey comes, but it's Christmas. It's Christmas Day and she hasn't seen her sister in months, I cannot ruin this for her.

"I love you too," I force a smile onto my lips, tracing small circles into her soft skin. She bites down onto her lip, bringing her gaze back to the film. Normally that would turn me the fuck on, but I can't seem to escape myself from drowning in my thoughts.

Is this going to ruin us? Out of all of the fucked up things from my past that I thought I would lose her from, is this small hook up going to be the reason why I do? I can't afford to lose the one good thing in my life. When I first saw Emma around the halls in high school, I didn't realize that she was the Emma that was related to the well known senior. Once I found out the two were siblings, I found it amusing at how innocent Emma was compared to her sister. She was a pure, inexperienced, awkward girl and it was easily shown just by the way she came off. It amazed me that she was related to the bird that blew me in the washroom at some bloke's party. I never thought I'd be in a committed relationship with Emma, so I never found a reason to tell her.

"Harry," I turned my head to look into the big brown eyes that I've grown to love. "You've been completely out of it since this morning, what's going on?" The room falls silent, the only sound coming from the television in front of us.

"I'm just a bit distracted," I sigh, intertwining my fingers with hers. "Thinking of maybe leaving to go see my Mum." I lie. There's no way in hell I'd be visiting her any time soon, and lying to Emma about this makes my stomach clench with guilt, but I need a way to get out of here. I watch as her face breaks into surprise, surprise because I never bring up my mum with her.

Her small hand tightens around mine. "I think that would be good..." She breathes out, her eyes staring into my own. I nod my head, watching a smile spread across her perfect, round lips.

"I should be leaving soon then." Each word I speak overflows with guilt. I look down at my slightly torn apart watch and read that it is 10 minutes until noon. I stand tall from the sofa, watching the beautiful girl below me's face fall into a frown. She's quick to cover it as she stands beside me, taking both of my hands in her own.

"I'm happy that you're seeing your mother, I don't exactly know where your relationship with her stands but I'm happy that you're seeing her Harry, and I'm sure she will be too." She smiles and I have to force myself to look away from her eyes. I'm such a fucking idiot. I stop myself from groaning out in frustration by pressing my lips to hers. I feel her smile against my lips, her arms hooking loosely around my neck, pulling my face closer onto her own. My movements are delayed, I can't concentrate and it's driving me insane. She pulls her lips away from mine, looking up at me with wary eyes. I give her an apologetic smile, before giving her one last quick kiss.

"I'm sorry." I mumble, her hands resting on each side of my face. Her thumbs lightly brush over my unshaven stubble, her head shaking back and forth.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Harry." I take a deep breath before pulling out of her embrace. There's plenty to be sorry for. She frowns slightly, turning her back to me so she's facing the staircase. "Let me quickly grab your present." She turns her head to look over her shoulder at me, a sexy smile playing on her lips.

I smile, a genuine smile, reminding me that I have her gift waiting to be opened as well. "Your gift's in my car, I'll go grab it."

She nods and takes two stairs at a time, causing me to lightly laugh. I grab my car keys and phone from the living room table before walking towards the front door. I find my jacket neatly hung in the closet, causing me to assume Emma picked it up from the floor last night after she had almost froze me to death. I smile at the memory as I pull the clothing over my shoulders, sliding on my boots in the process. I quickly step outside, the cold air instantly hitting me in the face. As nice as winter is, I'm ready for the snow to melt, although I should be happy we've got a white Christmas this year. I fumble with my keys, my hands becoming stiff from the cold. I slide my keys back into my jacket pocket once I've got the door open, leaning my body down to grab the messily wrapped gift from the back seat. I smile as I look down at the wrapping paper in my hands, hoping Emma won't mind that I can't wrap for absolute shit. Just as I close the back door, I feel my heart pick up in speed as I see a red car pull into the driveway. I'm torn and I have no fucking idea what to do. The second I see the car door opening and Emma's figure appear in her now opened front door, I slide into my car and quickly shove my keys into the ignition. Without thinking twice, I press down on the gas and drive far down the road without looking back.

Emma's P.O.V

I smile as I gather Harry's present in my hand. I'm so excited to give him his gift and knowing he got me one as well makes my stomach erupt with butterflies. I look down at the neatly snowmen wrapped object and skip happily out of my room. No words can explain how happy I am that I get to spend my favourite day of the year with my favourite people. Although Harry can't stay, I'm thankful I got to wake up with him on Christmas morning. Spending only one minute with him would be better than spending nothing with him. I run down my stairs and examine the space around me, noticing Harry's presence is gone. I skip to the front door with the biggest smile growing on my face, knowing he's just outside. I quickly slip out of my slippers and tug on my boots, before opening the door. The cold air instantly hits me in the face, but I can hardly feel the pain as I watch the all too familiar black Range Rover skid down my street. As I watched his car disappear into the distance, I almost didn't hear the familiar voice call out from the driveway.

"Who was that?" I hear Abbey ask, her voice gradually getting closer. I should be happy to see her, but right now I'm utterly confused. I force a smile onto my lips and look down at the wrapped gift in my hands, before looking up to meet her familiar brown eyes.

"I don't know." I shrug, before throwing my arms around her small body. I will not let the first impression my sister gets of my boyfriend be of him frantically speeding away from my house.

As we step inside of the house, I can't help but feel disappointment run through my body. Did Harry forget to get me a present? I'm sure he knows that I wouldn't have mind, I didn't need a gift to satisfy me, as long as I had him I was satisfied. Why was he in such a hurry to leave? He didn't even take his own gift from me. I force the frown off of my face, it's Christmas and I should be happy. I'm sure he has an explanation to why he left so quick, and I will just have to wait.

Notes

Dun dun dun duunnnnn. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I was going to make it one long one but decided this is better than nothing rather than making you all wait. Please let me know what you thought, comment below!

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