He was everything a girl could ask for. He was so loveable and so caring. He was so sweet and gentle. He was absolutely irresistible, but suddenly sadness spread through my body once I realized, he wasn't mine. Right. He's not mine. Why did I lose my virginity to a guy who most likely wasn't planning on keeping me around? I had already been crushing on Harry for years, so why make it harder for myself? Idiot. I gave him a sad smile, making concern wash over his face.

"Shit, what's wrong? Do you regret it?" He sat up, keeping his eyes locked on mine. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

I shook my head in response, watching his face relax slightly. He could definitely sense something wrong, but there was no way I would bring it up. So uh Harry, where does this leave us? Yeah no. I'd look clingy and annoying, which is the farthest from what I want. I felt the weight of the bed rise as I looked over to find Harry grabbing a clean pair of boxers. I watched as he put them on and made his way out of the bedroom. Great. He got what he want, now he's going to expect me to leave. Minutes went by, and I felt my eyes sting as I made myself get up to find my clothes. There was no way I was going to cry in front of Harry. I put my underwear and bra on, looking for my dress when I saw Harry standing in the doorway with two mugs of tea in his hand.

"Did I scare you away, already?" He teased, hiding the sadness in his voice.

I stood up straight, bringing my hands up to cover my body. "I, uh, well I just thought you'd want me to leave.."

"Leave?" He asked, hurt written all over his face. "Emma, I wouldn't sleep with you and then kick you out of my house, but if that's what you want." He shrugged, placing one mug down on his nightstand.

I began to follow him out of the room. "No no no, wait.." This made him stop. I hesitantly placed my hand on the back of his shoulder. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "I'm just so used of everyone leaving.. I shouldn't have assumed you were like them but I really don't know you Harry." He turned his back to face me, searching my face.

"Then get to know me." He replied simply, his voice holding no emotion. He nodded his head towards the couch before making his way over. I quickly grabbed a sweater from Harry's room and picked up my cup of tea, sitting down beside him.

"Four years of high school and we've never spoken until now, huh." He smirked, taking a sip from his mug. "Ask away."

"Do you have any friends?" I blurted out, without thinking. He brought a hand up to cup his heart, a shocked expression taking over his face as he playfully gasped. He chuckled quietly, and shook his head jokingly. "None that you should be around." Oh?

"So do you live here on your own or are your-"

"Yeah I'd say that." He cut me off, sternly. I nodded. Clearly his family was a touchy subject and I didn't want to push it.

"Are you going to college in September?" I asked quietly.

"Yep." He simply replied. He was typing on his phone, when I felt a pinch of jealousy run through my body. Who is he texting?

"My turn. When can I take you out?" He asked, looking up from his phone. A soft smile formed on his lips, as he waited for my response.

"Take me out?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know like to dinner or something." He looked at me like I had two heads, his smile growing bigger.

"Oh, um, whenever you'd like." I brought my gaze back to him as I watched as he waited for me to take his phone from his extended arm. I looked down at the screen to see "Add New Contact". I quickly typed in my name and phone number and looked up at him shyly, handing him his phone. As his phone was back in his hands, his text message tone went off again. I started to get annoyed. Really, who is he texting? He quickly read the text and tossed his phone on the table in front of the couch, bringing his attention back to me.

"So your favourite food's pasta, yeah? How about I take you to Tony's, maybe tomorrow night?"

He looked at me with questioning eyes. Three days straight of Harry? I could get used to this. I smiled and nodded my head, watching as his body scooted closer to mine. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead, followed by another kiss on my nose, and a short sweet kiss placed right on my lips. "Can't wait." He smiled shyly, bringing his lips back to connect with mine.

After I left Harry's house, I immediately called Audrey warning her I'd be outside her house in a couple of minutes. The first thing that came out of her mouth when she saw me was, "Spill." I explained absolutely everything that had happened since Friday night and watched her jaw hit the floor.

"Harry, you slept with Harry Styles.. And he's taking you out on a date.. And you slept with Harry Sty-"

"Alright, stop it!" I whined.

"I can't believe it.. I know you've been waiting for this moment forever," I rolled my eyes. "But please be careful." She confessed. "I mean, yeah he's absolutely gorgeous, but he seems.. you know.."

"He seems what?" I couldn't control the edge in my voice. I didn't like how people who have never even spoken to him judge him so simply.

She sighed, a small smile taking over her lips. "I'm happy for you. Just don't fall too fast, I believe there's a lot more to learn about that boy."

Notes

So sorry this chapter was short and sucky! I kind of had writers block but wanted to at leastpost something so I didn't keep you guys both wondering and waiting. Please comment your feedback? xoxo