Abduction
Morning Greetings
Harry’s POV
I gently knock on the bedroom door, but not hearing an answer. I slightly open the door and peep through the crack I made. She’s lying on the bed, bundled in the covers. I can hear her breath since the room was completely silent. It was almost 10am and I didn’t want her to sleep too late.
I walk over to her, my back aching from sleeping on the rock hard couch instead of in my soft bed, where Ema lies. I should have joined her last night, but I knew it would be too hard to explain if she woke up and saw me lying next to her.
She looks so peaceful, beautifully lying under the plush covers, her eyes shut tight, slightly smiling as if she’s having the best dream ever. But yet, how could she be? She’s… here.
Quietly, and gently, I move the cover back some and lean down to her ear.
‘’Wake up, Ema.’’ I whisper, making her stir lightly as my hand softly shakes her shoulder as I stand back up.
‘’Noooo..’’ She holds out.
‘’C’mon, wake up and I’ll go make you some breakfast..’’ I suggest, my eyes staring down at her.
‘’Leave me alone..’’ She demands, swatting my hand off of her with out even opening her eyes.
‘’But.. I-‘’
‘’Go away!’’ She groans loudly, rolling on to her side, back facing me.
‘’Fine then, fucking sleep the day away, I don’t give two fucks any more.’’ I mumble, mainly to myself.
‘’Neither do i.’’ I hear her sighs as I open the door.
I roll my eyes and slam it shut as I leave the room.
I make my way downstairs where I’m greatly by Niall, his eyes staring at me as I come down the stairs and into the kitchen.
‘’Hey bruh.’’ He sighs.
‘’Don’t fucking call me that.’’ I sternly say as I jump up onto the counter, annoyed at the world at this moment.
‘’Hey.. Haz?’’ He questions himself before looking up at me as he leans against the fridge.
“Nope..’’ I say.
‘’Hey Harold.’’ He smirks, he knows I hate that name.
‘’Fuck you.’’ I sigh out as I stare at the floor.
‘’Anyways, How’d the mornin’ greetin’ go?’’ He asks, his deeper than normal morning voice still in.
“Ema hates me.. apparently. I guess some people just don’t like me..’’ I mumble as I glance at Niall to see him nodding in agreement.
‘’I’m kidding.’’ He laughs as I stare blankly at him.
“Hey bastards, what up?’’ Zayn cuts my stare off and I look up to see him walking over to me.
I jump off the counter to greet him with a, what Liam calls, “a bro hug”. Don’t ask me, I don’t know its just something we do, okay?! Don’t judge, that’s mean..
“How’d-‘’
‘’Shut up.’’ I mumble, cutting him off as he laughs lightly, understanding that something, he don’t know what, but something went wrong.
“C’mon, come talk to me.’’ Zayn says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me into the living room, leaving Niall to eat whatever he could find in the kitchen.
Zayn throws me down on the couch, smirking as he sits down beside me, playfully throwing his arm around me.
‘’What do you want?’’ I mumble, confused really.
‘’Perrie told me.. about that girl.. and ya know.. you’re feelings and all.’’ He laughs to himself.
‘’Dude, I don’t know what the fuck it is about Ema.. I just.. I’m in love with her.’’ I admit.
I would only confess these kinds of things to Four people in the entire world.
One: Me.
Two: Perrie.
Three: Niall
Four: Zayn.
I don’t really know why, but they’re the only ones..
‘’And that’s the reason you don’t want to let her go, right?’’ He says, raising his pitch black eyebrows up at me.
‘’Yeah.. I told Liam I would keep her for a while, unless the cops get on our case then it’ll be along time. But I’ll let her go.. eventually.’’ I sigh out as Zayn pats my chest lightly before standing up.
‘’If..you don’t get too attached.’’ He says before leaving the room.
Attached…
I probably will.. Ema’s too beautiful not to get attached in any way to her. I’d love to huge her.. hold her hand.. kiss her… “cuddle” with her.. fuck her.. love her.. just.. I’d love to just have her…
I gently knock on the bedroom door, but not hearing an answer. I slightly open the door and peep through the crack I made. She’s lying on the bed, bundled in the covers. I can hear her breath since the room was completely silent. It was almost 10am and I didn’t want her to sleep too late.
I walk over to her, my back aching from sleeping on the rock hard couch instead of in my soft bed, where Ema lies. I should have joined her last night, but I knew it would be too hard to explain if she woke up and saw me lying next to her.
She looks so peaceful, beautifully lying under the plush covers, her eyes shut tight, slightly smiling as if she’s having the best dream ever. But yet, how could she be? She’s… here.
Quietly, and gently, I move the cover back some and lean down to her ear.
‘’Wake up, Ema.’’ I whisper, making her stir lightly as my hand softly shakes her shoulder as I stand back up.
‘’Noooo..’’ She holds out.
‘’C’mon, wake up and I’ll go make you some breakfast..’’ I suggest, my eyes staring down at her.
‘’Leave me alone..’’ She demands, swatting my hand off of her with out even opening her eyes.
‘’But.. I-‘’
‘’Go away!’’ She groans loudly, rolling on to her side, back facing me.
‘’Fine then, fucking sleep the day away, I don’t give two fucks any more.’’ I mumble, mainly to myself.
‘’Neither do i.’’ I hear her sighs as I open the door.
I roll my eyes and slam it shut as I leave the room.
I make my way downstairs where I’m greatly by Niall, his eyes staring at me as I come down the stairs and into the kitchen.
‘’Hey bruh.’’ He sighs.
‘’Don’t fucking call me that.’’ I sternly say as I jump up onto the counter, annoyed at the world at this moment.
‘’Hey.. Haz?’’ He questions himself before looking up at me as he leans against the fridge.
“Nope..’’ I say.
‘’Hey Harold.’’ He smirks, he knows I hate that name.
‘’Fuck you.’’ I sigh out as I stare at the floor.
‘’Anyways, How’d the mornin’ greetin’ go?’’ He asks, his deeper than normal morning voice still in.
“Ema hates me.. apparently. I guess some people just don’t like me..’’ I mumble as I glance at Niall to see him nodding in agreement.
‘’I’m kidding.’’ He laughs as I stare blankly at him.
“Hey bastards, what up?’’ Zayn cuts my stare off and I look up to see him walking over to me.
I jump off the counter to greet him with a, what Liam calls, “a bro hug”. Don’t ask me, I don’t know its just something we do, okay?! Don’t judge, that’s mean..
“How’d-‘’
‘’Shut up.’’ I mumble, cutting him off as he laughs lightly, understanding that something, he don’t know what, but something went wrong.
“C’mon, come talk to me.’’ Zayn says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me into the living room, leaving Niall to eat whatever he could find in the kitchen.
Zayn throws me down on the couch, smirking as he sits down beside me, playfully throwing his arm around me.
‘’What do you want?’’ I mumble, confused really.
‘’Perrie told me.. about that girl.. and ya know.. you’re feelings and all.’’ He laughs to himself.
‘’Dude, I don’t know what the fuck it is about Ema.. I just.. I’m in love with her.’’ I admit.
I would only confess these kinds of things to Four people in the entire world.
One: Me.
Two: Perrie.
Three: Niall
Four: Zayn.
I don’t really know why, but they’re the only ones..
‘’And that’s the reason you don’t want to let her go, right?’’ He says, raising his pitch black eyebrows up at me.
‘’Yeah.. I told Liam I would keep her for a while, unless the cops get on our case then it’ll be along time. But I’ll let her go.. eventually.’’ I sigh out as Zayn pats my chest lightly before standing up.
‘’If..you don’t get too attached.’’ He says before leaving the room.
Attached…
I probably will.. Ema’s too beautiful not to get attached in any way to her. I’d love to huge her.. hold her hand.. kiss her… “cuddle” with her.. fuck her.. love her.. just.. I’d love to just have her…
Notes
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4/29/15