Always

Chapter 90

Harry's P.O.V

I read and read, the endless words she writes about me. All the times I have token up her thoughts and the many things she have thought about me. I never knew she thought like this, thought all these things about me. I never knew she cared as much as I did. I thought it was only me who wanted this. I didn't know how much I have hurt her, she hasn't wrote in here since the memorial.

I was hurt, hurt in a way I didn't think was possible. I have gotten myself way to deep in this relationship with him. I am falling for him, hard. When he said how much he hated me and wanted me out of his life, that Im just another girl he fucks with. I nearly lost it, I couldn't stand their any longer and watch him not care about me, to throw me off on the side like that. After all we have been through he says this to me. I couldn't even walk strait hearing what he said, I barley made it to the bathroom before bursting into tears. My heart shadderd into a million pieces. I didn't think he was capable of hurting me like this. My heart aced, my whole body did. I felt my heart get ripped out of me and I didn't think I would be able to move past this. I couldn't. I did though, I got up and wiped my tears away. I walked out of that cold bathroom and got myself a drink. I needed something, to get Harry off my mind and some guy named Rob was enough.

I can't I cant read this. I don't think I can read her making out with someone else and not get sick to my stomach. I hate knowing I hurt her like this. I get up off her bed that I have been laying on for the last few hours, reading her thoughts. I thow her her diary in her card board box she has things kept in. I walk out of the closet and make my way to the door until it open. Emily, her father and mother all walk through the door. Emilys eyes are on me with an angry face. "Harry!" She yells and her parents stand their looking confused as ever. Shit what the fuck is happening? I watch as her dads eyes look at all my tattos down my arms. "Emily who is this boy?" He asks with a deep voice. Emily's eyes have not moved off mine. Her fist are bawled up at her sides obviously angry by me.

"Mom, dad, this is what I was going to tell you. Me and Harry are kind of, dating." Kind of? What the hell kind of no we are really dating.

"What!?" Her mother screams angry that Emily is dating a guy like me. "Emily I'm not letting you date a guy like this, I expected you to be dating a nice guy, that doesn't have tatoos all over his body." Her mother says not even caring that I'm standing right in front of her.

"This is just a phase right, you just needed someone to get your mind off Dylan or something? Right?" She says leading this back to her ex.

"No mother, this has nothing at all to do with Dylan, not very thing is about him." Emily fires back at her and I see she has boil up with anger.

"I will not allow you dating him, I wont have it. I thought you were better than this, this boy doesn't want you he just wants to get in your pants then you will be left all alone. I cant believe your falling for this, I'm disappointed." Her father shouts and tears build on her eyes.

"You don't know anything about him. You can't just say all this about him because he has some tattoos, so what if he does? You also can't say your not allowing me to date him, I'm an adult and I can see who ever I want to see." She yells with her eyes focused on her parents. Her parents both have disgusted looks on their faces. I don't blame them either for acting their way. They are both parents who just want the best for Emily. They wouldn't want her dating a guy like me, a guy whose older than her and has tattoos.

"Emily, just take a look at him. He's just wanting to hurt you, to sleep with you and ditch you after that. All he wants to do is mess with you. Boys like him cause trouble I use to see all my friends in college get hurt by one of them and I won't let this happen to you!" Her mother says in disgust of me. I laugh at what she says, I try to hold it in but I couldn't. I now this is not a spot for me to be laughing because they will say something to me and I don't want ot yell back at them.

"What are you laughing about, you know its true. Your just waiting till her most vualnerable state before undressing her." Her mom spits at me and I watch Emily jump in her face.

"No, you can't yell at him. You can say anything you want to me but you will not speak to him like that. Besides he has already slept with me and he is still here. He is not what you think, he is not a bad person." She shouts and I am stunned from what she says. I wouldn't have thought she would tell them that but she did. I watch as their faces fall.

The next thing I know Emily's fathers fist collides in with my jaw. I fall to the floor letting him hit me. Emily shouldn't have said that, she knew they would get furiated by it. Emily jumps on the ground next to me as I press my fingers to my bloody face.

"I-'m sorry, I just kinda lost it." Her father speaks and Emily jumps up.

"Get out, both of you leave now. I don't want to hear anything you say and how much you hate me for being with him. But I love him and I hope that one day you will too, so leave because if you don't you wouldn't want to hear the things I will say to the two of you." Emily shouts almost out of breath

"Em I'm sorry for hitting him. But I don't aprove of this." He says and I get up off the ground. Her mom huffs and leaves the room not even saying anything. " Just disappointed." The man says and exists the room behind his wife. Emily shuts the door as her arms wrap around my neck. "I am so sorry, I didn't know he was going to do that." Emily says with her head on my shoulder.

Emily's P.O.V

I knew my parents weren't going to like Harry. I assumed they would tell me they didn't like it, not lead to violence. I have never seen my father punch someone. I didn't think he would. Especially knowing how much I care for him. Once he swung his arm I know he couldn't be here any longer. He crossed the line and he knows this now, Harry didn't deserve hearing anything they had to say. They judged Harry, when they shouldn't. Harry's not like that at all. If only they could see how he isn't a bad person at all.

"Its okay, it wasn't your fault." He says and tears begin to fall from my eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asks a pulls back and I press my hands to my face and cry harder. "Em, don't cry please." He begs dipping his head down to see my face. He sits me down on my bed and I cry a little harder.

"Im just so sorry for putting you through that. They said such mean things to you, things that try just assume but aren't true." I say and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Its okay, really they just care for you so much. I don't blame them for yelling, I look like a bad guy. I have tattoos all over. Its what every protective parent thinks." He says and I stare at his bird tattoo. Watching it and picturing it flying away. I love the way he got this tattoo for his mom, and the way she loved that little bird that use to sit by the window.

"But you didn't deserve hearing it." I tell him lifting my head up, wiping the mascara from my eyes.

"Its okay, as long as I have you." He says and kisses my nose. A tear falls and slides down my face, his thumb stops it. These tears are just frustrated angry tears. Im just so angry with my parents, I just wish they can actually give him a chance. He did nothing wrong to them. I wish the didn't blow up like they did, tell all these hurtful things to him. I feel bad about yelling at them, I have never yelled at my parens like that. They deserved it though.

"See your even beautiful with mascara down your face." He says and I smile. I hug him one last time before standing up. I really don't know what I would do without him, he makes me happy when I an sad.

"What were you even doing here anyway. You had hours to leave." I ask him as he stays on the bed. His face hardens and looks down.

"I ended up falling asleep by accident, then tried to leave but you guys came in." He explains to me, looking up at me.

"Oh." I awnser his explanation.

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"Do you want to go to bed? You look tired baby." Harry asks as we snuggle up in his dorm bed.

I rest my head on his bare chest, feeling his warm skin under me. "Yeah, I do crying so much made me sleepy." I say before he kisses my forehead and drift off to sleep.

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