Friend Zoning Harry Styles

Plan-B

---Emily's POV---

I layed there in the comforting bed. Trying to regain all of the energy I had just lost from a long night.  Harry, softly snoring away, slept on his front not but a foot from where I was. He had just drifted off into sleep, after a couple of hours of passionate intimacy. His curls spread across the pillow as his head layed limp against the cushion. My head turned towards him. Scanning his exposed back, I watched as his breathing steadied. He looked so peaceful.

I sighed deeply, contemplating over the event that just recently occured amongst these very sheets. Tingles running along my core as pictures of Harry on top of me made their way through my mind. Looking down at my naked self, Harry's excitement was spread across my belly. During the heat of the moment, protection was the last thing on our mind. Thankfully, Harry became aware of the lack of barrier, causing him to slip out and spill himself onto my flesh. 

As he slept, I could see the trace of a small smile spread across Harry's lips. He was happy. So was I, I truly loved having Harry see me the way nobody else has, perfect. Still, one question kept running through my head as I placed my head back onto the pillow.... Was I ready?

Was I ready to dive back into a relationship, not knowing for sure where it might lead to? Brandon's words kept running through my head. If some beautiful girl were to cross his path, would Harry be able to resist temptation and stay faithful to me? 

My thoughts were going to drive me insane, I had to occupy myself. Slipping out of bed, I walked towards the shower. As I looked back at Harry, he was still deep in slumber. Walking into the shower, I turned the faucet towards the left. The hot water beat against my back, relaxing any and ever nerves I had. Lowering my hands towards my belly, I could feel Harry's result. Pumping soap onto my hands, I cleaned my stomach as best as I could, making sure I washed away all traces of him.

Washing my area, I flinched at the soreness. I had not had sex in more than two months. In fact, when Harry first entered, it was as if it was my first time all over again. Jolts of pain running through my body with the first few thrusts he gave. He was so sweet throughout it though. The way he held me, whispering sweet things into my ear, made the pain alot more bearable. The memory of our love making flashed in my mind. The way every thrust he offered, made me gasp both from excitement and pain. How he constantly whispered into my ear how much he wanted me to love him, the way he loved me. He kept his lips locked onto mine, as he reached his peak, slipping out of my entrance and spilling himself onto me. After, he swept the small trendles of hair from my face, and kissed my forehead ever so softly.

"It's you Emily." he whispered, green eyes locking onto my brown irises.  

I turned the faucet towards the right, stopping it midway as the water turned off. Harry had seen every inch of my body at this point, not bothering to bring clothes in with me, I was going to walk into the room in just a towel. Constantly voicing his opinion on my 'beauty', I finally began to believe him. Wrapping a large towel around my body, I stepped into the hallway. Taking swift steps towards my room, I came to an unexpected discover.... it was empty. 

"He was right... fucking Brandon was right." I choked out, tears forming at the rims of my eyes. Harry took off, after finally getting what he wanted... he left. 

Grabbing a brush, and roughly combing through my wet hair, I was trying to distract myself from crying.  You're not going to cry... you're not. You're strong Emily, You're fine, Don't worry.... repeatedly saying this to myself, it wasn't working. 

"SON OF A BITCH!!" I threw the brush hard against the wall. He left me after finally getting into my pants!

Charlie came jogging into the room, he must have been checking on me after hearing the loud noise. Slowly approaching me, he knew I was sad. Small whines escaping his body. 

"I guess somethings are just too good to be true huh buddy?" I scoffed, petting him on his soft fur. All the sweetnothings he whispered into my ear, the 'I love you' the 'I want only you' they were all bullshit. Tears were freely falling down onto my shirt. I wasn't going to hold anything back. 

I sat there for about five minutes, trying to figure out what to do next. 'You think his best friends are going to pick you over him?' Brandon's words echoed in my memory... he was right. I was going to be alone. 

Again, memories of last night ran through me. Every touch, still fresh in my mind. We didn't use protection. Although I knew he released onto my stomach, I had take precautions. I got dressed into some skinny jeans, a loose teal top, and some flats. I needed to go to a nearby pharmacy to grab the Plan-B pill. (a/n that's the morning after pill)

After I got dressed, brushed my hair, and put on some light makeup, I looked around for my phone. Finding it on the dresser, a small note caught my eye. Lodged into the corner of the mirror, like before, Harry left a note. 

Emily,
Going to the house to get some fresh clothes. Meet me at the little cafe on Stinson St. You were amazing last night, beautiful as always.
Harry x.

I couldn't help but laugh at my previous thoughts. I had truly believed that Harry ran out on me. 

"you're an idiot Em." I laughed at myself, shaking my head. 

Grabbing my phone and purse, I walked out of the door. Locking the door behind me, I strolled towards the bus stop. 

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At the pharmacy, I walked down the different aisles. Trying to find a certain pill. I couldn't help but feel as though somebody was staring at me. Eyes burning onto my back. Turning around, I saw somebody duck behind a shelf displaying cough medication. 

Walking around the middle aisle, I was trying to see who it was that was following me. But everytime I thought I could see, them they'd duck behind a nearby shelf. 

Grabbing onto the Plan-B box I had been looking for, I walked towards the cashier. The pharmacist was an elderly man, his gray hair receading at the top. He was filling up a prescription bottle when I approached him. 

"Goodmorning," I whispered, not wanting to meet his gaze. I knew he was going to look at me in shock. I was a young girl, buying a Plan-B... if he knew I wasn't married yet, he'd definately look ashamed. 

"That will be seven-twentyfour." he spoke, not even acknowledging me. This was good. Paying the man, I walked out of the building. The day's air felt fresh, small gusts of wind sweeping by every once so often. 

I began walking towards the direction of the cafe in which Harry would be. Half way to my destination, somebody approached me... the person who had been staring at me in the Pharmacy. 

"Who is the Plan-B for?" The man from Victoria's Secret... the papparazzi....

(a/n okay it's not a long chapter and i apologize :s it's a filler :s i'm sorry. please don't be upset x,( 

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(Harry styles rant... he's just so gorgeous and i probably annoy my IG followers because it's just pics of him mainly and i'm just saying how much I want him and I can't help it because he's just so perfect and sometimes he goes "i'm no perfect krystal" (jk *crying) but he does go "i'm not perfect" but GUESS WHAT HARRY you're perfect to me!!! okay you hear that styles?!) okay i'm done with the daily rant omg xD haha 

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