When I wake up... You will be here

Chapter 43

“You have to see what I did.” He whispered.

“Another surprise?” I asked against his skin and a chill ran down his body. He nodded.

Harry brought his hand to my cheek and stroked it with his thumb. He then moved his thumb across my bottom lip, his eyes fixed on mine. He took a lock of my hair between his fingers and put it behind my ear. I put my hand over his. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my finger tips.

“I’ll wait for you down stairs.” He whispered against my hand palm.

I smiled before leaving the room. I smiled to myself. I walked to the bathroom. I look myself in the mirror. I turned on the water and wash my face with cold water, removing any trace of sleep. I ran my fingers trying to fix my hair a little. I took the toothbrush and put some toothpaste on the tip. I brush my teeth and held my hair with one hand to rinse my mouth. I spit the white foam and left the bathroom.

I went downstairs and walked into the kitchen. I looked out the door, Harry was back to me. His back muscles contracted every time he moved his arms. He was so sexy. I bit my lower lip. I came up behind and circled his waist with my arms. I rested my cheek on his back. He turned and hugged me.

“I love you.” I whispered and gave him a little kiss in the lips.

Harry put on the table a plate of waffles with a lit candle. I smiled and closed my eyes, making a wish before blowing out the candle. Harry circled my waist with his arms and pulled me to his body and leaned toward me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pressed his lips against mine. I smiled between the kiss. Harry's strong arms around my body. The kiss deepened with every movement. My hands ran through his hair, his lips moved desperate against mine.

The front door opened. Harry and I broke our passionate kiss. The guys came in, followed by Perrie, Gemma, Eleanor and Danielle. Harry grimaced when he saw why our "kiss" was interrupted. I stretched forth his grip. I walked over to the guys and they hugged me saying "Happy Birthday" in chorus. I smiled and gave a kiss on the cheek to each one. The girls hugged me tightly while the boys walked away. They started saying a lot of things so quickly that I didn’t understand.

After a while they finally let me go. Harry took my hand and pulled me to his body; preventing someone else I tried to hug me. He rested his chin on my head and put his arm around my waist possessively, marking his territory.

“I can’t believe how fast three years can pass.” Gemma said sitting on the black coach, next to Eleanor.

“When you least imagine they would be marrying.” Niall commented, making in the room everyone laugh.

Harry's arm tightened around my waist. I knew Harry didn’t like dealing with it. I elbowed him in the stomach and he smiled as best he could. I laughed with them. Harry ran one hand through his hair before releasing my waist and walk into the kitchen. The mention of the subject made ​​him uncomfortable and I knew it.

I sat next to the girls, trying they to ignore Harry’s behavior they so cold and cutting Harry...

Harry’s P.O.V.

I was sitting at the bar, with a glass full of alcohol in my hand. Emma's cousins ​​had organized Emma a big party at the edge of the beach. Everyone there danced to music, brushing their bodies against others. I was looking for Emma in the crowd of people. I hadn’t seen her since my sister and Rose had taken her by the arms, dragging her to the crowd so they can go dancing.

I sipped the liquid in my glass, feeling alcohol in my throat. I pursed my lips and leave the glass on the table. I ran my hands through my hair and started walking between people, looking for Emma. The beach was full of people drinking alcohol and raging hormones as they moved against each other to the beat of the music.

I spotted Rose dancing with a guy, but Emma wasn’t close to her. I sighed frustrated. I walked the other way, looking between people.

I spotted Emma dancing between two guys. Trevor and other guy from college. Trevor had his hands on Emma's hips while the other guy was staring at her. The three moved slowly and they both laughed. Jealousy and anger began to fill my veins. I walked slowly, glaring at them. They saw me and turned away from Emma. Smart enough to make that choice. I would have broken their faces if they hadn’t walked away. She didn’t seem to notice the absence of the boys and kept dancing.

Her eyes widened and smiled when she saw me. She stumbled up to me, unable to walk straight. She took a sip of the drink in her glass and left it on a table. She was drunk. She put her arms around my neck and pressed her body to mine.

“Harry…” She whispered in my ear with raspy voice and dragging a little the letters. I gulped.

“Emma, you are drunk.” I said and she laughed.

“No… Okay, but just a little.” She said giggling. “You know when was the last time I drank this?” She asked and took the glass she left on the table.

“And you won’t drink another in a long time.” I said taking the glass out of her hand.

She pouted, but the drinking glass was forgotten when she again put her arms around my neck. I smiled. I left the glass on the table. I looked at the eyes and putted away the strands that fell freely down her face. The sea breeze hit our bodies as she came closer to me.

“Dance with me.” She whispered.

I put my hands on her waist. She began to move against me and rested her cheek against my chest. We were moving to the rhythm of music with our bodies glued. I rested my chin on her hair. She laughed as she tried to stand without wobbling. Our bodies close while Emma was whispering things with her lips against the skin of my neck. My hands holding her tightly, making sure that no boy was looking at her.

I wrapped my arm around Emma’s waist. She laughed as I tried her to not hit the floor. I took off her heels so she could walk more easily. We entered the building and she began to laugh harder. I pressed the elevator button and held her against me while we waited for the elevator doors to open.

I pressed our floor button and the doors closed. Emma smiled and wrapped her fingers through my hair as she pressed his lips against my cheek. The doors opened and I started walking down the hall, trying to walk while Emma kissed my chin and moved his hips against mine.

“Emma…” I said trying her to let me go.

She laughed and plopped down on the bed. I took her hand and help her to her feet. She turned around and I lowered the zipper of her black dress and help her take the dress off. I ran one of my fingers through the soft skin of her back. I kissed her collarbone before taking one of my shirts. I put her the shirt and help her walk to the bathroom. She sat beside the sink. I took cotton from the kit and dipped it. I ran it through her face, wiping all the makeup off. She remained silent, while I bit my lower lip, concentrating on what I was doing.

I threw the cotton in the trash and took her waist, making her legs wrapped around my waist. She smiled and then pressed her lips against my neck. I walked into the room. I put her on the bed, but she didn’t let me go. She just pressed me harder against her delicate body.

“Emma… Let me go…” I said and took off her arms. She pouted with her lower lip.

“Sleep with me.” She said with he eyes closed, realizing that I wouldn’t do anything with her in this state.

I took off my clothes and put on a pair of pajamas pants. I went to bed and Emma had already fallen asleep. I held her by the waist and closed my eyes…