Protecting Emily

Chapter 15

He sighed before putting his arms up and rolling them in a circular motion while shaking his ass.

I burst out laughing.

“Best boyfriend ever.” I pressed my lips to his.

“So I’m your boyfriend again?” He asked.

“After that yes.” I giggled.

“You used me for dry sex.” He pretended to be upset.

“Being used is nothing to be ashamed of.” I smirked.

He rolled his eyes and walked around, admiring the walls.

“Hey Em?”

“Yeah?” I asked, sitting on the couch.

“Tell me about your mom.” He asked.

“Um…Her name was Rose. She was really sweet and caring and always smelled like icing.” I laughed.

Harry sat beside me.

“She always made me and Halle chocolate cinnamon pancakes on our birthdays and Christmas. It was her specialty. She would’ve loved you. She was always waiting for me to get another boyfriend.” I laughed.

“I would’ve loved to meet her.” Harry smiled.

“Yeah.” I nodded, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Come with me.” Harry smiled suddenly and pulled me along.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“You’ll see.”

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“You brought me to a tattoo parlor?” I said confused.

“Yeah. One thing before though. Remember how I told you what my ‘Things I can’t’ tattoo means?” He turned to me.

I nodded.

How he couldn’t understand what was happening that well and how he couldn’t explain to Lux either.

“Well…it means something else. I categorize my tattoos. Since the whole reason I got that tattoo was because I couldn’t do something, this side is things I can’t do. I can’t sail.” He pointed to the ship.

“I can’t do laundry for the life of me.” he pointed to the coat hanger.

“And I thought I couldn’t love.” He pointed to the black heart.

“But you showed me I can.” He interlaced our hands.

I smiled.

“This one?” I pointed to the guitar Lux drew.

“I can’t draw.” He smiled sadly.

I pointed to the cage.

“I felt like I couldn’t escape what was happening when my parents died.”

I pointed to the handshake.

“I couldn’t make peace with Marcel. And it hurt that I couldn’t confide in my own twin but…” He sighed.

I stopped asking.

“Come on.” I pulled him out.

“Oh and-” he caught my arm.

“G isn’t for gangster. G is for grateful. It’s one of the few things I can do.” He smiled.

A smile tugged at my lips as I nodded and got out.

You can’t tell me this boy isn’t down to earth.

“What do you want today Harry?” The big scary guy asked once we walked in.

“A rose.” Harry nodded.

I looked at him in confusion.

“Things I can’t. I can’t meet your mom Emily.” He frowned.

“Harry. Tattoos are permanent.” I said in shock.

“It’s okay. Because like the song said, I just can’t let you go.” He winked before walking back into the tattoo room.

Geez Harold Styles what goes through that brain of yours?!

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Harry’s POV*

“You’re crazy.” Emily said for the millionth time when we walked into her house.

“I’m reasonable. I think it looks great.” I looked at the rose on my arm.

“It does but… what if we break up I mean that’s always going to be there.”

“Then to remember what we had.” I pecked her cheek.

She rolled her eyes, giving up on her point.

Good, because I was still going to fight her on it.

“What time is it?” She asked.

“12.”

“Football!” She fumbled with the remote.

“Which game were you looking for?” I asked.

“Packers vs. Steelers.”

“That one comes on at 6.”

She turned to me.

“How do you know that?” She looked.

“Packers fan.” I pointed to myself.

She winced.

“Steelers fan.” She pointed to herself.

I smirked.

“Well this calls for a bet Ms. Hale.”

She gulped.

“No thanks.” She shook her head.

“Worried?” I challenged.

“No.” She crossed her arms.

I smiled.

“Then you wouldn’t mind a little bet.”

“What are we betting?”

“If I win, you can’t be mad at me. But if you win…I’ll make us dinner.”

“But you always make dinner.”

“Then you pick something.” I shrugged.

“Hm…you have to watch a whole day of chick flicks with me. Every. Single. Tear-Jerking. Chick. Flick.” She smirked.

I gulped.

“You’re going down.” I shook her hand.

She shook it, satisfaction leaking her features.

I’m screwed.