Chapter twenty eight.
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WARNING : SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER
EMMA’S POV:
‘’Em, Emma…babe wake up! Em’’ Harry whispered shaking me slightly.
Groaning I rolled over to face him.
‘’What?’’ I mumbled my voice full of sleep.
‘’Its noon already, aren’t you going to get up? I’m bored of lying here’’ He said chuckling slightly.
‘’You don’t have to stay’’ I said turning back around.
‘’Yeah I do, I want to be with you silly’’ he said kissing my neck softly.
‘’Well I don’t feel well so I’m staying here’’ I mumbled closing my eyes in an attempt to fall back asleep.
‘’Babe, what’s the matter?’’ Harry asked his voice suddenly full of concern.
‘’I don’t know I think I’m getting a cold or something, I’ve got a head ache and a blocked nose’’ I said groaning a little.
‘’Baby’’ Harry whispered pulling me closer to him kissing my hair.
‘’I’ll look after you’’ he said before unwrapping himself from me and climbing out of bed.
‘’Where are you going?’’ I pouted
‘’Making you breakfast’’ He replied loudly as he skipped off in to the kitchen. Yes skipped that boy has far too much energy.
‘’bit loud’’ I replied.
‘’Sorry’’ Harry said sticking his head back round the door, clamping his hand over his mouth.
Smiling to myself slightly I lay back down tucking the covers around me in an attempt to keep warm, I’m freezing right now.
About 15 minutes later Harry re-appeared carrying a tray. Placing in down on my lap I began to smile.
The plate was filled with eggs, bacon, toast and sausages. Also he’d got me a glass of water and some cold & flu tablets.
‘’Thanks Harry’’ I beamed.
‘’Anything for you babe’’ he said sitting on the bed beside me.
I ate every single thing on the plate, feeling a little awkward though because Harry just sat there staring at me.
‘’You’re such a good cook’’ I compliment after completely cleaning the plate.
‘’I know’’ he said smugly.
‘’So does this make up for me being a dickhead the other day?’’ He asked kissing my nose.
‘’Not quite’’ I say smiling. Honestly he’s already forgiven I’m just not telling him yet, its great having him try to impress me for the past few days in a form of apology.
‘’So what do you want to do now?’’ Harry asks pulling you into a hug.
‘’Nothing just stay in bed I guess’’ I reply quietly.
‘’Movie?’’ Harry suggest.
‘’Yeah’’ I agree nodding.
‘’Great what are we watching?’’ he says walking over to a stack of DVDs we’ve left in the bedroom.
‘’Love actually?’’ Harry suggest holding the case up.
‘’No Harry, we always watch that. Its summer anyways, not even Christmas yet’’ I moan.
‘’But it’s my favourite’’ He says pouting.
‘’No’’ I snap
‘’Fine what’s your favourite film then?’’ He asks still looking through the DVDs.
‘’Ummm Submarine’’ I reply.
‘’What’s that?’’ He asks a little confused.
‘’You haven’t seen it? It’s like the best film ever’’ I say excitedly.
‘’Fine’’ Harry sighs finding the DVD and slotting it into the player.
Harry returns to the bed climbing under the covers beside me pulling my up close.
I refuse to let Harry talk throughout the whole film because he’ll just ruin it with stupid comments or jokes.
When its finished he lets out a massive sigh.
‘’So?’’ I ask
‘’The best thing was that Alex Turner from the Artic monkeys sang the song for it’’ He says laughing slightly.
‘’Seriously’’ I gasp shocked.
‘’Nah it was alright nothing too brilliant’’ He says playing with my hair.
‘’It’s amazing’’ I say still upset he didn’t like it.
‘’Hmmm maybe if I’m aloud to talk next time we watch it, then you can explain the bits I don’t understand’’ He mumbles.
‘’Yeah’’ I reply lying back down quietly.
My eyes grow heavy and before I know it I’ve fallen fast asleep.
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When I awake a couple of hours later I notice Harry isn’t in bed, slowly I climb out of bed and look around the apartment. I can’t find him anywhere.
He’s fucked off and left me alone when I’m sick, how kind of him.
Annoyed I skulk back to bed waiting for him to return.
While I wait I run through ideas of what to say to him, making sure he’ll feel bad about it.
About 20 minutes later I hear the door open.
Jumping up out of bed I shout ‘’ Oh so your back’’ suddenly I’m feeling a lot better.
‘’I can’t believe you fucking left me here, what if I’d thrown up or something? You know how freaked out about that I get. I needed you’’ I shout as I storm through to the living room.
Look up I see Harry stood holding shopping bags.
‘’ I went to get take out for tea and some snacks and stuff. You know trying to make you feel better’’ He says awkwardly.
Oh.
‘’Not that I have to tell you where I’m going you’re not my fucking girlfriend’’ he snaps.
‘’Yeah well your my husband and your meant to be here for me’’ I snap back instantly.
‘’No I’m not! None of this is real how can’t you get that! All this is is sex’’ he says coming right up to my face.
I should be angry at him but I’m not all he’s saying is the truth.
Somehow his anger has really turned me on.
Instead of screaming back I kiss him, instantly he kisses back the kiss is full of anger sending even more electricity through my body than ever before.
Its amazing, I love it.
Soon Harry has be picked up and carries me over flinging me down on the bed.
His body crashing down on to mine seconds later.
My hands run up his shirt feeling his impeccable body gaining me a grunt or too from Harry.
His lips break from mine for a second.
‘’This is all about you tonight’’ He says his voice even more raspy than usual.
Confused I look at him awaiting an explanation.
He doesn’t reply instead he repositions himself lower down my body, soon I catch on to what he meant.
His hands quickly remove his boxers which I’m wearing.
Before his lowers his head down in-between my thighs.
His tongue flicks over me slowly at first as a tiny moan slips out from in-between my lips.
I can feel his curls tickling at the sides of my legs, if it wasn’t for the immense pleasure I’m feeling right now I’d be laughing.
His tongue gets faster and faster moving in different ways each time.
This is like nothing ever before, guys have done this before but I’ve never felt this good!
It isn’t long before I come undone.
Harry pulls himself up so he’s face to face with me.
‘’You taste amazing babe’’ he whispers his breath tickling my neck.
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