My Roommate (Harry Styles)

7. Photo Shoot Day (1)

The night was h o r r i b l e. I slept like three hours and I have a long photo shoot day. Great.

I was over thinking, guess about who? Harry. His name can't leave my head and even if I try to forget him I can't, he lives with me. It's sucks, really. He's here for a week and he already driving me crazy. Me, Emma, the girl who normally drives boys crazy, and not the other. Ugh. I'm falling for him, I'm so scared because when you're falling,  you can't turn back. It's been a while that I don't feel what I feel towards Harry, love. It's been two years exactly, my first love. Scott. My heart aches just thinking about him. I really believed he was the greatest thing that even happened to me. Bullshit. That's why I don't want to be in love again, it's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. Like you have this fear that every person you start to like is going to break your heart.

"Good morning chica" Harry comes interrupting my thoughts

"Hi" I fake smiling

"Ready for your photo shoot?"

"Ugh ... No I had a really bad night" I sigh

"Aww ... What was on your mind missy?" he asks staring at me

You! I want to say but I don't think it's a good idea so yeah

"Umm nothing I just can't sleep" I say hesitantly

He keeps staring at me like he's searching the truth in my eyes. His eyes ... his sparkly emerald eyes. Just watching them make me want to jump on him. He's so handsome, how can you not feel something for him? It's not just how he looks, it's his cheeky personality, his laugh, the way he looks deep in my soul when he knows I'm lying, it's everything about him.

"Hello? Emma?" Harry says amused

Zone out.

"Yeah?"

"Can I take your car today? ... Please" 

"Erm yeah" I reply 

"Oh! Thank youuu love"

Love.

 "How come you don't have a car?" I ask a few seconds after

"My car is on repair, I got a scratch with someone"

"Oh! Well done" I say jokingly

"It's only a scratch"

"Mmm yeah ... Where are you going?" I ask

"See my mum, she asked me to come"

"Oh ok" 

I glance at the clock on the kitchen wall. 9.30. Time to prepare myself.

"Well I'm going to change myself ... Umm have a good day Harry" I say getting up from my chair.

I can feel his warm breath on my ear, I shiver at his touch. He turns me around and places his hand on my right cheek, brushing it softly. I blush under his touch and a small smile spreads his lips. I lower my eyes. There's only a small gap between us, he closes it and our nose touches. I want to kiss him, I need to kiss him. He leans and I feel his lips touch mine. Fireworks explode in my stomach. He kisses me gently, softly, our tongue moving in perfect synchro. The feeling I get when he kisses me only confirm my love for him, so not fair. He pulls back and whispers "Thanks good luck for your photo shoot Emma" 

Ok? My mind's a mess and my heart's a wreck.

I make my way to my room without looking back at him to pick some clothes. I don't want to think about it, I have to focus on my photo shoot and nothing else, even if it's hard. I put on a white tee, a black jeans and red converses. I don't put make-up since I got a photo shoot, it's not necessary.I decide to let my hair down so I just brush them quickly.