CHAPTER 5 HERE

___________________________________________________

I jolted awake, immediately scanning my surroundings.

My pillows, my comforter, my dresser…I was in my room…

How the hell did I get back here? Was my experience with Harry a dream? Who brought me home?

Jesus. I have some serious shit to sort out…

I stumbled out of bed, and down the stairs. Was that….waffles I smelled?

I turned the corner, and was greeted by a huge feast of eggs, waffles, bacon, fruit, you name it- it was there. “Ohmygosh! Who-  Kaycee?” I said, grinning as she turned around.

“Well you certainly seemed like you had quite the night, so I thought a good breakfast might help ya recover.” She explained

“Wait. Thank you so much, Kaycee..”I laughed, sitting down and piling my plate. “Y-You know..” I started, struggling to talk as I stuffed my face, “You know you can come and stay any time…”

“Oh alright..” she replied sarcastically, her eyes not leaving mine as I continued to scarf down the waffles.

“What’s the matter?”  I asked, picking up a strawberry and dangling it in front of my mouth.

“Oh…erm..its nothing..” she looked down, rubbing her hands together, it was something she did when she was nervous.

“Kayce, seriously…what is it?”

“Um….well…Emma,” she cleared her throat, “…Emma why did Harry Styles bring you home last night?”

I dropped my fork.

So it was true…that little “mis-hap” shall we call it, really did happen…

“Um…well…” I began

“I’m just kidding,” she laughed, “but seriously…are you guys like…datin-“

I cut her off, “OH MY GOD KAYCEE NO!”

“Oh really…” she said slyly, as she picked up a magazine with Harry and I on the cover. I rolled my eyes, assuming it was the one from yesterday’s spread, until I noticed that (in the pictures) I was wearing the same clothes I was wearing yesterday…well…I guess today too but whatever. 

“Gimme that!” I exclaimed, snatching the paper out of Kaycee’s hand.

“Jesus Em…what’s the matter?”

“Kaycee…last night…I think I made out with Harry…”

She spit her drink all over the counter, “YOU WHAT?! Wait- what do you mean ‘you think’ you made out with him?”

“Well I just don’t think I would have let myself do that you know? But I mean…I was pretty wasted, so I wouldn’t be surprised…”

“You need to talk to him A. S. A. P. but in the meantime, I’m going shopping with Carol.”

“Ooooh what for?” I wiggled my eyebrows

“Her date…with Logan! Remember that guy from the airport?”

My stomach dropped.

“Erm…yeah, I think I do…” I tried to act casual by taking a sip of my orange juice.

“Yeah, he stopped by after you left!”

Well isn’t that just FANTASTIC.

“She seemed happy?” I asked

“Oh my lord, she was absolutely ecstatic. I’ve never seen her this excited about a guy before, Em.”

Just then Caroline walked through the door, pulling someone behind her.

It was Logan.

I met his beautiful blue eyes the second he turned around. 

“Mornin’ ladies!” he sauntered over, taking a seat on the bar-stool next to me. I rolled my eyes, and took another sip of my orange juice. “So Emma…” he continued as a lazily swung my head around to look at him, “You look like you had quite the night…”

My eyes widened, and I almost choked on my orange juice as I came to the horrible realization that I had not even checked my appearance once since waking up. I heard Caroline and Kaycee snickering to the right of me.

I sighed, “Yes, I actually had a fantastic night thanks for asking!” And with that, I flipped my hair, and strutted to the bathroom. 

I peeled my clothes of my body, and stepped into the warm shower.

A few minutes later I hopped out, and went to go get dressed. 

(http://www.polyvore.com/57/set?id=70550006)

I finished my makeup and walked out, only to find that my flat was completely empty. Grabbing a few (of the many) dishes that were scattered on the counter, I found a note that had been hastily taped to the countertop.

Went shopping, be back later.

-K & C

I sighed, and tossed the note into the garbage. How was I going to tell Caroline about me and Logan’s history? Maybe I didn’t have to… My thoughts were interrupted by the door swinging open. Speak of the devil, it was Logan.

“Wow, ever heard of knocking?” I scoffed as I lowered a plate into teh dishwasher. 

“Damn, those shorts make your ass look great…”

I rolled my eyes, standing up, and turning around to face him. “Why are you here Logan?”

He walked over. My eyes were trained on him. His sweatpants hung low on his hips, as he strode over. My gaze shifted to his fingers. God the things hewould do with those fingers. My eyes then wandered up his arm, to his the sleeve of his Charterhouse Varsity Lacrosse jacket, pushed up to below his elbows, revealing his tanned, muscular forearms. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but I couldn’t help it. He was hot.

“Wwwwatcha doin’?” I asked cautiously, backing away. 

He still walked closer, his eyes darkening. 

“Logan…?” I stepped back again.

“I know you want me still, Emma…” He placed his hands on my hips.

He was right. I did still want him.

He lowered his lips to my ear. “Jump.” he whispered. I did as I was told, and he lifted me up onto the counter, as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“L-Logan…stop…” I muttered breathlessly, as his lips made contact with the sweet spot on my neck. He ignored my plea, and continued to   nip, and suck on my neck. “Y-You’re gonna…L-leave a mark..” I attempted to push him off me. 

He stood back, and pressed his forehead to mine. His light blue orbs, now dark with lust. 

“I still love you, Emma.” his voice was barely audible.

“I-I..” He cut me off with a kiss.

It was slow, and gentle. Almost as if he was asking for permission to continue. When I kissed back he took that as a sign to move forward, his tongue brushing my bottom lip. asking for entrance which I hesitantly allowed. His large hands traveled up my back, pulling me closer to him, and deepening the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his golden locks. 

“Oh God, Em…” he moaned, causing me to giggle, and smile into the kiss.My hands then traveled down his chest, letting my fingers run over his defined abs. I tugged at the hem of his shirt. He got the hint and pulled away, breaking our kiss momentarily. He removed his shirt, allowing me to get a good view of his sculpted body. 

“Y-You’ve been working out I see…” I panted. 

He laughed, and pulled me close once more. His warm body causing me to shiver. I felt his hands move to my bum, signaling that he wanted to change venues. I leaned into him, and wrapped my legs around his waist as he lifted me with ease, carrying me to my bedroom without breaking the kiss. 

He laid me down onto the bed, crawling on top of me after. He then dropped his lower half so it was resting on me. I then felt a slow throb pressing into my thigh, as he latched himself onto my neck again. 

“I love you, Emma…” He mumbled into my neck, as he slid my shorts down my legs.

*An hour later*

I watched his tanned chest rise and fall, as I danced my fingertips across it. He was lightly sleeping, his breathing was shallow. As I tried to make sense of what had just happened, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Harry.

We need to talk about last night. Dinner tonight to discuss it? xx. Harry

Sure! Where, and when? xx. Emma

8. Wear something nice ;) xx. Harry

I smiled, and set my phone down on the night table. Tonight was going to be interesting, that’s for sure.

_________________________________________________________

ALRIGHT SO I AM SO SORRY (1) BECAUSE I HAVEN'T UPDATED AND (2) BECAUSE THIS IS SUCH A CRAPPY CHAPTER.

i have been SUPER busy and i have terrible writers block. 

so if anybody has any ideas/thought/help/advice PLEASE MESSAGE ME >> http://niallerrrr-foreverrrr.tumblr.com/ask <<

sorry, again!

xx.