Hold On For Dear Love (Sequel to WILD)

Emily's POV

The flight seemed so much longer than I remembered, even with the private jet. Within the first few hours I got bored and resorted to doodling on Harry’s arm with a pen. He watched me the whole time and when I finally finished he looked over my artwork with a smile.

“Hey, this looks pretty good. I should get this tattooed” he said.

“Harry, half of this is just random heart doodles and a couple of poorly drawn animals”

“So? They’re cute. I like them”

“You’re so weird”

“Aw, thanks babe”

He kissed my cheek and I smiled at him.

“No it’s my turn to draw on you”

“As long as you don’t draw anything inappropriate like last time.” He let out a giggle at the memory.

“Oh yeah. That was funny”

“No it wasn’t. That picture went all over twitter and was in newspapers and magazines the next day.”

“Yeah, but I made up for it”

I couldn’t help but think back to the memory. I was so pissed at him, but he found a way to make it all better again. As always.

~.:o:.~

*FLASHBACK*

“Emily....Emily, open the door. It was just a joke”

I glared at the locked bedroom door that separated me from Harry. I had locked myself in here at least six hours ago when I saw the newspaper and all of the teasing that came on social network sites.

I was the laughing stock of Twitter now and all of the boys joined in thinking it was hilarious that I had all sorts of rude things drawn on my face when I was sleeping. Harry thought it was all fun and games too until I decided to lock myself in the bedroom, windows and all (he had tried to get through one). Now he sat outside the door begging for me to open it and telling me how sorry he was, but I was so pissed off that I didn’t even care.

“Emily....I’m sorry. Please open the door”

His voice held so much sincerity that I almost opened it, but I held my ground. I heard him sigh deeply then get up and walk downstairs. I sat against the door and sighed, fighting back tears that were threatening to fall. I hated fighting with him, but the backlash I was getting for that picture was getting to be too much.

A few minutes passed before my the silence was broken by my phone beeping. I picked it up and saw a new mention on Twitter. When I opened it I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. It was from Harry. He had taken a photo of himself with ‘I’m a dick’ written across his forehead and a piece of paper with the words ‘I’m sorry, Emily’ that he held over his mouth.

I stood up and slowly unlocked the door to see Harry standing there with the same words written across his forehead. I let out a laugh at the sight.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would blow up this much” he said softly.

“Well...You certainly made up for it”

He smiled and crashed his lips onto mine, hands holding my cheeks.

“I love you so much” he said between kisses.

“I love you, too”

“Good....So can you help me get this off now before it sinks in?” I thought it over for a moment then grinned.

“Nope” I said as I walked away from him.

He didn’t quite learn his lesson yet.

*END FLASHBACK*

“You did, but if you do it again then I’ll feed you to the sharks”

“Alright, alright. I won’t. Hmm...now what to draw”

He thought it over for a moment then grinned and started doodling. I watched him write out ‘Harry + Emily’ on my forearm then draw a big heart around it. I smiled and kissed his cheek then laid my head on his shoulder to watch him draw random doodles around it. My eyes began to droop and soon I was sound asleep.

~.:o:.~

“Emily, wake up. We’re here” Harry said, shaking me gently.

“Five more minutes” I mumbled tiredly.

“I’d love to let you sleep more, but Cal is waiting for us. Now up you go”

He pulled me to my feet, keeping his arms around me as I wobbled slightly. When I was finally awake we grabbed our things and walked off the plane to meet a man who was wearing khaki shorts and a blue hawaiian shirt.

‘This must be Cal’

He was a friend of Harry’s who worked in the music business as well. From what Harry told me, they met some time during his recording sessions on the What Makes You Beautiful album and became friends. I found it a little odd that he was friends with so many older people, but then again it shows his maturity to a point. Although, he can be the biggest child at times.

“Emily? Helloooo. Anyone home?” Harry asked as he snapped his fingers in front of my face.

“Huh? What?” I asked the two of them.

“You totally spaced out” Harry said with a chuckle.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Anyways, as I was saying. Emily, this is Cal Langston” Harry introduced.

“Hello, I’m Emily” I said politely shaking his hand. “Sorry for spacing out. I just woke up”

“That’s perfectly alright. It’s nice to finally meet the girl who got this kid here to settle down” he joked, nudging Harry in the side.

Harry chuckled and rubbed the back of his head, a little embarrassed by his comment. I took his hand and smiled at him to let him know that it was alright and he shouldn’t worry about it.

“Anyways, let’s get you two to your getaway. Follow me”

We followed Cal to the waiting car that already had our things placed inside. We piled in the car and he drove off through the city. I looked out the window and smiled at all the shops and cute little restaurants with outdoor dining areas. Spending two weeks here would definitely be fun.

We eventually came to the docks where Cal had a boat waiting for us to take us to his island.
He started explaining what it was like as the boat driver took us out to sea.

“It’s small, but big enough for you two to go for little walks around the beach if you like. I have a feeling that you’ll love it, Emily. My wife is a lot like you from what Harry tells me and she never wants to leave. he told me.

“I’m sure I won’t either after this” I said with a smile. “This place is beautiful and I’ve only seen a small part of it”

“Just wait until sunset. It’s breathtaking. Oh, and there is a little party going on two days from now. There’s going to be dancing and entertainment. You two should go”

“That sounds like fun” Harry said, looking at me for my reaction.

“Yeah, it does” I agreed.

Cal nodded and turned to see that we were coming up on the beach house.

“Ah, here it is”

I let out a small gasp when I saw the place. It was beautiful. The house sat right on the beach with sliding glass doors that led onto a small patio before hitting the sand. Inside was just as amazing as the outside. We walked through the patio doors straight into the living room with the kitchen on the opposite wall. It had hardwood floors that had a dark finish on them that shined in the sunlight. The bedroom, which was to the left of the living room, held a king sized bed that looked out onto the beach with a perfect view of the ocean hitting against the shore. On the other side of the house was the bathroom which had a full shower and jacuzzi bathtub that I’m sure we would end up using within the next few days.

“Wow. This house is amazing. Thank you so much for letting us stay here.” I told Cal.

“Hey, it’s no problem. I’m happy to help. Anyways, I’ll leave you two alone. I have all the numbers for boat or car drivers and so on written on the fridge. You can always call me if all else fails, too”

“Alright. Thanks a lot, mate” Harry said.

“Any time. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have a flight to catch back to England. Have fun you two. Oh, and Harry” he leaned in to whisper something to Harry who nodded.

“Got it, thanks”

“Alright. See you two in a few weeks” he said before walking out.

“Bye” We called, waving to him as they drove off.

“What did he say to you?” I asked Harry curiously.

“Just told me where some things are that we might be needing later”

I nodded and we both turned to stare out at the sea. Within seconds we faced each other once more with smiles on our faces, knowing that we had the same thought.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” Harry asked.

“If you mean swimming, then yes. Knowing you it’s the type of swimming that involves no clothes”

He gave me a cheeky grin to prove my theory correct.

“We’ll save that for tonight when no one can see us if they drive by” I told him as I walked into the bedroom to get my bikini.

“Aw, fine” He said, following me with a pout.

I tossed his swim trunks at him, still searching for the bottoms for my suit. Harry quickly changed into his trunks then walked over to help me look and found them in my second suitcase.

“How can you find anything in the endless pit that is your suitcases?” he asked me as I took the bottoms from him.

“I don’t know. It’s a girl thing. Now can you please move so I can go change?” He was standing right in front of the door, blocking me from leaving the room. He smirked and shook his head.

“Nope.” he replied with a cheeky grin.

“Harry” I said firmly.

“Emily” he replied with a happy tone.

“...Fine. Just...turn around”

“Why? It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before”

“I know, but....gah just do it or you can swim by yourself tonight”

He sighed and turned around so he was facing away from me. I turned away from him as well and began to undress myself, knowing that he would end up sneaking a few peeks anyways. Even though we had....you know....’done it’....a few times I still felt self-conscious about changing in front of him. I don’t know...I just have this feeling that whenever he sees me with no clothes that he’s going to pounce on me and it’s kind of intimidating at times. I’m still not used to being looked at like that.

“No peeking” I said, glancing back at him as he turned away.

“I can’t guarantee that, love” he replied cheekily.

I smiled and shook my head before returning to the task at hand. I slipped on the bottoms of my black bikini then tied the back strings for the top. After that I threw the other strings up over my shoulders and held the fabric in place as I walked over to Harry.

“Can you tie this please?” I asked him.

He turned around and took the strings from me so I could move my hair out of the way. He pulled on them until they were tight enough, then tied them into a knot. I waited for him to pull his hands away, but instead he let them trail down my sides until they came to a stop at my hips. His soft lips came in contact with my exposed shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses up to my neck where he nipped at the skin. I tilted my head to give him better access, eyes closing as I enjoyed the feeling of his gentle touch.

Then the feeling suddenly disappeared along with his hands. I opened my eyes and turned around to see him running down to the water, laughing as he went. I ran after him and tackled him into the water when he paused to look back at me. We came up laughing and I splashed him in the face.

“What was that for?” He asked with a smile.

“For leaving me hanging back there” I said with a pout.

“Ah, well I can make up for that” he said, learning in for a kiss.

I splashed him again and swam away.

“No. You lost your chance now”

“I don’t think so, missy” he said, chasing after me.

I screamed and swam as fast as I could back to the shore. I made it two feet from the line where the sand met the water before he grabbed my legs, pulling me down into the sand. I squealed and tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but he held onto me tightly as he tickled into my sides. I cracked up laughing, still attempting to get away.

“S-stop! Hahaha!” I gasped between laughter.

“Not unless you say ‘Harry Styles is the sexiest man alive’” he said with a laugh.

“Never!”

“Alright then. I’ll just keep tickling you”

This went on for a few moments more before I finally gave in.

“Alright! Alright! Harry Styles is the sexiest man alive!” I yelled.

He smiled and sat up on his knees.

“Aw, thanks babe”

Before he could react I sat up, wrapping my arms around his torso, and pulled him back into the sand before climbing on top of him so I was straddling his waist. I pinned his hands down, our faces just inches apart. He stared up at me with a grin on his face.

“I quite like this position” he said cheekily.

“Oh really?”

I brushed my lips against his, running my hands down his arms and chest then back up again. He tried to lean up to kiss me fully, but I pulled back and smirked before moving down his chest, leaving butterfly kisses along the way. I glanced up, seeing his eyes close as I got lower and lower before stopping just above his shorts line. I moved up and kissed his nose without going any further. He growled and the next thing I knew I was lying on the sand once again, his body hovering over mine.

“That wasn’t very nice” he said, his lust filled eyes looking down into mine.

“You started it”

“Then I’ll finish it”

His lips crashed onto mine, both of us immediately falling into sync. A wave came over us, splashing water in our faces, but we didn’t stop. My hands moved up into his wet hair, pulling him even closer to me. His tongue moved across my bottom lip, asking for entrance that I gladly allowed. We quickly found ourselves getting lost in the kiss...in the passion behind it. For the first time in months we felt free of worry and grief, and the tension between us was finally able to get out.

Well...for a moment anyways.

We were broken apart by the roar that originated from my empty stomach. We hadn’t eaten much on the jet and I slept half the time so I had eaten less than Harry had. We both looked at each other for a second before bursting into laughter.

“Leave it to your stomach to ruin the moment” Harry said with a laugh.

“Shut up. I can’t help it” I pouted.

“I know, I know. Come on. I’ll make you some food.”

He stood up and pulled me to my feet, leaving our hands intertwined as he led me back up to the house. While he made dinner I grabbed some towels and dried myself off enough so I could slip on some denim shorts. After that I brought Harry a towel and dried his torso off as he cooked pasta for us. Once he was dry I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head against his back.

“That smells good” I told him as I placed a kiss on his shoulder blade.

“It’s going to taste even better. Plus it’ll satisfy that lion of a stomach you have...Ow!” He yelped spinning around to look at me. “Did you just bite me?”

“No” I said innocently.

“Okay, you need to take a step back.” He said, pushing me back gently until I was up against the counter before lifting me up onto it. “I know you’re hungry, but that doesn’t mean you can resort to cannibalism”

I giggled and made a bite motion towards him that made him jump back.

“Hey! I will tie you up if I have to!” he said, holding the plastic spoon out for defense.

“Oh, please do. I don’t think I can control my hunger for human flesh” I joked.

“That’s not funny, Emily”

“You know...We’re the only ones here...alone on this island...no way of escape...We’re far enough away so no one would hear you scream”

“Emily, please stop. You’re freaking me out now” he said uneasily.

I let out a laugh.

“Fine, fine.....You know I think I’ll eat your arms first. Lots of muscle meat.”

"Emily!"

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