One Direction - Forever Young

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23. EMMA!

"EMMA!" I screamed. I looked in Emma's direction and saw a big hole. I looked down in it and Emma was in the hole. "Emma take my hand" I said. We tried to hold hands so I could lift her up, but I wasn't strong enough. "I'll help you" Harry said and looked at Emma. He lifted her up and I could see in her face how scared she was. "My dad must know about this place! He used to teach me how to make these. He made this so I could fall and they must be on their way over here" I said. "We have to go somewhere else". "We can go to our hotel room!" Harry said. "I'll call them now". He called Zayn and they would be here in 5 minutes. "We can't wait 5 minutes" I said. "They'll be here in 2 minutes". "I'll call him again and say that they have to meet us near your house then" Harry said. We started to walk while he called Zayn again. "They'll be there soon. But you can't stay with me! I'm a celebrity and because you're my new girlfriend there'll be millions of paparazzi's and you have to tell the police about how your dad have punched and kicked you hard and about how he broke your leg and everything you told me" Harry said. "Was it dad who broke your leg Niamh?" Emma said. "Yeah it was. Sorry I didn't tell you about it, but you're too young to know about it" I said. "It's okay you're just trying to protect me" she said and smiled. I loved her. But Harry was right. I had to tell the police about it. And if I didn't I would just involve Emma, Harry and Jade even more than I already had. I hated my self for telling Emma about it. She was too young to be involved in everything I had been through. They had always loved Emma lots more than me. But mom was nice, but she supported dad when he punched or kicked me. The only time she was on my side was when he broke my leg. Mom was scared of dad. "Could Zayn please drive me to the police? I wanna tell them about my dad" I said. " Of course" Harry said. "Hi!" Zayn said. He walked out of the car and we all walked into it again. We drove for a while. The last thing I remember was the sound of a cars crashing right into us.

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