Why do you hate me, What've I done?

Emily is a pretty normal sixteen year-old, she has short, red hair resembled to Hayley Williams', blue eyes, nice cheekbones. Other than she's an orphan; both her parents dead and she cuts. Emily just happens to fancy One Direction. She wins a contest to meet them, and she thinks it'll be like fanfictions and stories, they'll love her and become the best of friends and live happily ever after! No. But when the boys don't like her, how will she take it?


34. Butterflies

"Emily, are you alright?" Harry asks, wrapping his arms around me. "I guess- it's just-" I stop myself and he sighs, "Come on in." lettin go, gesturing for me to come in. We sit on his couch and he says, "Now, what's wrong love?" as he caresses my cheek. "Liam is too overprotective." "He just wants you to stay safe. If you really had been shot that day, Liam would've gone comepletly and utterley mad. We all would have."

I sigh, "I know, I just need my space, you know? Sorry I came all unexpectedly, I just needed to talk to somebody, and I knew you'd understand." Harry nods, and takes my hand in his. I half smle, even though being with him was wrong.

I rest my head on his chest, and I feel his breathing hitch. "So, erm, would you fancy watching a film?" I nod and he puts in Scream, coming back with a bowl of popcorn. "So cheeky Harry. I don't get scared that easy." I wink. "Awh, that's too bad. At least you can protect me." Harry smirks. We watch it, and by the end, I'm nearly in his lap. "Are you alright, Emily?" I shake my head, and he picks me up bridal style, carrying me into a room. He hands me a t-shirt and sweats after lying me down on the bed. "I'm across the hall if you need me. Night Em." I smile as he closes the door behind him, leaving me alone.

I pull on the clothes he gave me, which might I add were 6 times too large. I drift off in the cool duvet.\

Liam's P.O.V

I sat there on my couch, head in hands. I really should've given up and let her go right away. I'm such a bloke. I hear a knock at my door, and get up to answer it, when whoever's there barges in. "Liam!" Danielle squeals, jumping into my arms. I shake her off. "Get off me, I have a girlfriend, you know." She pouts, and starts to play with the buttons on my shirt.

"Stop that." I say, swatting her hand away. She walks in, and I close the door behind her. "Get outnoDanielle. You had your chance. Now, I love somebody else." She scoffs, "Hurtful much? Now, Liam, babe, I want you back. I wish I hadn't have broken up with you for that.... boy."

I push her away. "This isn't right. Go, now." Danieele suddenly pulls me toward her by my shirt collar. She presses her lips agaist mine. But, I let her. It was like I was hyponotized. It took a minute, but I realized what I was doing. I shove her away, nearly to the ground. "GET THE HELL OUT." I say, as I push her out the door. I put my back on the door and slide down it, face in hands. I cheated on her. Emily.Emily. The girl I love. I shouldn't tell her, she'd hate me. Okay, I won't tell her.

Emily's P.O.V


I awaken to the sun shining in through the curtains. Where am I? I think. I remember last night, and stand up, pulling my clothes on. I make up the bed, not wanting to be slobby. I walk out through his front door, and let the cool winds of May engulf me. I walk for a long time, until I'm at Liam's apartment. I walk in, the door unlocked. "Liam," I say. "I'm home babe." No anwser. Hmph. Must be asleep. I walk into our room, and sure enough he's there, sleeping soundlessly. I smile and crawl under the duvet with him, facing him. To wake him, I kiss his cheek and whisper, "Liam, babe. Wake up."

He's apparently suprised as he falls off the bed, after he squeals. He seems guilty almost. "Liam! It's just me, Emily." Liam nervously scratches the back of his neck. "Oh, er, hey Em!" Liam gets up, pulling me into a hug. "I thought you left..." I couldn't lie. "Yeah, I did." "Where'd you go?" "Er, I went to- I went to.... Hurry's herm." I say, mumbling the last part.

Liam's eyes widen. "Where'd you say you went?" He asks worridly. "I...... I went to Harry's home......" Liam scoffs, "So I'm not good enough for you? Apparently you didn't want to be alone. May I ask what the hell you did with Harry?"

"We didn't do anything! All we did was watch a scary movie and I slept in a guest room. You think I'd cheat on you! Don't you!" Liam scratches his neck again, then takes my hand in his. "No, of course not. I guess I was just jealous.... I'm really sorry Emily." He kisses the top of my hand, causing butterflies to flutter around freely in my stomach.

I hate it when he does that, making my stomach flip. It's like he doesn't know he drives me insanely happy. "It's fine." I mumble.

Liam agrees to let me go, whenever I want. So I go over to James' house. We talk for hours, feeling happy as ever.

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