The Payne He Left Me

Life had gotten worse for poor Emily. After Liam and the boys left breaking her heart, everything went down hill. She has tattoos and peircings, smokes, cuts all up and down her arms, and sees a counselour twice a month. To top on that, she hates her job at Starbucks, and James got a boyfriend and doesn't see her often. Mostly, she's all alone besides her cat. But when she runs into someone special, what will happen? ~**Sequel To 'Why Do You Hate Me, What've I Done?'**~

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8. Flashbacks

"Em, get up. Get up. EM!" A familiar accent rings through my ears, shaking me awake. "Whaaaa?" I groan. I lift open one eye to find a cheeky curly-haired boy staring down at me, sitting on my waist."Hey" I grin. "Hi." He smiles back down. I yawn groggily, "How'd you get in here Harry?"

He chuckles, "Door was unlocked." Crap, I always forget to lock it while I'm at home. "Oh.. Wait, why are you here?" "We all wanted to hang out today! I hope you don't mind, Dani, El, Perrie, and a friend of Liam's is coming along too."

"No, of course not. What're we doing?" "Going to a movie, then back to Nialls'." I nod and say, "Can you get off me now?" "Depends."

"On what?" "Can I have a kiss?"

"H-how can I-I get you o-off me?" I giggle. "A kiss?" Liam asks."O-ok!" I say and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Not good enough." he teases, he stops tickling me. I give him a peck on the lips.

I shake my head vigourusly, getting the memory out of my head. I've been getting flashbacks often. Harry looks hurt. "N-no Harry, I'm sorry just a bad memory.." I say, a tear falling from my eye. One fell from his as well, but I wipe it away with my thumb before he can, and lean in close, so our lips touch, and we snog for a good two minutes.

He grins down at me, "Now I'll get off you." I smile, and search in my closet for some clothes. I get a Hello Kitty shirt, my bow necklace, some red ripped jean shorts, and my black XX High converse. I walk to the bathroom, and pull them on, combing my hair, applying mascara, and brushing my teeth.

I walk out to Harry, and we go out to his car. We ride along in silence, hands held together. I glance at the clock. "One o'clock? Damn, I slept forever!" I say.

He chuckles, and shakes his head. "Who was that, uh, memory about?" He asks. Oh, well this would be awkward..

"It was... with.. Liam, that day on the beach. He asked me that when he was tickling me." I smile at the ground. Harry let go of my hand. I frown, and look back up. "You don't like him anymore.... Do you?" He says, not taking his eyes off the road.

"No!" I lie. "Of course not." He shrugs, and we ride in silence once again. We get to the cinema, and walk out, meeting the boys, Dani, El, and Perrie. We talk outside for a moment then buy our tickets."Hey... where's Liam?" I ask.

As if I said it on cue, Liam and a girl walk up the stairs, the girl clinging tightly onto Liam's arms. I swear, she looked so familiar. "Sorry lads, traffic rush." Oh Jesus. I was in a fuckload of trouble. That girl..

"L-Liam." I say, my voice cracking. "Is that Christa?" Harry squezees my hand tightly.

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