Over Again (Harry Styles/One Direction)

Emily Rose was just your normal 17 year old with a lot of responsibilities. She went to school and worked at a coffee shop to earn money for her ill father, a retired cop. Lately she's been feeling like her life was boring and repetitive this was until one day former gang member Harry Styles came into the shop. They had an instant connection, but what happens when gang members, sickness, death, and drugs are doing everything they can to tear them apart?


16. The surprise

Over Again

Chapter 16:

Emily P.O.V

Secrets. I've never liked them. If something isn't so bad why should you hide it? When there are secrets there are lies and when there are lies the people that care about you get hurt.

I knew there had to be a reason to all this. Where had the guy gone that tried to kill me? Was he dead? And how did Louis stop him! And what was with that weird phone call with Harry . He thought I was sleeping but I actually heard most of it. Who was on the other line and what did they say to make him so angered?

But every time I tried to ask questions Harry would just say.

"There's nothing wrong." Or my personal favorite "Everything's fine."

Yeah right, like I'd believe that for a second.

The week after the accident I finally got to convince Harry to let me go to work, but he insisted on coming with me everyday. I had to say he was very persistent.

"I really don't understand why you won't let me go to work." I whined my head feeling heavy from the headache this little disagreement was giving me.

"Emily, I don't want you to get hurt."

"I get it but I need to go to work to pay for my fucking apartment. Retirement checks aren't very much money and definitely aren't enough to pay for me and my dads expenses!"

Harry sat on the couch next to me his voice getting louder with frustration.

"You don't seem to understand what could of happened if Louis haven't got there when he did." Harry said forcefully as he held onto my arm tightly.

"I know, I could have died. But that doesn't mean I'm going to be scared to go outside. Or stay in your apartment for the rest of my life. Bad things happen I get it but I need to take care of my family Harry." I stated

"I don't want anything else to happen to you. I'd never forgive myself."

I gave him a weak smile promising him that I'll be okay and he has absolutely nothing to worry about.

He sighed "Fine, but I'm going with you..... Everyday"

I shook my head slightly. He couldn't possibly stay for every shift that's just crazy.







"Ah!!" I groaned giving up on this argument because obviously it was getting us no where. I turned my head to look at him before I moved my hand onto his rubbing my thumb lightly over his pale knuckles.

"Okay" I sighed


"Yes, just don't complain to me when your bored."

He nodded looking at our conjoined hands before pulling away from me completely. He got up and went to his room grabbing his gray benie and walked back over to me holding his hand out. I grabbed onto it as he pulled me up from the couch.

"Lets not be late for your first shift then." he stated before pulling both of us out the door and into the cold.

My shift lasted about four hours. Four fucking hours of serving rude people. Four hours of making most of the same drinks over and over again. I didn't miss work at all but I had to come back no matter how much I hated it. Harry wasn't complaining though he would come up every hour for a new drink which gave him a little time to talk to me before the next customer would complain about how they can do my job better than me.

After work me and Harry went back to his apartment I texted my dad letting him know I won't be home but I had left money on the kitchen counter for him to use if needed.

Out of nowhere Harry's phone started ringing. I was about to get him but I heard the shower water running. I decided to pick it up he'd probably apriciate that more that just letting it go to voice mail. So I answered the phone with a sweet


"Oh the girl! Lovely I thought I would just get Harry but this... This is even better."

"Uh who's this?"

"This is just a friend of Harry's love. I wanted to see if he found my little present." What the fuck is he talking about?

"I'll take you silence as not knowing. Well you can find it instead it'"" probably get a rise out of him anyway"

"What is you name again, love"

"I never gave you my name" I said in a small voice. I don't know what it was about this guy but even by just hearing his voice he was intimidating.
"But it's Emily."

He chuckled darkly "Emily, what a sweet name, well Emily I would like you to look on Harry's kitchen counter there is a small white envelope open it and you'll see a surprise. Bye for now my dear."

And then the line went dead.

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