Maybe He Loves Me, Or Maybe Not

Emily Hills has been living with an abuse father. Her mom died when she was 15 years old and 3 years later she has to deal with her dad. All that keeps her going is one band and in that band one person, Niall Horan and when she meets him, nothing is ever the same again.


5. Chapter 4


Emily POV: 

I ran as soon as he was out of sight. It was probably the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me. I looked like a mess. I shook my head an remembered how secure and strong his arms held me. I blushed crimson.

"Stupid girl." I muttered to myself. I had run all the ah to my house and was out of breath. I wasn't sure if dad was awake or not. I sighed, I could exactly delay it anymore. I slowly walked it.

"Dad I'm home." I called out, my voice quietly echoed thought the halls. Then I heard him walking over.

"Where have you been all day?" He demanded. My dad had a suit on and like he was about to go out. He had a scowl on his face. I cowered away in fear of getting hit again.

"I left you a note this morning....." I trailed off. Well it looked like he didn't read it from his reaction.

"You know I have a killer headache this whole day. Emily, really are stupid aren't you?" He said in disgust. I flinched away. I wasn't stupid. But my own father was telling me I am. Maybe I am stupid. I haven't done anything good. I've only caused trouble. Maybe dad was right. I am stupid. I was never going to be good enough for him or anyone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise you we're hungover." I murmured. Bad answer. I knew he was hungover but not so much that he couldn't read a simple note. Dad usually didn't care about my where abouts as long as I came home.

"Sorry doesn't do anything. If you would use what brain you have you wouldn't be apologising to me." He retired. Dad was right. I could have done something else.

I bit my tongue and didn't say anything. It stung my heart to hear all these hurtful things. If mom was here she would tell dad he was being stupid and to stop complaining so much. Actually of mom was still here dad wouldn't be saying any of this stuff. Dad gave me a hard stare before heading to the door.

"They called me in. I won't be back until later tonight." He murmured. He didn't look back as he went out the door.

Dad was actually a very powerful man. Believe it or not. He was the Vice President of a music company. People there thought he was awesome. They didn't know what he did when he was stressed out.

His co workers came over one time for some party. Dad was laughing and smiling. But I know they were forced laughs and fake smiles. If I talked he would narrow his eyes and would mentally tell me to stop because I was making a fool of myself and him. When they all left he came after me. Every hit he would say how stupid I am. Why couldn't behave a better daughter. He was stuck with me.

I walked to my room and fell onto my bed. It hit me then: I had met Niall Horan,wanting to talk to him, and yet I had run away.

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