Emily's Story

Emily is an eighteen year old girl living in England. Her step father and she plans to escape right after graduation. The only problem is she has to take her little sister Kylie with her. What happens when she meets Zayn a dark haired boy who cares too much? And Liam who cant bear to have her leave when she goes back to their hotel? On top of that, can she manage to stay out of her step father's grasp while taking on the new face of One Direction's family?

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             I looked away quickly and focused on the road. About fifty feet up the street was a giant hotel. “Wow there it is!” Kylie exclaimed from behind us. I turned around and saw Kylie sitting on Zayn’s shoulders.

             “Zayn…” I gave him a warning glance and he slid Kylie down into a normal piggy back position and I nodded and approval. Throughout the whole time we – they had been walking, I kept arguing with Liam for him to put my down. He refused time and time again.

             “Liam –“I started.

             “The answer is no Emily,” He cut me off, knowing what I would ask. I crossed my arms over my chest defeated. We walked into the building and the boys knew exactly where they were heading. They stepped into the elevator and Zayn hit the button for the top floor.

             “I would like to make it perfectly clear that we will be staying for two days only – three max.” I stated. They all looked at me. Kylie didn’t say anything; she knew my mind was made up.

             “We’ll see,” Zayn said quietly. The elevator ding released the tension that was built up by my announcement. “So there are three other guys. Louis, Harry, and Niall,” Zayn announced while Liam carried me out and Zayn walked with Kylie on his back still.

             There were two men guarding the door to the hotel and they nodded at Zayn and Liam before opening the door for them. They eyed Kylie and me warily and I looked for signs of a threat. When we entered the room I saw a giant flat screen with an L couch, a comfortable looking chair, and a decent sized kitchen. There was also a hallway that I assumed lead to bedrooms.

             Three heads turned in our direction and I turned my head away from them. “Put me down please,” I requested of Liam. He brought me to the couch and dropped me down onto it.

             “That’s not what I meant,” I snapped as I stood up.

             “Harry, Louis, and Niall I’d like you to meet Kylie and Emily,” Zayn introduced us. I checked the clock on the wall; 1 o’clock. The other boys came over to me and waved hello. I ushered Kylie over and she sat down next to me.

             “So what are you doing here?” The boy I assumed Harry was asked me as he sat down.

             “This and that. But don’t worry, we’ll be gone in a couple of days,” I replied vaguely. Zayn disappeared down the hallway and for a second I panicked but then he came back a minute later carrying a box.

              “Let’s look at how bad that ankle really is,” Zayn said as he walked over to me. First he removed my trainers and socks. Then he looked over my leg. “I don’t understand how you were able to walk on this,” He told me.

             “Why? It’s not that bad compared to…” I trailed off realizing I had said too much. Zayn looked up at me but I refused to acknowledge him. After a minute he grabbed an ace bandage from the kit he brought back with him and wrapped it around my foot.

             “Are you guys hungry?” Liam called from the kitchen.

             “I am!!” The blond one called.

             “You’re always hungry Niall,” Zayn complained.

             “Are you hungry?” I asked Kylie. She nodded.

             “Grilled cheeses for you two then?” Liam questioned us. I nodded and brought Kylie to my lap.

             “No matter what happens you have to listen to me okay?” I asked Kylie with urgency.

             “They aren’t going to hurt us li-“Kylie started to say.

             “Kylie,” I shushed her.

             “Sorry,” She apologized.

             “It’s okay,” I assured her. “Just don’t tell them anything about Rob,” I whispered. She nodded.

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