The House On The Corner (Niall Horan Fan-Fic)

Emily and Justin had been together for 2 years now, but Emily ends it after Justin was caught cheating. After the breakup, she is heartbroken and goes on a walk, only to find a stranger who she just can't figure out. She is warned away, but will she listen?


3. Meet my life

Emily's POV

I woke up to the sound of my angle brothers' voices.

'WAKE UP YOU FAT DOODY HEAD!" the twins screamed at me, while jumping on me.

I sighed and got out of bed to go down stairs. The whole time Cody and Connor throwing their toys at me.

My little brothers were 9 years old and annoying as hell. But, I never fought back. If I touched a wittle hair on their pwecious wittle head (note the sarcasm) Julie would scream at me, then my Dad. But, if they hit me, insulted me, or even if they shot me they would receive "Oh aren't you just adorable!"

Julie was my step-mom. She absolutely hated the fact that I was my mother's child. She hated me but did it with class. By that, I mean she didn't show it, but made it obvious to me. I was used to it.

If you're wondering 'bout my mom, well, she passed.

I loved my Dad. He was amazing,perfect, and just awesome. Julie, I didn't love her, but I didn't hate her, or my half-brothers. I loved them to an extent. My half-brothers were super annoying and mean but I still loved them.To an extent. If they had a bad day, didn't care. If someone hurt them physically, I'm all about it.

Julie, she was just like having a dog in the same house as someone who is a cat person.

I said good morning to Julie and Dad, ate my cereal, and headed towards school.

I already knew today was going to suck. So I decided not to draw attention to myself by going back to my old style.

As I walked into school, people yelled at me, calling me a slut,whore,skank etc. They also told me I should go die, I didn't deserve life, I should go slit my wrists or drink bleach. 

I was trying to get to my locker when someone tripped me.

I just got up and continued, ignoring the insults. When I reached my locker, it was spray painted with the words botch all over it. Everyone was laughing. I looked around when my eyes landed on Sydney.

Sydney made the pouty face and waved to me.

I ran, I ran as fast as I could to the library and ran inside, crying. I shut the door and ran to my corner. Luckily, no one was in here.

I cried against the chair for a bit when I felt warm arms embrace me.

I looked up to the eyes of Ms. Bachwood. I hugged her back.

Ms. Bachwood was like my mom. She was the librarian and basically knew everything about me. She always gave me advice or just was there for me. When I had performances for my guitar practices and Dad couldn't make it, she'd be there for me. And she wasn't the stereotypical librarian. Ms, Bachwood was only about 26, she was really pretty and didn't wear glasses.

After hugging, I said good bye, and left.

And kept on walking.

Out the school.

To my house.

Luckily Julie and Dad work so no one was home. I walked in, dropped my bag, grabbed my guitar case and songbook along with my phone and other necessities and through them into my hobo bag(not my guitar)

I didn't even realize where I was going until I was staring at the corner house. I walked back into that wonderful garden and began to strum and hum.

Luckily, that was my last day of school. I had started a bit early so I get more summer time.

I was playing Kiss Mee by Ed Sheeran and singiong to it on that bench when I heard a twig crack and a few noises that were human.

"Who's there?" I spoke up.

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