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Emily, the 17 year old directioner, from London. Who like most of the population of teenagers all over the world dreams of marrying him, her dreams get lost, is it really close to happening? No. This mystery man would give her feelings that no one else could give her, love, lost, and hatred. Would never seeing him, or thinking about him again going to help. surely not. Well, you could say that this story, these events would leave you wanting, wondering, maybe even crying.


11. He goes, I go

We made our way down the stairs, Harry was behind me, holding onto my arms. Was he scared? I heard the sound of my mums humming. She was in the kitchen, which leaded to the stairs. I walked to the second step. She saw me. "EMILY..I'M MAKING YOU SOME...W..What is he doing here Emily? What are you thinking?!" She whispered, so quiet I hardly heard her. I felt a lump in my throat. I just took the trouble, saying nothing. I knew if I fought back she would get mad. And I didn't want that. "..Mum please. Let me explain. Come into the living room. I can't tell you here. I need you to understand me for just once in your life. Come on.." I spoke. She looked at me like she was going to explode. What was she thinking? I got scared of what her reply to that would be. "Ok..Emily. I have no idea what your playing at. I'll be of the sofa" She walked off. I turned to look at Harry, who was smirking but had tears in his eyes. "Listen!" I whispered. "You can't speak right now. But all I want you to do is sit here, on these steps and just wait. If I tell her everything about us..She might understand. Just might. I'm seventeen its not like she can make me leave you. If you go, I go anyway" I said to him. He didn't even make any face gestures. I got nervous. I walked in the room to see my mother sitting on the sofa on the left with her cup of tea. I sat on the right sofa, to get a bit of space for everything that was about to come out. She nodded her head as to give me a gesture that it was safe to speak. "Mum..Please. If you get mad at this I will never forgive you. If he goes, I go. I love Harry Edward Styles and he loves me. Yeah, I went behind yours and dads back. But please. I cant ever tell you how sorry I am for that. But dad hurt me. HE HURT YOU. Niall and Louis was so tempted to run at him and do something, but yet you forgive him. He may not be living her any more but I hear you on the phone. He doesn't deserve you. Seventeen years he's been with you..Hurt you. Please. Do you understand any of this?" I clapped my hands together. She looked tired, just stared. 30 seconds later, she opened her mouth. "I thought this was why Harry was on my stairs? Give me a excuse for that.. WHY EMILY? Why was he here last night?" She said in a plain voice. She looked warned out. 

"..SO. There That's the reason he was here. I'm sorry but you need to understand that I'm..In love. Mother. Please don't do this!" I finished explaining with tears streaming down my face. She was crying to. She got up to give me a hug. "Get Harry in here.. I need a private word with him.." She spoke in my hear, and then kissed my head. 

Harry walked in, with a shaggy look about him. I closed the door behind him so they could get peace. 

"Now..Harry. Do you love my daughter? Would you do anything to keep her? Is it true love?" She sat on the edge of the sofa. He put his hands in his pocket, smirking at the ground. "Mrs. Brookes, I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER!.." He started to say but cried.. He couldn't breath through how sad he was. "..I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER..THOSE DAYS WITHOUT HER HURT, DRAGGED SO MUCH. AND IF YOU UNDERSTAND THIS I WILL TREAT YOUR DAUGHTER LIKE THE PRINCESS SHE IS. BUT IF YOU DONT. I'LL GO. IF ITS TRUE LOVE SHE'LL FIND ME. I'M SORRY.." He stumbled to the floor, head in hands. Mrs. Brookes just looked at him, trying not to cry. "OK, I do trust you! I know how much you love her! And if you love her you'd treat her with respect. Show her how much you love her.." She smiled. He looked up, surprised. He shot up and hugged her whilst crying. 

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