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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.


8. Its all my fault

"What do we do now?" Harry asked, looking at me weakly. I felt really bad, my father says he's out of the band, he isn't with his friends, second family any more, and worst of all..This was all so we could have sex, make love. Two, nearly Three, times! All of this, been both homeless now, been in deep trouble by my father, and all of those events that will follow. I just looked at him. I felt so bad. Just looked at how beautiful he looked. "I really don't know..My mum is back in like ten minutes, I'll explain to her what happened, HE PULLED MY HAIR AND PUNCHED YOU. MY MUM HATE VIOLENCE! I shouted, loud enough for the evil one inside the house to hear. He looked at me and smiled. I wasn't in the mood for smiling right now, I just looked blank at him in the eyes, and looked to the floor. 

"DARLING WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE IN THE COLD? GO INSIDE AND GET WARM..OH AND HARRY TOO!" My mum was here. Shit. I couldn't walk in I'd get hit. And I couldn't stay satin the cold. Me&Harry was in far too much trouble already. "ERM..I'LL WALK IN WITH YOU!" I said. I felt a lump in my throat. Harry smiled at me and nodded his hair as if we were murderers about to go to court. HE held my hand, I quickly let go. My mother was still there. "OK. ERM..HARRY DID YOU JUST HOLD HER HAND?!" My mum shouted from the other side of the road. "I GIVE HER SOME MONEY, MRS BROOKES!" He shouted, then looked at me far too cheekily. 

We walked in, Me&Harry was walking behind my mother, we felt safe. But that feeling of safeness was gone. My father trodded down the stairs, smiling, but that smile changed when his eyes moved to face me. "GET THEM OUT OF MY HOUSE!" He shouted. My mum looked at us confused. "Why? Listen, they were in the freezing cold and they were.." My mum began to explain, but hell broke loose and my father interrupted her "OUR DAUGHTER HAD SEX WITH HARRY..AND YOU KNOW..HE IS OUT OF THE BAND! SHE IS NOT WELCOME IN THIS FAMILY. SHE IS A WHORE!" He shouted at her, twisting her wrist. "DAVID! STOP IT, DAVID.. YOU GET OUT! YOU ARE THE LITTLE WHORE. GET OUT. ..AND HARRY, YOU GET OUT! SHE IS MY DAUGHTER! ALL OF YOU, OUT!" She screamed. She was angry, and that wasn't a good thing. "no..Harry, no. I refuse him to go. If he goes, I go. I love him mum, I really do! This is all my fault!" I shouted, holding onto Harry as he pulled out of the door. 

"NO! HARRY PLEASE DONT GO I LOVE YOU PLEASE DONT GO! WE ARE PERFECT TOGETHER HARRY!" I screamed as he made his way to the distance. He walked, ignoring me. "HARRY PLEASE I LOVE YOU DONT LEAVE ME!" I screamed. He still ignored me. I sat down on the cold grass. Laid there 'till he came back. He was gone, vanished. He was out of my sight. I looked at my mother like she was a monster. "I HATE YOU SO MUCH!" I screamed as making my way to the house and up to my room. It felt mad, not feeling Harry stopping the door to be closed. 

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