Chapter 19

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***Harry's P.O.V.***

I watched as she stormed out of the room obviously angry. There goes my chance of getting any sleep. I ran out of my room after her.

"Emma please don't leave" she didn't turn around.

"Please! I'm sorry!" still no response. It's no use she wasn't going to talk to me. She ran into her room, and slammed her door. I walked into the living room where Liam, Niall, and Louis were staring at me while Zayn, and the rest of the girls were asleep.

"What happened?" Niall questioned.

"Can we talk somewhere else?" I looked around at everyone on the floor, and the nodded. We walked into my room shutting the door.

"Emma was upset, and I tried my hardest to comfort her, but then she started bringing up some things she has kept from me. So I kind of freaked out on her. Then she brought up some things I've kept from her trying to make it seem even, but there was really nothing I've kept from her. Anyway long story short I said something that upset her, and she ran out" they all nodded.

"You guys act like you're a frickin married couple. I swear you've fought more times than I can count" Louis exclaimed.

"Actually I'm pretty sure it was only three" I said standing up for myself. Liam looked like he was planning something in his head.

"I've got an idea" was I right? or was I right?

"And what would that be?" I asked kind of scared.

"We have you two go to couples counseling. With me!" I shook my head 'no', but seeing the look in those boys eyes told me I wasn't getting out of this one.

"Fine" was all I said. I really hope this works.

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***Emma's P.O.V.***

I heard a faint knock on my door.

"If you're Harry I don't want to talk to you" I screamed lifting my head from my pillow.

"It's Leeyum" I liked Liam, and all but he's too nice, and I can't yell at him if I get mad.

"Come in" I barely screamed. He walked right in, and sat at the edge of my bed. I sat up, and sat cross legged.

"No offense, but why are you in here?"

"What? I can't just talk to my bestest friend in the world?" I gave him a look, and he sighed.

"Fine, I'm here because of Harry, but before you say anything let me talk" I nodded wanting this to be over.

"You guys have been fighting a lot lately, and you've just gotten back together. Do you really want it to end this soon?" I shook my head, and he continued.

"Good. Now I know if we leave this for you to decide when to work it out, the problem will never be solved, soo..." I waited for him to continue.

"I've decided to give you two a little couple's counseling with the boys, and girls, and I. I figured you could work out your problems, and we'd be there to give a second opinion, and to make sure you guys don't leave without working things out. I would have it just you two, and I, but they wouldn't allow it" I nodded considering the idea.

"It's not like you guys will give me a choice anyway so what the hell?" he laughed, and seemed delighted that I had agreed. He grabbed my hand, and nearly dragged me into the living room. Where I saw they had rearranged the furniture so that the two couches were facing each other. Harry sat alone on the smaller of the two couches, and everyone else squeezed their way onto the bigger couch. Leaving Liam, and Zayn on chairs that sat on either side of the couch. I awkwardly sat next to Harry. He didn't look up.

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