seduce and destroy

getaway tour bus

Emerys POV:

the next few weeks of traveling, me and Harry didn't get along. He was such a dick towards everyone, and although i grew up broken and alone, i learned to always be kind. Unfortunately, he wasn't the same

Harry would always snap at me whenever he felt like it, and took all his emotional anger out on me like i did something wrong, which was exactly what my mother did. atleast she had a reason...

"don't listen to him" louis would always tell me "he's just frustrated."

why cant i do anything right💔

one moment in particular that bothered me was when I found out that they had a concert the next week that I had to attend.

"Why cant she just stay in the bus or something!? Her in the front row will fucking distract me!" He screamed, shoving Liams puzzle that he bought in Australia off the table. Liam held back his tears as he slowly picked up the pieces.

"Harry, she's right there, man."

"Why cant we just lock her in the bathroom until we get to the...location." He growled not-so discreetly to Louis. "She's too distracting."

"How am I distracting?"I bud in, having enough.

"What did i say about you talking to me, bitch!?"

"i'm tired of you insulting me! if i'm so distracting, maybe i should leave!"

"go right ahead!" Harry threw his arms up.

"Harry." Louis seethed threw his teeth.

"Fuck you, fuck all of you, i'm going to smoke some drugs n stuff and write dark poems-i-i mean, poems?? that's gross and gay, just like all of you. Later." He grabbed his lighter and notebook, leaving the premises.

I screamed in frustration , running to the bathroom. I sat down on the toilet and cried. I plugged in my head phones, blasting Olivia Rodrigo as I relocated to crying on the bathroom floor. What did I do to deserve this horrid life?

Suddenly, I heard the door open, and standing in front of me was Niall. His blue orbs met mine, and his eyebrows (or lack there of) furrowed, making me bite my lip. I wasn't sure what he was feeling or what he was about to do.

"Emery..." He whispered, his voice sounding much raspier than it was usually. I sat up, wiping away my tears. he then reached towards me, his dry hand wiped across my face just below my nose. him being my tissue seemed to be our little thing.

"Niall" My voice is shaky as he lifts me up from the bathroom floor, my tears are dry but i still feel the sting on my face.

His intense stare was much different than Harrys, it wasn't cold or hostile, it was just...intense. the way he grabbed me was so gentle but firm. it was a bit awk tho, since he was holding me from my armpits which were a little sweaty tbh. i couldn't tell if the bus was hot or if it was just him.

"i smell." i look away, and from the corner of my eye i see his eyes immediately drift to my cleavage. nobody's ever payed attention to my double Ds before❤️‍🔥.

"it turns me on." he replies, his eyes reverting back to mine. i slightly puff my chest out so he'd look at my money makers again.

"so," i say in a baby-like voice, "what are you doing?"

he took in a sharp breathe. "i want to have sexual intercourse with you, if that's ok" He pursed his lips together, trying his best to not stare at my breasts as i continued to puff my chest out. "you look like a penguin."

"ok" i moaned, jumping on top of him and wrapping my legs around his torso.he fell back against the door as my lips pressed hard against his.

Unfortunately, the sexual intercourse only lasted 3 seconds, but that's ok❤️

Harrys POV:

I looked through the little window in the bus to see Niall and Emery fucking. I was going to fucking kill him.

No, what am I saying?

I hate that whore. if she wants to suck that irish bitches dick, then fine. i don't care. i have one mission and one mission only, and whatever feelings i have for her won't matter once we get to the mafia headquarters.