HARRYS POV
"Harry." I could hear Niall. I turned around to face him. "We need to talk. Now. It's about Emily."
"What? Okay mate, what is it?" I sat on the couch in the dining room.
"Well..." he looked me in the eyes, and he was serious. He usually wasn't like that. Serious. He was always cheeky and fun. "Emily said something to me in the bathroom, and I think you should know it. She said that she didn't want to live. That she wanted to die."
My eyes got big. "She what?"
"That's what she said. She don't want to live anymore. She said she couldn't take it anymore, and that she wanted to die." he was quiet for a long time. "Harry...." he sighed and rubbed his hands. "Maybe we need to stop this now. You know, let her go. You can't keep her like this. It's torture."
"We can't let her go." I couldn't. I couldn't imagine being without her. She also just started to show feelings for me, I couldn't just let her go like that. I wanted her to be with me.
"Harry, she haven't been out since she came here. You at least gotta let her go out or something. Or take a walk with her, go to parties or something like that. Anything. She just can't be in here forever."
"Why do you care?!" I started to get annoyed by him. Why did he care that much?
"Because I do! I care! And she can't stay in there forever!" His voice got louder and louder. He almost yelled at me.
"What had she done to you? nothing. So why do you care? It's almost like you're into her or something since you care that much." I snapped at him.
"Maybe I am!" He cut me of and walked out of the dining room, and outside.
What was he saying? Was he really into her, or did he just say it? I walked down the hall and slowly opened the door to Emilys room. She was still sleeping. I closed the door again and walked in my room. I looked at the time. 3PM
Why was Niall so caring about her? Liam used to be caring. Not Niall. Niall used to be the fun one. I closed my eyes. I was exhausted. I fell asleep with Emily in my thoughts.
NIALLS POV
She couldn't stay in there forever. She was already at her breaking point. She needed to come out a bit. I slammed the door behind me after arguing with Harry. How could it be that he didn't saw how bad she felt?
I knew what I needed to do. With or without the others help.
I drove to the mall and took my sunglasses on before I headed inside. I walked into Forever 21 and bought some light blue jeans in small and x small, and a sweatshirt. I took it with me and then drove back to the house. I walked inside the house and tiptoed over to Emilys room. I opened the door and saw that she still were asleep.
"Em...Em!" I tried to wake her up, but without being to noisy. She slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to see me by her side.
"Hey Em. Listen to me. We don't have much time. In this bag, there are some jeans, one in small and another pair in x small, cause I didn't knew which size you were, but I'm sure it isn't bigger than a small, and there's also a sweatshirt in the bag. Take the clothes on, and the knock on the window three times when you're done." I said and gave her the bag and rushed out of the room again. I ran out of the front door and walked in the backside of the house.
I waited a few windows from hers. I didn't want to look at her while she got dressed. A few minutes later:
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
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