seduce and destroy

i wish you had thought this through before i went and fell in love with you

Nialls POV:

me and Emerys days are numbered as we head closer to the Mafia headquarters, and all of the secrets and guilt has been weighing down on me, but i know that if i tell her the truth now, Harry will actually kill me.

I want to cry just thinking about how i'll possibly never see her again, and it's all starting to catch up to me what we were doing all along. it's painful, it makes me sick thinking about what we've been doing to her. what i've been doing to her.

how many days are left until we might have to say goodbye?

what if harrys plan, whatever it was, doesn't work?

i hope my baby angel cakes doesn't sense my guilt. Ever since she and Harry stayed at that hotel together, she's been acting different around me, like she didn't like me anymore. maybe she knew-or he told her- that i was hiding something. i hoped that wasn't the case. maybe harry was just too icky for her. don't get me wrong, he's hot af...in a dude bro way, but i don't think he's her type. no matter how sexy that greasy haired brit was, she would never go for him, that's for sure.

whenever i needed someone to go to for my troubles, i usually went to zayn. he always knows how to cheer me up when i'm feeling low.

"zayn, i love her and i want her to know that. whatever happens, she needs to know the deep and emotional connection i have to her. i feel like no matter what i do, she'll never know." i rant, something marisa taught me to do. marisa was a sexy little gymnast ginger, and timothee was a sexy hip boy, but i could never love them like i loved emery.

"ok." zayn replied wisely, helping me open my eyes. he was right. if me and emery really were soulmates-which we are- everything would be ok. no matter what happens between us, she loves me and i love her and in the end it'll all be ok. no matter how long it would take, we would be ok. eventually.

i hug zayn, kissing him on the cheek. his stubble tasted like sweet tea from raising canes. i loved this man.

after letting him go from my tight squeeze, i walk over to emery who is talking to harry. i was glad they weren't fighting, because even though harry hated me we were secretly besties and i need my future wife and bestie to get along.

"can i steal her from you?" i smile, cutting harry off who was in the middle of talking.

"what is this? the fucking bachelorette?" he shoves emery closer to me. "go! scram!" he yells, mmm. "i hate you emery, by the way." he smirks at her, his finger on his chin. wow, i've never seen him smile. he must've really hated her!

"i hate you too, harry." she smiles back, and they both stare at each other in the eyes for a few moments. awww, they hate each other! at least they can accept that and be self aware! #growth❤️

another few moments pass, and i'm honestly worried.

"well, i LOVE you both." i smile brightly.

"shut the fuck up niall." harry says, but he's still smiling at her and barely even acknowledging me. it was so sweet🥺

when i'm able to finally pull her away, i bring her onto the couch. i need to speak to her, even if it's not in full detail, i want to warn her the best i can.

"em, we need to talk."

she gets frantic immediately. "i didn't do anything! it was a mistake!"

i laugh. she's so quirky. "no, no no. you didn't do anything dot dot dot we did."

she furrows her eyebrows.

"emery, in the next few days...we're going to be at a...location. and this location, is a dangerous place. with dangerous people. it's like... a group of dangerous people. and...we're apart of it..." my voice is shaky, but i need to stay strong for my sugarboo.

"ok..."

"i just want you to be safe, ok? when we get there, i just want you to know that whatever happens, i love you and i always have." i kiss her on the cheek. "i love you, emery..."

"i..." her eyes are filling with tears, and i have no idea what she's thinking.

"niall, i cant sit here and watch you do this anymore, mate." zayn stands up, who was apparently listening in the whole time. "emery isn't who you think she is..."

louis and liam both stand up, cause apparently they were nearby as well, and walk over slowly to us. harry is next, and he's giving zayn the death stare. sure, he gives everyone the death stare, but not zayn. zayn is too gorgeous.

"whatever do you mean?" i ask, looking around the room. i'm holding emerys tiny small hand tightly with mine.

"zayn, don't..." harry warns.

"harry and emery slept together at the motel." zayn says, ignoring harry. i wish he didn't. "she cheated on you, ni." he looks at emery. "your fucking bitch ass cheated on niall. after all the love he's given you. all the love you didn't deserve."

emerys crying, and i let go of her hand. tears pool into my eyes.

"i expected this from harry, but...you?" i ask her. "you cheated on me?"

"niall..."

"do you love me, emery?" i ask, a single tear falling down my cheek like how it did in that one perfume commercial that we did when we made a perfume and everyone had costumes except for me i had an onion and i put my tear into the perfume.

"i do love you niall." she's looking down instead of into my eyes. "but i...i also love harry."

my hearts already breaking baby go on twist the knife much?

"oh my god..."i say. i feel sick. imagining harry and emery together...in love...was torture.

"niall, i'm so sorry.."

"well, whos it going to be? me or harry?" i gulp.

"i..." she looks over to harry, which answers my question.

"oh." i stand up, walking over to harry slowly while everyone eyes follow. "take care of her, harry. don't break her heart like she did mine." i smile, but on the inside i'm dying. "cmon," i say to marisa and timmy.

"niall, where are you going?" liam asks me.

"i have to go, liam." i bite my lip. "i don't think i can stay here." my voice cracks.

i walk away before anyone else can answer as marisa and timothee follow behind me.

i didn't know where i was going to go next, because we never did find out where broken hearts go.

guess i'll have to find out.