(Elory's POV): we waited for the photos that evening. They sent us over a thousand photos. They would soon narrow them down. We scrolled through some photos and then stopped at one. We immediately fell on the floor laughing. All except Harry. It was the picture of me sliding under harry and shooting him in his soft spot while he doubles over. I finally got up and wiped my tears off. I looked over at Harry. "Fuck off." he grumbled. That just made me laugh harder. He punched me. I stumbled back. I would have a bruise probably. Guilt immediately washed over his face. I gave him a dirty look. Liam, Louis, and Zayn went on a triple date. That left me, Harry, and Niall alone together. I made for my bedroom door but someone pushed me down on the floor instead. Niall pinned me down and started play wrestling with me. I fought back and laughed. He finally pinned me down and grabbed my hair. "Who is the best looking guy in this band?" he was only joking of course but he started to pull my hair. I shot Harry a look. He immediately got it and tried to pull Niall off of me. "Niall is!" I nervously laughed. "Good!" he laughed and let go of my hair. I laid down and sighed. "I've got to go and meet a friend at a pub. See you guys later." my mouth gaped open. I could not be alone with Harry. Harry looked at me and smiled. I ran to my room as fast as I could. I locked the door. I went to the bathroom and took my wig and wrap off. I put on a bra and kept my shirt and skinny jeans on. "Emily! Come on just open up the door." I sighed and opened up the door. He smiled at me,"you look cute." I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from me. He grabbed my waist. I peeled it off. "Harry stop! Your not my boyfriend." he made a sad face. I sat down on the couch and stretched out my legs. Harry just sat down on my legs. I pulled my feet out from under him and laid them on top of him. He grabbed my foot and started to play with my toes. "Stop!" I squealed. "You know your really cute." "shut up your annoying." "everything you do is perfect." I threw a pillow at him. He pulled on my legs until my head was in his hands. "Harry what?" I whispered. He started kissing my neck. Oh god it felt good but that's all he wanted was to be in my pants. He got closer to my lips,"Harry stop." I whimpered. "Shh" he was almost touching them. "Please Harry." I pulled away from him and stood up. "Who the fuck do you think you are? You can't just do that to me! I know you want to be in my pants but I won't let you! Just stop ok! That could have possibly been classified as rape!" I stormed off into our room. "Emily!" I laid down on the bed. Harry appeared in the doorway. I squeezed my eyes shut. "Emily I don't know what took over me. I would never do that to you. Please forgive me." I opened my eyes. "I do but that doesn't mean I won't be careful around you." I got up and headed to the kitchen. My arm was hurting from when Harry punched it. I grabbed a bag of frozen peas and sat down on a chair. Harry sat down next to me. "What's wrong?" "you" I mumbled. "No seriously." "seriously! You punched me and this is what happened!" the same guilt from earlier took over his face again. "I'm so sorry Emily. How do you put up with me. God I hate myself right now!" he threw a chair across the room. "Stop!" I yelled. My phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello." "Is this Emily Thomas?" "Yes." "Is your mom Natalie Kellter?" "yes" "she was found dead this morning in her apartment. Apparently she committed suicide. A bottle of pills was found next to her body. We will contact you with further information." they hung up. I dropped my phone and slid to the floor.
