(Elory's POV): I slid to the ground and sat there for a second just absorbing all that just happened. My mother is dead. She committed suicide. It was probably my fault. That's when the tears came down my face. It was like a river. I screamed and yelled. I felt two arms wrap around me but all I could focus on was crying. The person rocked me back and forth in his arms. "It's going to be all right. Just cry all you want it's OK." I heard the deep voice of Harry. I almost felt like wanting to pull away from him but I resisted. He wasn't doing this to win my heart. He was doing this because he actually cared. After about a minute he pulled me up on my feet. I just fell to the ground again. But he caught me before I hit the cold hard tile. He carried me bridal style to our room. He laid me down on the bed beside him. I cried even harder if it was possible. Sure I wasn't really close to my mom but I realized now that I should have been. She had tried so hard to take care of me and make me love her. I remember the calls at night I would get almost every week. I had just ignored them. Ignored my mom. I should have been there for her when she divorced my dad. I wasn't. She tried so hard for us to be close but I had just pushed her away. This just proves that love doesn't exist. At least in my heart. Harry stroked my hair and laid there listening to me cry.
Harry's POV: I laid there with her stroking her hair. She had gotten a call. I don't know what happened but by the way she is reacting I'm guessing it's bad. It was so hard seeing her like this. After a while her crying wasn't as bad and she started taking deep breaths. This was my chance,"Emily?" she nodded. "What happened." she looked like she was about to start crying all over again but she held herself together. "Well... My mom died... We weren't very close... She wanted to be but I pushed her away... I should have been there for her but I wasn't and now this happened. She committed suicide and I think that it's my fault Harry. Its my fault!" at the end she started crying again. I fell asleep to the sound of her sniffles. I woke up in the late afternoon alone. I got up to go find Emily. She was sitting on the couch with a blanket over her reading a book. I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her thigh. She brushed it off. I pretended like it never happened,"so what book are you reading?" "none of your business." "Jesus Emily. Does what happened earlier mean anything to you?" " It does. Thank you. You were very nice to me but You till don't have my heart." I threw my hands up in the air. "What will change that?" I asked. "Nothing." we sat there in silence for a while. I stared at her. It was cute when whenever something important happened in the book she would react to it. I faintly heard some footsteps far away. I was to preoccupied with Emily to pay attention to them. Suddenly the knob turned. Emily and I both made eye contact. I quickly threw the blanket over her head and picked her up. I dashed for the room. The door opened as soon as I closed our bedroom door. I walked out of our room and left her inside to get ready. "So how was your date?" I asked the three boys. "Good. Where is Niall?" "oh he went to a pub to meet a friend." Liam nodded. We sat down and talked. My phone rang. The caller ID was Nialler. "Niall?" Harry I think I might need you to drive me back to our apartment. I drank some and I'm not drunk but I just don't want to drive in case you know I get in a wreck." "sure I'll be right there." I got up and grabbed my keys. "Niall needs a ride I'll be back." I got into my car and drove to the pub. When I got there Niall was not on the curb. I parked and walked in. I scanned the room. I found Niall at the bar talking with a guy. I tapped his shoulder and he spun around. He smiled at me,"one minute and I'll be ready." I stood there and looked around. Right next to Niall was a girl a little older than me. She was alone. It was as if a light bulb lit up in my head. I smirked. "Hey my name is Harry." I said as I stepped up to her. She smiled at me. "Annie." "What is a lovely girl like you doing here alone?" she shrugged. "Breakups suck." Niall tapped me on the shoulder,"come on." "Why don't you come home with me for a night." she hesitated but then nodded. "I'd like that." she said as she got of her bar stool. We walked out to my car. Niall kept on shooting me the 'don't do it' look but I ignored him. I had a plan and it better work.
