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Chapter 15

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-Harry's Pov-

After playing for a few more minutes on the guitar I decided to put the guitar away and hangout with Emma.My fingers began to blister as I was playing the guitar for most of my morning so I carefully set the guitar down in the case and walked to the door.Im sure Emma will be happy to hangout with me today.i open the door and walk towards Emma's room.the door was closed so I lightly knocked on the door.

"Emma?" I whisper against the door.

No answer.

I knock again, a little harder and talk a little louder.

"Emma,your not still asleep are you?" I ask

Still no answer.

I slowly open the door and stick my head inside her room.once my head is completely inside I look around the room the see that she isn't even in there. Weird.

I exit her room and head towards the stairs.Taking a faster pace, I make my way to the kitchen.shes not in there either.I end up searching every room in the house .

Kitchen. Living room. Dining room. All the bathrooms. Her room(again). Even the porch and backyard.After yelling her name and searching the entire house I begin to panic.

"Emma! If your playing hide and seek with me.,now would be a good time to come out." I say with nervous laughter. After a few seconds of silence I realize there is no one in this house.

I sprint up the stairs and into my room to grab a pair of shoes.If she left this house,I need to find her before someone else ,with different intentions, does.i slip on the first pair of boots I find and run back down stairs.I open the door,revealing the silent outdoors.the empty street sending shivers down my body.I hate the silence because if something terrible happens you have no way of knowing.Suddenly remembrance of when I met Emma pops into my head.

I remember her helplessly lying on the ground.Tears covering her face and a large man on top of her yanking at her pants,his eyes full of lust.She was screaming for help but no one was around to hear her.If I wasn't driving back from the store who knows what could've happened to her.I hopped out of the car as fast as I could and ran to her pushing the heavy man off her.I didn't even know who she was, but obviously she didn't enjoy the man being on top of her and she needed help, so I did what I thought was the best plan.I beat him up and took her home.I had no idea I would end up moving in with her and dating her but honestly I can't see it happening any other way. If I didn't move in with her then who knows what would have happened to her. A shiver rolls through my spine at the thought of another traumatic event happening to her.And this time I don't know if I'll find her or if she's okay.I decide not to waste anymore time thinking about it.I close the door behind me and begin to jog down the driveway.

I decide to leave my car and just walk.If I had a car with me there is a chance it would slow me down.if she wasn't on the street I would have a much better chance of finding her on foot....

Minutes turn to hours as I run though the neighborhood searching for my lost girlfriend.My worry for her safe hood grows and I feel as though I'm getting lost too.

-Emma's Pov-

I left the house around 2 hours ago.At first I was kind of scared because of what happened last time I was alone outside.But once I passed the spot where the man attacked me,I didn't feel as scared anymore.I was strolling to places I've never been to before.after another few minutes or so of walking I started to see a familiar road.a road that lead to my friends house.My best friend to be exact.her name was Sydney and we haven't spoken in a very long time.