HARRYS POV
I was sat in my flat, bored out of my brains. I was smiling to myself, remembering my date with Emily tomorrow. Shes such a nice girl. Her brown and blonde hair complemented her perfect brown eyes and her clear face. I decided to send her a text, to tell her the time i would pick her up.
After I sent the text, I decided to go for a drive. Maybe stop and have a few drinks somewhere. I grabbed my keys, and jogged out of my flat to my car.
I jumped in and put the keys in the ignition, and sat there, letting my car warm up. The snow on the ground made it so not many cars were driving on the road, or maybe the fact how it was twenty to 11 that no one was around.
I went to drive out of the road when my phone beeped. I picked it up, and the name Emily, flashed the screen.
I read the text and immediatley felt dissapointed. It said that she couldnt make it tomorrow. What the hell? Why not. I decided not to send a message back and to ring her instead.
She didnt answer my first ring, neither my second or third. I decided to get a bit worried. Why wasnt she answering! I decided once more and she still didnt pick up.
I then threw my phone on the passenger seat and decided to drive to her house. If she didnt want to go out with me she could say it to my face.
It took about ten minutes from my place to Emilys, but it took me more time with the thick snow on the road.
As soon as i turned the corner of Emilys street, i noticed she was in her drive. She was in her red and white onsie, and i noticed she had no makeup on and her hair up, and yet she still looked perfect.
I then realised she was crying. Full on crying, so i quickly pulled up. I then saw Niall, the bastard who slept with my girlfriend. I couldnt help but shake with anger.
He was shouting something at her, as I stepped out of the car,
Just as I reached her drive, she slapped Niall as hard as she could. I couldnt help but smirk, but yet i was worried for her. I saw her plunge and Niall again, but luckily I got to her just in time.
I wrapped my long arms around her small waist and pulled her towards her house. She was struggling against me, and to be fair to her, she was quite strong. She was screaming things to Niall, and as i turned around I noticed Niall was just stood there motionless.
I tried calming Emily down, but she carried on screaming, her voice cracking on her last sentence, untill I pulled her into the house and slammed the door on Niall.
As soon as the door was shut, she broke. She broke down, full on crying and I pulled her into one of my hugs, wrapping my arms tighter around her, not wanting to let her go.
It hurt me seeing her in this state, and I wasnt going to leave her like it.
I pulled her into the living room, she was still in my arms, and set her down on the sofa, and wrapped her in the blankets that were already set on there. She was freezing.
I pulled her close to my chest and let her cry.
"I--i-im so-orry" she said, inbetween her cries. I pulled her closer and she laid her head on my chest.
"shh, its ok" i hushed her. I didnt want her feeling uncomfortable around me.
She finally calmed down and looked up at me.
"Thanks" she said, and i smiled down at her.
"Your tops gone see-through" she said, smiling a little, and i ooked down, noticing my white top had wet marks over it, from her crying.
