My Story:Tears, One Direction, Anorexia

Chapter Eighteen: No.

Chapter Eighteen.

Emily's POV

I woke up with a strong pair of arms around me and I couldn't help the smile creeping onto my face. I got up and went to the kitchen. Usually Louis would be up by now but El stayed the night so I'm pretty sure I know why he's still sleeping. I figured since everyone's still sleeping I could make them all breakfast. Okay, I know how to make eggs, pancakes, and toast. It's not much, but it's something. Lets get started. I turned the radio on quietly. Listening to 'Give Me Love' while getting everything set up. I put the toast in the toaster and started the pancakes. Uhm those look... interesting. Okay. Plates. I need plates. There they are. BEEP BEEP BEEP. Oh no. I turned around to see the stove on fire. "AHHHHH!" Fire extinguisher! I finally put the fire out and leaned against the wall examining the damage. I ruined their kitchen, Harry's gonna hate me. I slid down the wall and started to sob. This is it. My life is over. I'm going to lose Harry and my friends.

It's eight which means Harry's alarms going to go off soon. Which also means that'll be the end of us. I lightly heard Harry's alarm go off and started to sob even more. I heard light footsteps coming down the hall. This is it. I prepare myself for the worst. "What the hell happened in here!?" I heard Harry yell. Oh god. I felt someone fall beside me. "Emily, thank god you're okay!" Harry yelled. "Wait. How did this happen?" "I tried to make you breakfast and I burnt down your kitchen. I'm so sorry." I cried. "Shh, it's okay." He said calming me. "You aren't mad?" I asked. "Of course not! I'm just happy you're okay." He said. "I can't believe you thought I'd be mad." He said with a bit of hurt. "Well I made you toast." I said getting a chuckle from him. "Let's go get ready babe." He said smiling at me. We went to the room and changed. Harry wore a white v-neck showing off his perfect collarbones and a pair of skinny jeans. I wore a pink tank top with a black leather jacket and white skinny jeans. "Mmm, you look good." Harry said smiling at me. "You don't look to bad yourself." I said chuckling. Harry made a face that looked like he'd been sucking on a sour lemon. "Hey! I look great! Thank you very much!" He said defensively. "Of course you do." I said messing up his hair and giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Now come on. We have a meeting." I told him.

On our way to meet Simon we just listened to music. U.N.I by Ed Sheeran came on and I started to sing along. "Oh wow." Harry said. "What? Am I that bad?" I asked half joking. "What? Of course not! You're amazing!" I stared at him blankly. "Are you deaf?" He laughed. "No babe I'm not." "Hah, okay." I laughed at him. "Well come on." We walked into Simons office hand in hand. "We have an appointment with Simon." Harry said to the lady sitting at the front desk. "Okay." She said not even looking at us. "Come on babe." Harry led me back to where Simon was. "Ah, hello Harry. Who is this beautiful young lady?" He asked. "This is my girlfriend, Emily." Harry said proudly. "Nice to meet you Emily." "You too, Simon." I said smiling. "What can I do for you two today?" He asked. Harry cleared his throat. "Well Simon, I was wondering if Emily could, Uhm, come with us on tour?" Harry asked sounding nervous. "Hmmm. Why?" Simon asked. "Well our relationship is just settling down and I really don'y want to leave her." Harry stated. "Well. No." Simon said. "She'll be a distraction."

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~Marie