Silent Treatment {HS} EDITING

Ch. Two

I sat and ate dinner with the boys, we didn't talk much. Honestly, what were we all going to talk about? I didn't know them, and they didn't know me. So, we all sat there in silence.

Simon went to bed after eating one slice of pizza, but I stayed up until the movie was done with. Then said goodnight to the four boys, walking down the hall to my room. I glanced into Harry's room and saw him laying on his back, throwing something in the air while music was lightly playing from his stereo.

I didn't know what I was doing, but my hand touched the door and I gently nudged it open. I took a step in and the boy looked over at me, his face was engulfed in the darkness, and all I could see was his silhouette, being illuminated by the city sky.

" Get out." I heard him say, his voice was husky and deep. I felt intimidated, and instantly I knew this was a bad idea. I kept my ground, not actually sure if I could move.

" Get out of my room." He repeated, this time sitting up. His face hit a ray of light and half of his face showed. He had curls mopped on his head in many different directions. His eyes looked black from here, but I assumed that they weren't. He was beautiful, but scary.

"I-I'm sorry, I thought this was my room." I lied.

"Well it's not, so get out." He said, with a much harsher tone.

" I'm sorry." I said, I wanted to leave but I was physically not able.

" Stop apologizing! Get the fuck out of my room!" He yelled throwing a lighter at me, he missed and it the wall behind me. I gasped and ran out of the room, I bypassed my room and ran straight for the front door. There was no way I was staying in the same house as that monster, let alone sleeping next to him.

"Emily?" I heard Liam call, but I was out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I turned and opened one of the garage doors. I didn't know what I was doing, but it was like when I opened his door. My motions were not controlled, which is why when I heard footsteps behind me, my speed kicked in and I was sprinting for the closed gates.

"Emily! Wait!" I heard, they were close. I was halfway to the gate when I tripped over a growing shrub and landed face first into the ground. I laid there, silently sobbing.

"Emily." Liam breathed, leaning down to pick me up, " Are you okay." He asked, I shook my head. I was in the middle of a panic attack, and I held my arms out like a helpless baby, letting Liam carry me bridal style into the house again.

This time walking in, all the lights were on and everyone was in the living room. Louis and Harry were yelling at each other while Simon tried calming them down.

"Why are you acting like such an ass?" Louis spit in Harry's face.

"Why are you all constantly up my ass?" Harry yelled back, I saw him now. He really was beautiful, even when he was yelling. That didn't stop my fears however, he still frightened me.

"You have such an ego on you Harry! When are you going to realize that none of us are against you! That we are just trying to help?" Louis questioned, and this time I had no idea what they were talking about. Liam set me down on my feet, in case he had to step in.

" Shut up Lou, you have no fucking clue what it's like-"

"Cut it out, both of you!" Simon interjected, pushing them away.

"Not until he says he's sorry to Emily." Louis said to Simon, then averted his attention back to Harry. His eyes were green, a dark green with no sparkle but masked with remorse. "Say you're sorry." Louis continued in a stern but calmer voice.

"Make me." Harry said, they were now in each others face. And I don't remember who swung first, all I know is I felt Niall's arms wrap around me as I buried my face in his neck. Liam and Zayn pulled them apart as Simon talked some sense into the two boys.