Love Her (the next part after 'Save Her')

Chapter 25- Change

Emma's p.o.v.

I laid in bed whilst the moonlight shone through the window and skimmed across Harry's naked chest. That boy could never sleep with a shirt on. Edward Cullen or not, I stared at him in his sleep. All those times I ruined him... It was all for his family.

Now Anne didn't have to worry about it. Harry could make more money than her and Gemma combined for a week in just an hour. My eyes finally felt tired before they clammed shut.

*****

"Baby Doll? Love, wake up." I woke up to curly hair tickling my face. "Management called. They wanted to speak to us." I groaned. What if I get fired from my job? You don't know what management is capable of.

I quickly got into sweats but Harry shook his head and pointed at the pile of clothes at the end of the bed. "Management wants you to wear those. They said that they'll explain later." I gaped at the spike studded ankle boots that had a heel about six inches high. Screw management.

"Shay said that she overheard management say something about wanting you to be some bold rocking princessy photographer." He bit his lip with a suggestive smile. "I wouldn't mind that." I playfully smack him whilst he played along.

"Imagine a floral dress with a leather jacket and combat boots. H-O-T." He laughed. "Harry, you find anything in combat boots hot." I rolled my eyes. "So shouldn't you wear it more often?"

"No."

I quickly got into my clothes to find that they were all shorts. Do they want me to get hypothermia? "It's pretty warm out today for January. But the car's already heated up for you." Harry assured.

I didn't want to take any chances so I threw on my coat over all of the floral top, Aztec shorts and sleeveless jean jacket. My feet wobbled at the six inch heels. "I got you." Harry whispered behind me whilst he held me by my waist whilst we walked to the car.

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"Emma! How nice to see you again!" Kathy smiles. " and hello to you too, Harry." Harry looked annoyed but nodded his head. "As you know, the New Years' kiss was recorded and then blasted through Internet for society to see. Harry, you should've told me so I could've at least set up a private place for you two to-"

"Kathy. It was my fault. Really. Harry had no idea whatsoever. It was all me." I argued. She blinked a few times at me before clearing her throat, displease of my interrupting. "Well no matter now. We want Emma to have a different image than the love sick child that ran many blocks and stole a bike to get to her love."

"That was quite impressive acctu-" someone behind her complemented. "Ah! Ah! Ah! I'm speaking, Mr. Higgins." She shushed him. "Thank you." I smiled at the large framed guy. "You mean Paul." He corrected Kathy.

"Anyways!" Kathy yelled obviously annoyed by all the interruptions, "Emma needs a bad girl image! If everyone found out that she is like this normally, then her work to get to Harry on New Years would be taken as rubbish!"

(A/N: you can think of Kathy a lot like Effie from 'The Hunger Games' except for the wig and all the makeup)

"So.. You want Emma to look plain and cold to make what she did on New Year's Eve something extraordinary, that a rock and badass-"

"Language!"

"Sorry! I mean troublesome girl would go through such extremes to get to me?" Harry sighs. "Yes. Now I know that everyone loved Haylor more, but I think that we can start off with something great here!" Kathy gets up and looks at me.

"Move back." She pushes Harry five feet away. My imperfect balance on heels caused me to shake. "Turn." I slowly tried in my insane heels and succeeded. Kathy tugged at my colorful hair. "You say that she use to have colorful hair all over her head?" She asks Harry who nods.

"Well we can work with that!" She claps her hands twice. "Diana! Please bleach this girl's hair! I have some big plans for her! BIG PLANS!"

Harry'a p.o.v.

"Woah! Woah! No! You can't do that to Emma! I love her hair like this!" Kathy gives me a stern look. "It's either she dyes her hair a nice color and people support you guys for what she did for you, or you leave it, and people call her an attention seeker and you guys end up breaking up."

I but my lip whilst Emma nodded. "Fans are crazy these days, Harry. And I would want the least hate as possible." Kathy nodded "Look at Eleanor now! I got her to smoke in the first place and now everyone finds it adorable that Louis is trying to help her stop!"

I started seeing red. "You made her start smoking?!" I yelled. "Do you know how much she has cried at night and how much suffering Louis had went through so she'd stop smoking?" I yelled. "That was torture! Don't you know what he'll you've cause Eleanor?! Does Louis even know that the whole reason she smokes is because of Y-O-U?!"

Kathy blinked at my words. "I can always have Emma smoke. Your choice. No wait. It's mine." She belted out a horrific laugh. "You are a terrible fucker."I growled at her attitude. "Shut it Styles. Don't you see how well Elounor works now?"

She turns to Emma and some girl. "Do your job." She orders the girl. She nods and takes Emma along.

*****

Emma's p.o.v.

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My hair was a pinkish purple. In fact, Perrie was the fist one to cross my head when I saw my reflection. (A/N: yes I know. Perrie bleached back her hair but in keeping her hair purple here)

"Emma?" Harry walked in and stared into my eyes. "I'm so, so, so sorry, baby." He sighed and brought me into a hug. "It's okay. It's okay Harry. I'm still in one piece, and I'm not an addict to any drugs or anything, thank god." I forced a smile.

"There you are.' Kathy gave me a hard stare. "Why don't you look precious, Emma." I growled at her words. "Okay. You dyed her hair. Can we leave now?" Harry rubbed his temples.

"Here!" Kathy pulled out four racks of clothes... Like clothes that tumblr girls would wear. "Now I have to be a tumblr girl?" I groaned whilst looking through the clothes. "Thanks but I love my sweats and tights." My nose flared.

"I've seen your clothes! Aztec print?" She referred to the day in Cheshire I dyed my tips colorful. "Horrific."

She held out a folder to me. My mouth dropped to the ground. You want me to get new interests and hobbies? What about photography?" Kathy shrugged. "Yeah. I'll let that. From now on, you love Taylor Swift. End of story."

Shit.

*****

Shay and Danielle were practically playing dress up with my new clothes. "Look at this blouse!" Shay squealed. "It costs a few hundred pounds!" Why waste all these clothes? I rather sell them and give the money to charities.

"Your hair!" Perrie smiled. "I officially call us purple haired twins!" Eleanor kept on staring at my hair for a moment before gesturing me into the kitchen. "Management?" She guessed. I nodded. "El, I found out about your smoking problem. Does Louis know?"

She lowered her head and shook her head. "I don't want him getting into this. Louis cares for me way too much to know that the people who pay him are behind this."

I gave her a reassuring hug. "If you ever crave a cigarette, see me. I went through smoking marajuana before." I smiled before we went back into the living room. "Baby?" Harry hugged me from behind. "You may be another person to society, but to me, you are the Emma I fell in love with. Don't ever forget that."

I brushed a few tears away. "I won't, Harry. I'm still me. I pressed my lips into his. "Awwww." Dani and Shay kept on gushing. "PDA!!!!!" Louis screeched. Eleanor gave him a regretful stare that said 'I wish that I told you sooner about management'.

She caught me staring and I gave her a small nod. Louis has the right to know.

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No hate on 1D management. And of course Eleanor doesn't smoke just for it. I'm sorry if this is crappy. High fevers can create a huge impact in things. If it is truly terrible, I'll rewrite it, but here you are! Chapter 25!

Much love

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