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

Chapter 26- Rot in Hell

Emma's p.o.v.

"Baby? Wake up please. You have to re-dye your hair. There's blonde showing." A sweet voice started me awake. "Why this early?" I groaned. "Hun, it's nine. We're kicking tour off today and Kathy wants your hair to be new and fresh."

I quickly stared at the calendar. February 23. My routines have became the same.

1. Wake up

2. Take a shower

3. Put on the outfit that Shay set for me

4. Brush my teeth

5. Apply makeup

6. I'm out the door.

Not much has happened for the past two months. Perrie went back to touring for Little Mix's album 'DNA'. Danielle went back to practicing her dance routines for XFactor UK. Eleanor went back to Manchester for Uni. We just hung around doing nothing and the boys occasionally had to go to some interviews. Me on the other hand, has been playing along with management's little play as some bad ass with maroon lipstick and dark makeup.

And surprisingly, it worked... Mostly.

#emmaandharryforever

And

#emmarulesovertaylor

trended all over twitter. I quickly grabbed my canon camera and ran into the black van. "I'm so excited!!" Niall squeals in the back seat whilst we drove to the cinema. Sure he was. I was going to be stuck backstage and later on in the crowd where I'll probably get mobbed just for shooting photos.

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My hair was redyed to the same purple pink color. Shay and Lou were both leading everyone around.

"Louis! That's Niall's shirt!"

"Harry! Now's not the time to show off your new cat boxer shorts!"

"Louis! That's Zayn's shirt!"

"Zayn! That's Niall's belt!"

"Louis! That's Niall's tea!"

"Louis! That's Liam's shirt!"

I smiled sheepishly at the sassmasta slumping around not able to find his shirt. "Zayn! Get out of the loo! You're all on in ten!" Some lady yelled. "Sorry I couldn't talk to you much this morning. I gotta go now." Harry ranted as fast as he could and pecked me on the lips.

"Break a leg, Haz." I smiled. "I could say the same to you. Don't let the fans kill you when you're down there. Paul will be with you." I nodded and let him go. "Oh and, Emma?" He gave me a serious look. "I know that I'm super hot especially on stage so don't faint. Kay?" He laughed before running off.

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Through earplugs, the screaming was somehow bearable. I used my cap to cover my ears just in case someone saw blue sticking out of my ears and the whole thousands of people in the cinema found me offending them.

"So Emma, the other guards are going to hold the gates back. Walk behind me and ignore what people are yelling." I nodded and started walking. The yelling got louder and louder. "OH MY GOSH! IT'S EMMA!!!!" A huge chunck of girls reached for me but was held back.

"EMMA! Give me your autograph!"

"Emma! You slut! Get away from my man!"

"Emma! Satan has plans for you!"

I ignored the yelling and took a few nice photos of the boys. Paul frowned at what the crowd of girls were saying but didn't do anything.

"Would he say he's in L-O-V-E?

Well, if it was me then I would. I would!

Would he hold you when you're feeling low?

Baby, you should know that I would. I would!

Would he say he's in L-O-V-E?

Well, if it was me then I would. I would!

Would he hold you when you're feeling low?

Baby, you should know that I would!"

The boys kept singing. "Rot in hell!" A fan screamed at me. I ignored her words and kept on taking photos. "Why are you ignoring me? You bitch took my man! Tramp!"

Her and somehow yanked me by my hair, my camera falling onto the floor. Paul immediately called for backup and tried to untangle her from my hair. The girl's talon- like nails dug into my neck leaving deep crimson to seep out.

'Harry is mine! You hear me!" She yelled into my ear. Paul shoved her off leaving my neck and shirt bloody. "You deserve it, whore!" Another screamed behind the crazy girl. And before I knew it, it was like as if all of the girls that hated me came over to my side of the cinema. Guards were trying to hold back the suddenly massive crowd.

The fans who did escape pass the guards were either pushed away by Paul or actually got ahold of me. "Stupid, worthless, bitch." They yelled and pushed me to the ground and kicked me on my torso. "Nobody likes you, Emma, much less Harry. He doesn't love you. He learned to love you. That's not the same isn't it?"

My vision was blotting with little black dots. "Emma!" Was the last thing I heard before everything went dark.

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Okay. First of all, fans are not like this.. Well Directioners aren't, so no hate please? Second of all, wait there's no second. So it's only ONE THING ;D

Much love

xoxo