In love with a 22 year old (a Niall Horan fanfic) (Stopped)

Chapter 3 Getting to know people

Harry and I are on the way to my house so I can get ready for school.

"Emily, what happened last night?" Harry asked

"Well, me and Niall got to know each other and he told me that he is in love with me. And frankly I'm in love with him." I replied

"So, like are you two dating?" Harry said

"No no no. Harry its illegal for me and him to date. With my career and him there is no way it could be a secret." I said

"What career?" Harry asked

"Oh, im a YouTuber, Harry. I have 5 million fans." I said

"Wow, so you know what it feels like to be famous." Harry said

There it is again the word "famous".

"I'm not famous. I just have a lot of friends." I  said

Before we knew it we were at my house.

Harry followed me in my house.

"So, where are your parents?" asked Harry

"Well, it's just me living here." I replied going to my room and turning off my alarm.

For some reason he followed me to my room

"You're only 14 you cant live alone." Harry said confused

"Well, I'm a YouTube sweetheart, Harry. I don't own this house. My good friend Adam (aka SkydoesMinecraft) bought it for me because I was going to be put into a foster home if he didn't." I said

I grab a black tank top and a black see through shirt from my closet. I didn't get my clothes out the night before so I have to get them now. It's hard to pick clothes out on the spot because im used to having my clothes already picked out for me. I also grabbed very skinny blue jeans.

"Umm, Harry." I said

"Oh yeah... I'll get out. I will be in the living room" Harry said waling out of my room.

What happened last night. For some reason I cant remember anything. I always remember everything. The last thing I remember was I asked Niall if he was in love with me. What ever happened I feel great today.

I yell to Harry that its okay for him to come in. He comes running in. I was in the bathroom doing my make up.

"Emily, if you don't mind me asking. What happened to your parents?" Harry asked

"I really don't like to talk about it. I only really tell people really important in my life." I said

"That's okay I totally understand. I wouldn't want to tell someone that either." Harry said

I looked at the clock. Its 6:47.

"Harry we better get going." I said as I walked to the front door realizing my book bag was in Niall's hotel room.

"FUCK." I yelled

"What? Whats wrong?" Harry said concerned

"My book bag. It's at the hotel. In Niall's room."

"Oh fuck. Everybody is going to be in his room today. Hopefully he gets up and hides it." Harry said

"Harry, you don't understand I cant go to school without it. It has everything in it." I say

"Well, I could call your school and say you aren't coming today." Harry said

"Hmm, what a cool idea. Yeah, just a quick question. Why the fuck didn't you say this before?" I asked pissed off