Dark Secrets. ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Life.

" Come out, come out where ever you are." I heard Frank say down the hall.

Why the hell did I pick the closet of all the places I could have hidden in? You're an idiot. Thank you subconscious for the encouragement. I really am an idiot though. I'm hiding from my father, in a closet. How safe is that? My thoughts were interrupted by a too familiar laugh.

" There you are love." Frank smirked. 

" Frank, please let me go. Please." I begged.

" Begging won't help you love." Frank pulled a knife from his back pocket.

Seriously a knife? Might as well throw me out the window. Freaking subconscious. I never thought about how I would die, but I guess this is it. My thoughts were interrupted by this sharp pain in my stomach. My white shirt is covered in blood. Shit, that's a lot of blood.

"You asshole. You won't get away with this!" I screamed.

" I already have love." He smiled.

All the sudden the room started spinning. Everything went black. I'm dead.

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" E! Em! Wake up Emmy!" El shook me.

" What's wrong?! Did you pee on yourself again?" I laughed.

" Seriously that was one time Em! You were screaming again." El said worried.

" Oh." Is all I managed to say.  

I've been having this nightmare for weeks now. I tried seeing someone about it, but just sat there and stared at them. Frank is the worlds worst father. He deserves an award.  Ever since I was born he has been trying to kill me. It's a long story. I looked at my alarm clock. It read 12:00. I should get out of bed, but I'm like a big toasty cinnamon bun. Warm and fuzzy. Wait, cinnamon buns aren't supposed to be fuzzy right?

"Earth to Emmy!" El yelled.

" Oh sorry! I was just thinking." I laughed.

" Dork. I was trying to ask you if you wanted to meet my boyfriend today?" She asked.

" Which one?" I smirked.

" That hurt." She said with her hand over her heart.

" He's in some boy band right?" I laughed.

" Yes. One Direction. Don't act like you have no idea who they are. I heard you humming Little Things." She started laughing.

I chunked a pillow at her head. She has been bugging me for the last month to meet Niall. I honestly didn't want to, but we have this agreement that after three months we have to do this boy friend evaluation and decide if the other gets to keep their boy friend. Stupid right? Funny thing is Niall and El have been dating for 6 months. Oops.

" So yes or no?" She asked.

" Sure." I smirked.

" Get dressed so we can go." I just glared at her and didn't move.

" Please Emmy?" She begged.

"Fine." I huffed.

I walked very slowly to my closet and just stared at it. The whole band better not be there. What if they are? I don't even know their names. Well I do, but I get Liam and Louis mixed up. I know Zayn is the really tan handsome one, Niall is the blonde irish one, I think Louis is the oldest one with blue eyes, and Liam is the one with brown eyes. I'm forgetting one. Oh yeah, Harry Styles the best looking one out of all five. 

I at least have to look decent today. First impressions are a big deal. After about 20 minutes of just staring at my closet I decided on black skinny jeans, my big maroon sweater, my all black vans and a black scarf. I went to the bathroom and brushed my hair. It was natrually curly so I never curl it or straighten it, just looks funny. I pulled two strands of hair back and secured them with a big white bow. Time to meet Niall Horan. Kill me now.

( Thanks for reading. This is almost completely re-wrote. Please re-read the book(: Thank you!)