Two Mermaids and One Direction

Chapter XXIX

Emily's POV

"Brit hun, rocky road or strawberry ice cream?" I questioned. She continued sobbing. Trying to keep a happy attitude, I yelled "BOTH IT IS!"

My ringtone went off to More Than This. I squeezed my eyes shut at the fact that it was Louis' part. Shit. Brittany sobbed into her pillow as I quickly brought it up to my ear.

"What do you want?" I barked harshly into the phone.

"Look Emily, I've made a huge mistake. Please help me get her back." He begged. I felt sympathy but after the call from Cassie explaining everything, I realized how wrong he was. Louis chose his work over his love.

"No. Don't call back you little bastard. Brittany deserves better. Maybe you should go steal Darla's heart! She seems just your speed." I pressed end.

Ok maybe that was a little harsh. But Brittany is like my sister. People can't just break her heart left and right.

"No! Brittany don't!" I shouted just as she flipped over her bed. Oh crap.

"Leave me alone!" She shouted. With that, she stormed out. I tried to go after her, but she froze the lock on the door.

I dashed to the kitchen and filled up our biggest pot with water. I put it ion the stove then I turned the heat up as high as it would go. I dragged the heavy thing back to the door and poured it on the knob, trying to . It turned with lots if work. I ran out in search for Britt.

Cassie P.O.V.


"EMILY!!!" My voiced echoed throughout the huge apartment.

"I GOT YOUR VOICE MESSAGE WHERE'S BRITT?!?! I BROUGHT MOVIES, ICE CREAM SCOOPERS, AND A DARTBOARD WITH DICKHEAD'S FACE ON IT!!!!! Wait where is everybody?" I calmed down.

"I don't know!" What was lily doing here...? Never mind that, I need to focus on the matter at hand...

"I'll check upstairs." Lily scurried up the stairs. I turned to the door. There was a big puddle by it. Reaching for the knob, I noticed it was wet. But alas, I was far too late.

"WOAAAH!" I yelped whilst falling with a tail. I threw my head back and threw a gust of wind at the door to close it. Just as I did, 4 boys reopened it.

"What happened babe?" Harry crouched down. I couldn't hold it in. I missed Brittany. I let some tears flow freely down my face as I explained. While doing so, I steam dried my tail. I stood up again and quickly kissed Harry.

"Guys! You might wanna come up here!" Zayn called. I ran up the stairs with Harry close behind.

When I arrived in Brittany's room, I was shocked. The bed was a over, ice cream on the floor, mascara on the pillow. I gasped and knelt down. Then, Liam spoke.

"Where's Emily?" He asked. Niall's eyes grew wide as did everybody else's.

"She was watching Brittany..." I spoke, not making eye contact with anybody. Then a thought hit me.

When Brittany was stressed out or just feeling emotional, she'd swim really deep in the ocean and find a coral reef to relax in. But we don't live by the ocean. Maybe if we find Emily she'll tell us.

As if on cue, Emily burst open the door.

"Brittany... Ran... Airport... Going... To... USA..." She panted.

My phone played You're Not Sorry by Taylor Swift and I remembered how I set that as Louis' ringtone.

"What?!" I spoke annoyed.

"Did you find her?" Louis yelled, worry clear in his voice.

"What do you care? Does management need to know? If we don't find her will they shred up your stupid contract?" I spoke, making a face at how disgusted I was at him.

"Look Cassie, I'm worried. Just tell me if you found her."

"No. And I think it's best that you stay away from her." I spoke. With that I hung up.

"Emily. Did she tell you which flight she was taking?" Harry asked.

"Flight 117 to California." She spoke, her breathing now at its normal pace.

"I gotta go-" I was cut off by Harry.

"No. I will." He spoke. I got confused. I was about to speak but he was already out the door. I turned to everybody. These next few hours would be awkward.

Very awkward.



Louis P.O.V.


"Harry get away." I spoke. He came closer and got right in my face.

"No! That girl was born for YOU. Not for some other boy. She loves you and you broke her!" I winced. Although I didn't want to admit it, he was right. I broke Brittany.

"Now. Here is exactly what you're gonna do." He slapped money into my hands. "Get on that plane, apologize, explain, and get her to fall back in love with you!" I shook my head. He didn't understand. Cassie was loved by almost all the fans. Why did they hate Brittany?

"Then you lose." He said. I raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He huffed.

"The fans Lou. Management. They all win if you give up on what you and Brittany have! Because what you have is special. Don't let it go." He released my shoulders. I shook my head again. Maybe I am a loser. Maybe I just don't deserve somebody like Brittany.

Harry turned and walked away, not taking his money with him. "It's flight 117 to California in case you change your mind!" He shouted. Then I heard the door close and footsteps in the hallway.

I collapsed back on my bed and continued sobbing. Because I was hurt. I am a loser. But the thing that was eating me inside out really shattered my heart.

Brittany was officially broken.


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I'm sorry. I had to. I just HAD to.

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