Adopted By Three British Bands *ON HOLD FOR MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter 5-Crying And Crying, That's All I Do

Emily’s POV

I woke up with a pounding headache and my ribs are hurting like crazy. I tried to get out of bed, but failed miserably. I got used to the pain, but it hurt like hell. I had to suck it up. I got out of bed and walked to the door slowly. I turned around to see Niall and Jay on the floor sleeping. I walked back to them and pulled the blanket over them I walked back to the door and quietly opened the door. I walked downstairs to see all Little Mix on a couch, 4/5 of The Wanted on the other couch, and 4/5 of One Direction on the floor. They were all watching a movie. I think they heard my presence because they all looked at me then they looked down to my wrist. NO please no. I looked down and sure enough my sleeve was rolled up and all you saw were the cuts that were there. I started to tear up. My life has been so screwed up right now. I ran back up the stairs ignoring all the shouts of my name and the pain in my ribs. I saw Niall and Jay leaving my room, but when they saw me they had concerned looks on their faces. I passed them and ran to my room and locked the door behind me. I ran to the bathroom and locked that door too. I slid down the door and started to sob. 6/14 of them know about my secret and I bet you all of them know about my cutting. That’s my only way of getting away of this world. I was trying to stop, but I couldn’t. Could it be an addiction? No it can’t. My arm was urging me to go grab the razor that lay in the drawer under the sink. My arm was pushing me to open the drawer. My mind is messing with me. I ended up pulling open the drawer and ended up fishing for the razor. Minutes later I pulled it out. I placed it in front of me. I couldn’t do it. I ended up digging my nails into my skin instead of cutting. I pushed the razor away from me and stood up and walked out of the door. I just sat on my bed thinking about my life in general. This isn’t the life I signed up for. But, they say you don’t get to choose your family. It’s usually destiny’s job to do that.

“Emily can you open the door for me baby?” I heard Louis’ voice.            

I could only feel his presence at the door, so I opened the door to be faced to face with him. I sat back on the bed while he closed the door and followed my actions. He looked at my arms.

“Hey what happened?” he said pointing to wear I dug my nails into my own skin.

“I was trying to stop myself from cutting.” I said tearing up.

“Aww, come here.” He said patting his lap.

                I crawled into his lap and cried into his shoulder while he rubbed my back. I ended up sleeping in Louis’ arms.

Louis’ POV

                Everyone was waiting outside Emily’s door and calling her name for the past hour. I think they all gave up because they all went to their own rooms, but I wasn’t going to give up. This time I called for her, but quietly and calmly. I heard feet shuffling and I saw Emily with blood shot eyes and tear stained cheeks. She walks back to her bed. I close the door and followed her actions. I looked at her arms to see dried up blood marks.

“Hey what happened?” I asked pointing to her arm.

“I was trying to stop myself from cutting.”She said tearing up.

“Aww, come here.” I said patting my lap.

                She crawled into my lap and cried into my shoulder while I rubbed her back. She fell asleep in my arms. She looks so fragile and so small. Damn she is so small for a 13 year old. I don’t even know how Liam said she was a 13 year old. She looks like a nine year old. I picked her up and started to rock her like a little baby. She looks so adorable. I just noticed another thing she was so damn light. Okay that’s not right. I layed her down on the bed, but before I could make it to the door I her hear whisper something.