♡ Emily's POV ♡
I quickly stabbed at the elevator button wanting it desperately to hurry up before anyone else came to try and stop me. It was taking forever and I was so tempted to walk to the stairs. It finally opened with a ding and hurried inside. I pressed the close buttons and just as the door was closing, through the crack I could see just a short glimpse of curly hair and the emerald green eyes. Harry... I'm glad I got in when I did. It saves me having to explain.
Tears slowly ran down my cheeks as I realized how much I was going to miss them... But I can't stay. If Liam is out of my life then hopefully the fans will leave me alone. He tells me to ignore them but he doesn't realize how much it hurts... I don't need anymore pity from him.
I jump slightly as the doors ding open and I rush out. A firm hand grips my shoulder and spins me around.
"Harry?" I ask.
"Where are you going? Why are you leaving?! What's going on?" He asks panic in his voice.
"Ask Liam..."
"Liam? Emily wait... If you two broke up it doesn't mean you should leave. You can't leave. The boys will be devastated and..."
"And?"
"And... And I don't want you to go..."
My eyes widened and I tried to make sense of why he wouldn't want me to go. Out of all the boys I would say that me and Harry have interacted the least besides today...
"Em... Please say something. You're staring..." Harry says shifting his gaze from me to the floor.
"W-What?" I stammer.
"Nothing..."
He started to turn around and walk away. I wanted to say something. Something to get him to come back. But my voice seems to be failing me. Tears dripped down my cheeks as I grabbed my bags and walked outside.
Paparazzi cameras were blinding me. The constant bright flashes gave me a headache. They kept shouting questions at me and I was really confused.
"Emily! Emily! Did you an Liam break up?!"
I stopped in my tracks and I stood with my eyes closed. All the flashes stopped and they silently awaited my answer.
"Why don't you ask Liam..." I simply said and continued to push through the crowd.
The flashes begun again as I quickly hailed a cab and climbed in. My head is pounding and I feel like I'm going throw up both from emotions and the claustrophobic trip to the cab. I opened my phone, bought a ticket for a flight back to London and locked my phone.
The second after I put it down in my lap it started to blow up. Tweets from fans. Text messages from the boys. I opened it and it opened up to Louis's texts.
From: Louis
Are you really leaving?
I didn't type a reply. I couldn't handle it. I started to tear up as I closed his messages and noticed I had four more, One from each boy.
From: Nialler
We'll miss you Em :'(
From: Harry
Wish you'd stay...
From: Zayn
Liam's crying... I don't think I've ever seen him cry before... We miss you already.
YOU ARE READING
Everything About You ➳ l.p
Fanfiction"If you look at me you'll see a pretty girl. If you look into my eyes you'll see nothing wrong. But when you lift up my shirt that's where you'll see the bruises... What did I do to make him so mad?"...