Emma's POV
The drive was hours long, which gave time for the past few days events to fully sink in. I had lost Niall. I had lost everything. I was going to be hated by everyone and most of all Danielle, Eleanor and Perrie were going to hate me for leaving them. I was imagining confrontations of them shouting at me and slowly I fell into an inner depression.
When we finally arrived at a big house in an estate I didn't recognise, I didn't move. I was hugging my knees to my chest and had my head in my knees. Chelsea rubs my shoulder lightly saying "Emma, we're here" I nod and slowly get out of the car. I didn't like the look of the house. It reminded me of home. I still called Paul and Clodagh's house home. I sigh quietly and walk in. "Well this is your new home!!" Mum said enthusiastically. I put on a fake smile, and I could tell it only worked because they were so into showing us around. There was a pool, games room, tennis court, basketball court, footy field, and massage room. All on the bottom floor. The second floor there was a theatre room, trampoline room, and the normal stuff like kitchen and living room, the third floor was all bedrooms. When I walk into my room I lie on my bed and just sleep.
Niall's POV
I knew I shouldn't be doing this to myself but I needed to remember her. I open the door and look around at the bare room. I walk over to the empty bed and sit on it, remembering the time that I tickled her and Louis thought we were having sex. I think about the time when we both feel asleep talking. There was a lump at the back of my throat and I couldn't calm down my breathing. I knew this was bad for me. It won't help when we have to go into the recording studio again.
"Niall!! Time for lunch!" Liam calls. That's a major thing I also haven't done. I don't eat anymore, I only shove it under my top to make it look like I am a healthy weight. No one has noticed yet. Eating reminds me of Emma way too much for me to do it. I sigh and walk down the stairs and Zayn walks past me. "Why were you in the spare room?" He asks curiously. They have tried to help by calling Emma's old room 'the spare room'. It hasn't helped at all. "No reason" I mumble and Zayn looks down. "Woah.. You have lost weight! You must do awesome at the gym!!" I fake smile realising that I can't shove food under my top anymore. Zayn walks into the bathroom and I take a deep breath walking down the stairs.
The boys were already eating, so I rushed to the table pretending to eat. Liam notices and says "Niall.... what are you doing??" I freeze and actually take a bite and a flash of Emma's face comes to my mind. I wince and Liam stood up. "Come with me Niall" I stand up and Louis spits out food. "You're so skinny!!!" I stand there and Liam strips my top off and gasps at the sight of my bony body. "How much weight have you lost?!" Harry gasps. I shrug and Liam literally drags me into the bathroom and says "Stand on the scale" I nod and stand on it praying it isn't too bad. A little number pops up on the screen that has Liam screaming
"NIALL JAMES HORAN!!"
it said: 48 kg
Emma's POV
I wake up the next morning with no intention of moving. I just get changed and sit on my bed not moving. Mum walks in and a blood curling scream comes from somewhere. It took me a while to realise that it was my own. Mum comes to hold me but I start shaking madly. She backs away and says "Please stop screaming!! I'll get Chelsea. Do you want to see her?" I could see the hurt in my mothers features, but I really wanted her out of here. I nodded and she hurries out to find my adopted sister.
When Chelsea walks in I surprise myself by not screaming and remaining very calm. She looks at me worried and says "What's wrong? Why were you screaming?" I just stared at her. She sighs and sits next to me slowly watching my reaction. I just watched her carefully watching her every move. I reminded myself that she will help me and relaxed my tense position. "What is it Emma?" She asks worried. I shake my head and Chelsea without thinking pulls me into her arms.
I cry for hours in her comforting arms, she kept stroking my back lovingly, but remained respectively silent. She just let me cry myself out. It really helped. Once I finished, she offered me a tissue and I accepted it gratefully. I still had no intention of moving off the bed though. "Want something to eat?" I shake my head and she looked at me sternly. "You are going to eat in 10 minutes, even if I have to force feed you." I sigh as I knew she wasn't joking.
3 weeks later
She wasn't joking when she said she would force feed me. I would have three meals a day and an apple in between breakfast and lunch, then a cookie between lunch and dinner. Chelsea made sure that there was an ongoing water supply, as well. This morning was different though. I heard laughter for the first time downstairs, it was really loud too. There were heaps of voices, not just the familiar voices of Chelsea, mum and dad. They were male. I sigh and for the first time since I have arrived here, I made myself have a shower. Chelsea would force me to have one every two days but this time I voluntarily had one.
Once I felt clean I got out and brushed my hair. This took a good hour, because Chelsea gave up on it a week and a half ago. I walk lazily into my wardrobe and put on some sweats and a jumper. I sit back on my bed waiting for Chelsea to spoon feed me. When she opened the door and looked at me, her face had 'WHAT THE HELL?!?!?' written all over it. I smile and say "I'm ready to move on now" She grins with her eyes sparking with excitement and half shouts "Eat your food! I'm going to tell mum and dad!!!" She was about to leave when I yell out "Wait!"
She turns around and looks at me in shock. I blush at my sudden outburst. "I'm sorry, but who were the people downstairs?" Her eyes widen and shakes her head. "You'll see" She gave me a cheeky wink and skipped out of the room to find our parents. Obediently, I eat the cereal that Chelsea had given me and once I had finished, walk downstairs for the first time.
Mum and dad were sitting in the living room, on the second floor (which doesn't make sense, why isn't it on the ground floor?) When I walk in they go silent and I see the cautiousness in my mother's eyes. I had caused that, because of my outbreak in the beginning. I sit down next to her and pull her into a massive bear hug. "I'm sorry" I mumble into her shoulder. She kisses the top of my head and replies "It's okay now Emma, you're happy now, that's all that matters." I sit up and I could feel the tension in the air. Mum and dad looked at each other nervously. "What?" I ask slowly. Dad sits down next to me whilst Chelsea takes a seat on the other couch. "Well... I guess it would be better if we told you ourselves" He picks up an IPad from the coffee table and unlocks it.
"Don't take any of it to heart sweetie" Mum says before dad presses 'play' on a video.
A female news reporter comes up on the screen and starts talking:
Niall Horan an anorexic? Yes directioners, hell has frozen over, heaven has fallen, and Niall Horan has stopped eating!! He was seen today with fellow band mate Liam Payne walking out of a Pharmacist with a box of tablets that specialises in weight gain. If you look at the photo, he does look a little skinny doesn't he? Is it because of his ex-girlfriend Emma Higgins who has seemed to have disappeared from the Earth? Or is it just the pressure of being in the biggest boy band in the world? You decide!
The video finishes and dad puts the IPad back on the table. I was frozen on the spot, still looking where the IPad was previously sitting. "It isn't you fault Emma, we just thought it would be better if we told you" Chelsea says quickly reading my expression. I stand up and say "I need to borrow a phone" Nobody moved. The silence gave me their opinions of my idea. "Please!! I'm fine now! I will move on and live a better life! I just can't live with the guilt I'm feeling!" Mum gives Dad a glance then sighs. "Take the home phone" I kiss her on the cheek and sprint for the phone. I type in the number in, then sprint into my room whilst it was ringing,
Then a female voice that I have long missed says "hello?"
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BOOO!! HAHA I betcha you were all thinking 'WTF this series is finished...' BUT I HAVE CHANGED MY MIND!!
I didn't think that I was getting many reads on the sequel so I thought I wouldn't make a sequel and make this a MEGA BOOK!
I'm slightly changing the plot too so it doesn't involve The Wanted... Yeah... By the way Dark Days is the name of the chapter.. FUCKING SURPRISE was coz I got a lil excited...
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Nicole
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