A/N Thanks Cera for all the votes!
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(harry’s pov)
damn this girl is fast. i finally caught up to her.
“ Emily stop running.” i said out of breath,
‘’ and why would i” she asked not even close to out of breath. just then my phone went off. i looked down and saw i had a text from Louis.
L- harry get emily and bring her back to the house. chloe is there and said she will stay, only if Emily comes.
h- okay i almost caught Emily.
L- mkay see you in a few.
h- k..
“Emily come on your friend and louis are back at the house.” i said grabbing her hand. she jerked back away from me.
‘’ how do i know you won’t hurt me?” she asked.
“ because i won’t and i’m Harry Styles, i’m in a band called one direction,” i said
‘’ i know who you are stupid…” she laughed.
‘’ Then why did you not scream?” i asked her.
“ because i’m not a fan,” she said walking away. “oh and where is your house, because i need to talk to chloe?” she said the last part sharply.
“ this was.” i said walking in front of her.
( chloe’s pov)
“ Why are you being so nice?” i asked louis,
“ because i don’t think its cool to have really pretty girls living in the bad part of town.” he said as we walked up to a huge house, “ well i guess we’re home.” he said
“ HOLY SHIT!!!! yOU live here?” i asked looking at the house in aww.
“ Yeah it is really big but i guess since there are five boys living here then i makes sense.”
I laughed.
“What?” He asked
“Nothing, just an inside joke.” He looked so confused.
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( flashback)
I woke up in my bed with my phone’s alarm ringing like hell.
I heard something down stairs. What? I thought. I grab the knife that i hide in my mattress and walked down stairs.
“Holy crap!” i yelled. “Oh right, it's saturday.” saturday is when the volleyball girls come over and discuss new play drills.
“Chloe!” everyone, and i mean everyone, yelled.
“hey guys” dang, i’m tired.
“Are you coming back on the team?”
“What? No.”
You see, i quit the team because the coaches made me feel like everyone was better. got benched during practice and games, told to feel comfortable with my serves but then had to do it “their way.” i hated being treated like second best. I was kept on the team because most of the younger girls had to quit. Ugh! Freshman!
(end of flashback)
