dirty little secret [dark l.p]

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Okay so if you are wondering here is the cast list again.

Emily- Barbara Palvin (with brown eyes)

Niall- Punk Niall

Zayn- punk Zayn

Louis- regular Louis

Liam- punk Liam

Emily's mom Angelina (Ang)- Angelina Jollee

Liam's mom- herself (Karen)

Alyssa- Emily Osment

Harry- Regular Harry but mean

ALSO I want you guys to comment and tell me who you think the person is that's after Emily and Liam. Comment your thoughts and opinions!

Questions? Ask!

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Emily's POV

"Well I have been having this dream for a while now. Actually a very long time." I say. Liam nods for me to go on.

"Its about my father. He died." I say, a little tear falling from my eye.

"I'm so sorry Emily." Liam says, hugging me again to comfort me.

"He had a mental disorder, but he seemed totally normal on the inside." I explained, catching my breath. "He would only show it at some points, and the only time I witnessed it was when I was 3. What I saw, is what my nightmare is. It's basically just a flashback of what happened, but more vivid and real." I explain, and Liam looks at me with concern.

"What happened in the dream?" He asks, and I take a deep breath.

"It all started out when I said my first words. My father was carrying me outside to my mother, to tell her I just said my first words. Something inside of him clicked, and he suddenly handed me to my mother, then backing away. His eyes turned a different color, black I think. His face hardened, and my mother got scared. The thing is, was that I wasn't scared at all. I was quiet for a baby, because I didn't know what was happening. My father started screaming at us, telling us he never loved me or my mother, and we didn't realize it. Then suddenly, he pulled a gun out of his coat." I started crying again, and buried my face into Liam's chest. The look on Liam's face was almost shocked and speechless.

"He held the gun, as my mother told him to stop. She said, 'Michael!' But he didn't listen. He then looked at me, even though I was just 3. He kinda smiled at me wickedly, and his eyes turned black. Then with one swift movement, the gun was brought to his own head, And," I hiccuped, and started breathing weirdly.

"And he killed himself." I finished, sobbing into Liam's chest.

"It still haunts me to this day, and I don't know how or why I remember it." I say, and Liam hushes me.

We sit there in silence while he rubs my back. All that is heard is the small sobs escaping from my lips.

"It's okay Emily." He soothes me, and I sniffle.

"That's the first time I've had the dream since I moved here." I say. "I'm so sorry you had to witness it." I say, wiping my eyes.

"It's okay Emily. I understand. My father also died, but in a car crash. We don't need to talk about that right now." He says.

"I'm so sorry for you." I say, and he hushes me.

"Don't be sorry." He places a soft kiss on my cheek.

We sat their in silence, taking in each others company. I was hoping I would stop having those dreams, but unfortunately it might be stuck with me forever. When I was 15 or 16 I had to see a therapist to talk about this dream, and she assigned me pills to take, to help the dream go away. It kept coming back though, so I just stopped seeing her. She wasn't much help.

"I've been thinking Emily." Liam said, interrupting my thoughts.

"About what?" I look up at him, and he's staring out the window.

"About us." He simply says, making me sigh in confusion.

"The funny thing is, I never thought I would date someone like you." He says, and I smile.

"Me either." I say, and we both laugh.

"Okay, well I'm staying here tonight because I'm not leaving you alone. So I'm going to run to my house to grab some stuff, okay?" He asks, sitting up. I nod, grabbing a tissue and wiping my nose.

"Maybe you should come with me." He says, placing a hand on my thigh.

"I'll be fine." I smile up at him, and he nods.

"I'll be back no later than 10 minutes." He says. "Stay in here, and keep the doors locked." I nod, and watch him leave. I get up to go lock the door, doing as he told me. When he leaves, I find myself in complete boredom.

It's been about thirty minutes now, and I don't know where Liam is. I've been watching this cooking show, not showing much interest. Suddenly my phone goes off next to me, showing a new text message.

stay away from him if you don't want to get into any trouble

What? The number is blocked, so I can't see who it is or the actual number. This text makes no sense, who do I have to stay away from?

Secret POV

I send the text to Liam's precious girl, named Emily. Oh if only she knew what kind of trouble she got herself into.

I flick the cigarette on the ground, crushing it with my boots. I pull my leather jacket closer to me, as I get closer and closer to Emily's apartment building. When I see it, I look straight up to her window. Her lights are on, and I'm almost positive Liam left. I enter the building, quietly sneaking past the front office. I press the elevator door, going up to the top floor. Emily's floor. When the elevator dings, and lets me out, I quickly grab the note from my pocket. Richard wrote this note, and specifically told me to secretly give it to her without giving up my identity.

When I walk past her door, I slip it underneath, before sprinting back to the elevator and quickly getting in.

I pull my hood over my head, walking back out of the building. I was just in time, because here comes Liam. He looks in a hurry, as he carries a bag over his shoulder. He better be staying with her, because she has so much in store for her, she's going to need the protection.

The funny thing is, he's not enough protection for what I have in store.