Emerson's Point Of View
"O-okay..." I answer Harry. He grabs my hand and starts to walk me up stairs but turns right before reaching the stairs. We enter a small hallway that leads to a elavator.
"I didn't know you had a elavator, I used the stairs before." I said. He doesn't responds only preshes the button to call the elavator. When the elavotor arrived Harry pressed the button that said 5. The ride up was log and akward, well it was for me. I don't know if it was for him because he had a large grin on his face.
When we got up stairs he led me into a room with a large chandelior and a king size bed. His room was spotless what is he a freaking custodian? My whole house is a pigpen.
"Clean room..?" i say. He chuckles .
He grabs my hand and leads me to his bed in the middle of the room.
Harrys point of view
I lay her down on the bed, her blonde hair arranged around her head. I slowly bring my lips to her's. She pulls my down beside her.
I feel her smile against my lips. She's amazing, truly beautiful. What are the hell are you saying, Harry? You can't like Emmerson. She's bad news, too pure for your taste, but one night won't hurt, right? I think to myself.
She rolls me over and strandles me. No stop! I think. I finally process it in my mind. Emmerson can't get involved, she wouldn't even know what she was getting into.
I slip out from under her. When I look back at her face she she's pouting with her eyebrows furrowed.
"What did I do?" She asks.
"N-nothing," I stutter. what the hell? Did I just fucking stutter. This damn girl. "I just, think this is a good idea. okay?" i say.
She looks so confused. "It's a great idea." she purrs.
"I don't like you! get the fuck out." I scream. Doesn't she know how to take a hint?
Emersons point of view
What the fuck?! I think . I thought he like me. Guess not. But he was just all over me and then he just.... wasn't into it. He's bipolar, whatever. I need to get drunk.
It only takes 30 minutes to get plastered. I see Harry looking at me, I wink as if his earlier refusal hadn't affected me. That jerk.
After somemore dancing and drinking some more I walk back into the back room that Naill might be. Of course he's there but he's still hasn't had a drink. Loser.
"He my brother." i say trying not to laugh.
"Fuck, Emmy what the hell ?" He shouts trying to pull me out of the room.
"stop! I am having fun!" i groan. He stops pulling me and sits down pulling me down next to him. I lay myhead on his shoulder closing my eyes...
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I wake up back in my apartment. Still in my cloths from yesterday.
"wake up you lazy fuck!" Niall yells from the other room. I start to stand but almost fall over.
I make my way to the living room and find Niall talking to Katrina, Josh and Harry. Not him again.
"Hello sleeping beauty!" Kat jokes.
"ugh! what time is it?" I ask.
" Two..." Josh replies. Damn it, I slept that long? I go into my purse and pull out my phone. 28 missed calls. mom.
I call her back, she is probally freaking out.
"Emmerson Marie Wild! Why didn't you answer?" she shouts in to the phone making my head throb.
"Because i didn't. Don't treat me like a child mom. " I tell her.
"okay when you stop acting like one." She says softley.
"what did you want?" I ask suspicusly.
"I wanted to tell you that im on the jet. Jimmy is flying me to LA! I am coming to visit. I will be there at five. I can't wait." she says.
fuck.
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FanfictionEmerson Wild lives a normal life, she goes to school, works at Starbucks and hangs out with her best friend Katrina Patrick. One night Katrina convinces Emerson to attend one of Harry Styles weekly parties. Not knowing much about Harry she comes bac...