Emily's P.O.V
I smiled a small and nervous smile. His eyes
were in concern and not the playful eyes I saw every morning in the small coffee shop.
"I'm quitting my job to focus on the X-Factor." He didn't make eye contact. My mouth was ajar. Why would he leave me? I didn't know what to say, that's the only way we really made face to face contact, Besides college when I walk with him but we aren't in the same classes.
"Well, go for it." I forced a smile. I can't let Harry know I don't want him to go. If I could only scream out and let the world know I love Harry Styles!
"Yeah, I was gonna." He chuckled and took a bite out of his burger. I giggled along with him even though I was dying inside. I let my smile slowly fade away and kept quiet. If I open my mouth my feelings will just flow out and I wouldn't want that to happen.
"When are you leaving?" I asked innocently, showing no emotion. I pushed and forced the feelings deep down to my gut. He smiled at me and told me in a couple of days. I need to cherish that, I don't think he will remember me when he's rich and famous. I finally finished and stood up looking down at Harry waiting for him to stand up too.
"Harry?" I chuckled. He looked up at me and we made eye contact. His playful eyes twinkled just like when I first met him. The memories soared back into my head and I could feel the tears prick at my eyes. I held back my tears and smiled it away.
"Let's go." He smiled and got up and walked with me more like I dragged him to River Island. He slowly helped me pick out some new clothes. He sighed loudly like a little kid as he followed me around the store. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. He sighed louder and louder each time I ignored him.
Soon Harry drew allot of unwanted attention to us but Harry didn't let that stop him and kept on getting louder. I soon give up and leave the store with all eyes on me and Harry's cheeky smile. When we got outside I slapped Harry's arm.
"That was so embarrassing!" I yelled in my whisper. he shrugged it off and led me to a different store. It smelt of strong fragrances that made me curious.
"Where are we going?" I asked,
"You're running low on perfume right?"
"Yeah."
"I'm gonna get you some." He smiled. I was shocked. He would always do this. He would always buy me stuff.
"You spoil me rotten." I giggle. He spun me around and pulled me close to him so we were inches away from our lips meeting. He smiled.
"You are my best friend." I blushed as we carried on walking. Yup, I just got friend zoned because Harry is super hot and could get anyone and I'm just me.
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We left town and I begged Harry if we could walk the long way because it stopped at his house before mine and I can't let Harry see my 'house'. More like hellhole. I could never let Harry know where I live, he would think I'm a freak and judge me. And that's the last thing I need right now.
I waved goodbye to Harry as he stepped inside his house. I could see Harry's mum making food in the kitchen and Gemma on the living room couch. I wish I could have a family like that. He smiled one more time at me before he closed the door.
I sighed and check my phone for the time. shit, it was 12:47pm. I needed to be home before 10. I quickly rushed down the empty road and soon enough reached my house.
Oakward Care Home. The words sent shivers down my spine as I read the engraved golden plate next to the door bell. I reached for the key somewhere deep in my pocket and unlocked the door.
It was quiet and dark. No kids running around the small corridors. No constant crying and screaming coming from each corners of the house, just quiet.
I was hoping Kayla and Charlie where asleep and I could just sneak in but I noticed the kitchen light was on. Yeah, as usual they were waiting for me to come home.
I took my shoes of near the door and let the fluffy carpet tickle my feet. I enter the kitchen and the cold, hard tiles sent a cold rush through my body.
"Sorry I'm late Kayla." I expected an angry face ready to roar at me but it was just Anne one if the little girls here. I was welcomed by her sparkling blue eyes.She's been here longer than most children. The adults who tried to foster here always gave her back within days because she's known as 'a troubled child' but you just need to understand her to really like her. I know her story and she tells me everything.
"Hi Emily." She poured a glass of milk. I gave her a weak smile before walking past her and stepping up the stairs.
I looked back at her and her long blonde hair run down her back like a river. I went to speak but closed my mouth and continued to walk up the steep, mountain like stairs dodging the random shit on the steps.
I walk gently past random rooms to mine right at the other end of the hallway. I opened my door to find Charlie sitting on my bed with a disappointed look on his face.
"Hi?" I asked. He didn't say anything to me. He fiddled with some of my old toys that I hid under my bed so I didn't have to give them to the younger children. He smile down at the tattered old teddy bear I use to sleep with when I was a kid. I sat down next to him on the messy bed.
"You know you're like my daughter. You've been here for your whole life." He smiled. I knew that fact and I hated it. I hated that I had to be here and that I'm always gonna be known as an unwanted child.
I smiled with him as he placed the teddy down on my bed. I looked back at the big teddy bear that Harry got me when we went to the local fair and back at the tattered old thing.
As charlie left I flopped back onto the bed and sighed. I pushed the old bear of the bed and kicked it under the bed.
I got up and opened my wardrobe to reveal racks of clothes hung up with hangers.
I parted clothes straight down the middle and smiled at the photo I taped on the back of my wardrobe.
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Thanks for reading! so now you know he's quitting and that Emily doesn't have the perfect life. so yeah thanks an Soz if it's shit. haha byeeee
