Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 32

"I choose Emmalee," Harry says, and my mouth goes wide open. So does everybody else's mouths. Niall just glares at him. "What are you talking about Harry?" he asks, and Harry shrugs. "I just wanna talk to her that's all. Nothing else," he says while standing up going into the bedroom. Emmalee shrugs then follows his footsteps into there.

I hope he doesn't mess anything up. But the one thing that stuns me the most is that he chose Emmalee instead of myself. I kinda hoped he would.

Harry's P.O.V.

I sit on the bed awaiting Emmalee to walk in. After a few short moments she walks in then shuts the door behind her. I pat the spot next to me "Sit 'ere," I say, and she obliges by sitting next to me.

"So," she trails off but then I stop her, by sighing. "You are probably wondering why I choose you," I say and she nods. "Very much wondering," she says, and I laugh.

"Well it's not about you. It's about Phoebe," I say, and she nods. "I thought it was gonna be about Phoebs. So what you want to know?" she asks while crossing her arms over her chest.

"Well I kinda need help with this 'relationship'," I say while using air quotes. "I hate the feeling that she is with someone else, and I feel that I won't have a chance with her at all,"

"So you want me to sabotage Phoebe's relationship with Luke," she says while playing with her shirt. I am completely surprised off what she just said. That is exactly what I wanted. "You would do that?" I ask while looking at her. She nods then looks over towards me back. "Totally. Just don't tell her I said this her, and Luke aren't really a cute though I think you would make a better boyfriend than Luke," she whispers, and I grin.

"You really think that?" I ask, and she nods once more. "Thanks," I say, and she shrugs "Thats what friends are for aren't they?" she says, and I nod.

"So we friends now?"

"Yup," she says while popping the 'p'.

"Cool,"

The door opens to reveal Niall. "Alright times up. Im trusting that you didn't do anything did you Styles?" he asks, and we both shake our heads no. "We were just talking babe," Emmalee says while pecking him on the cheek. He grins then they both turn to go into the living room. I follow them, and sit in my spot on the couch.

"So who's next? Oh yeah Harry your turn," Meghan says, and I roll my eyes. What a blonde.

"Luke truth or dare?" I ask, and feel Phoebe stiffen. "Umm truth," his Australian accent shows. "Why don't you tell us, and prove to us how much you love Phoebe," I say, and there is an 'oo' going mostly from the guys. Emmalee just nods telling me I'm doing good.

"Well she has been my crush since 6th grade. She has such an intriguing personality that I wanted to get to know even more. She is absolutely the most beautiful person I've ever met in my life. She is a very kind human being, and I'm super glad she is my girlfriend," he says while looking towards her then kissing her on the lips. She kisses back, and there is a roar of 'awws' going from everyone except myself, and Emmalee.

I look over towards her, and she nodded her head in approval.

This plan is going perfectly.

Emmalee's P.O.V.

Harry made the right move of doing that truth. If the more she gets attached to Luke, the more it is going to hurt when he messes up. That sounds cruel yes? But it's for the sake of Parry! I ship them so much that it hurts. He's starting out well which I am a fond of.

They are in a make out session right now, and I groan. "Alright guys enough of that," I say while rolling my eyes. They slowly break away then grin at each other. "You feeling okay?" Niall asks, and I nod. He has been asking how I am for the past time I have told him about the test.

Well it was a positive.

I'm pregnant.

That surprised me so much when I got the positive. I am very terrified also because my parents will get pissed off, or even make me get an abortion for the child.

Like always Niall is extremely proud, and overextatic because this child that is growing inside of me is ours.

Ours.

A/N

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