Guilty Love

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Still Zayn’s POV Two Weeks Later

Emmaline had to go to court today to testify that Ryan was guilty of rape. She wanted Olivia, the boys and I to come with her. We spent almost the whole day in court and when it was finally time for Emma to tell everyone what had happened that night we were all about ready to murder Ryan. Every word that came out of his mouth was a lie.

            As Emma was explaining how Ryan forced himself on her, Ryan interrupted and screamed. “She’s lying! That little bitch is lying!”

            “Sit down!” the judge bellowed as Emma started to cry but continued on with her side of the story, the right side of the story.

            Hours later a conclusion was finally made. “Ryan Rose you have been found guilty.”

            “Oh my god.” Emma whispered covering her mouth with her hands as Olivia leaned over and hugged her tightly and pulled away. We walked out of the court in silence while Emma held onto my arm to support her shaky legs. Once we were outside we all scooped her up into a huge hug. “You did it!” Niall exclaimed happily. We were all friends again thank god. I couldn’t handle not talking to Niall.

Emmaline’s POV A Month Later

            When the boys aren’t recording for their new album they are hanging out with Olivia and I. Harry and Olivia are finally dating and are honestly the cutest couple I’ve ever seen. Even the fans love her! Niall and I are practically siblings at this point and still can’t believe we ever dated. Harry is honestly the best friend I have ever had. We share everything. Louis Keeps me company when Harry is out on dates with Olivia. Whenever I need advice I go to Liam. As for Zayn… well you’ll find out soon enough.

            Today I was working at Topshop after my meeting with Simon Cowell. Oh! Maybe I should explain that to you all!

One day when the boys were recording Olivia and I were messing around in the halls. I was playing one of the many guitars in the studio and singing while Olivia was dancing around like a crazy person when I felt someone tap my shoulder. Expecting to see their body guard Paul I rolled my eyes.

            “Come on Paul! We’re just having some fun!” I say before turning around to see that it was not Paul but it was in fact Simon Cowell.

            “Oh my god! Um… Hi Simon!” I said laughing awkwardly.

            “Hello Emmaline. Why didn’t you ever tell me you could sing like that!” he asked me. Oh my god what? He thinks I can sing?

“Oh… well… um…” I tried to form words.

“No worry. Give me a call and we can discuss it over a meeting at my office.” He said handing me his card. “I see some potential in you.” He winked and walked off to the recording studio.

            So today at the meeting he signed me to his label. I’m an up and coming artist guys! My dreams are finally coming true!

            Zayn burst through the front door of the Top Shop soaking wet from the rain and pulled me through the store with him until we were out back in the rain together.

            “Zayn!” I squealed trying to cover myself from the rain somehow but failing so he took off his jacket and held it over our heads. “You’re going to get me fired you know.” I told him.

            “Emmaline Andrews! Will you go on a date with me” He asked me with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

            “No Zayn! How many times are you going to ask me!” I will not get into dating a pop star again, too much drama.

            “Until you say yes! Just one chance! Please! One date to change your mind. If you don’t like it, I will never try to take you out again!” He said.

            “Fine. But only cause I can’t stand to see you beg like this.” I said patting his head and turning around to go inside just as the rain stops.

            “So I’ll pick you up at seven then.” He grinned following me inside.

            “That would be nice. You can walk to feet to pick me up.” I teased him as he ran off. Great now I’m drenched.

“Emmaline! Why are you all wet!” My manager, Sarah asked me.

            “Well, um…” I tried to think of a way to explain what just happened without sounding like I was slacking off.

            “Never mind there’s no way I’m letting you stay here looking like that. Go home, take the day off and do try not to catch a cold in those wet clothes. We need you at work tomorrow.” She said exasperatedly as I ran home to get ready for my date with Zayn. 

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