Keeping Hope (Harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 4

Harry was at the front of the house playing catch with Hoover when Niall and Emma arrived at her house next door. He didn't pay attention to them, or at least made it seem as he hadn't. Truth is he did. Emma seemed different, happier. He pulled Hoover back into the house so he won't go running up to them. Emma had noticed them outside as well, but since Niall was standing in between her and the view of Harry she decided against waving and saying hello. She unlocked the front door, and soon after her and Niall despaired inside.

Harry's POV

Hearing laughter brought me peeking out the window awhile later. Niall was on the phone talking to one of his shitty friends while Emma locked the door to her house. I took another look at her. She looked amazing. She had short jeans on with those catholic looking shirts tucked in, but her hair- it was down for the first time. It was long reaching the middle of her back, and it was straight and shiny. The pink in her hair was more pronounced, her sunglasses shielding her eyes from the sun. I swallowed taking her in. Why did she hide all of that in long jeans and baggie shirts- her hair always up in that thing she does to it. Watching them get into the car, I took out my phone and called Dylan.

"Hey Mate," I shot when he answered.

"Dude you should come- they're a shit load of people here and hot girls," Dylan screamed into the phone to be heard over the loud music.

"Is he there?" I asked.

"Didn't see him- Yo man watch out dick head!" Dylan shouted at someone "So are you coming?"

"Yeah be there soon," I watched as Niall and Emma drove off making up my mind, even if Tyler is a no show, Sam probably will be there, maybe it's time to have a talk with him.

I didn't change out of what I was wearing staying in my dark jeans and black shirt, not dressing up for no chick.

I took the keys of the SUV, my mum still kept hold of it for me and ran out. I slid my ray- bans on, pulled the bandana around my head tighter, and started the car.

Emma's POV

Niall stops the car in front of this huge house, loud music is playing and kids are all over the place, red plastic cups in hand, sunglasses on their faces flashy bathing suits.. This is so not my scene. Niall gives me an encouraging smile linking our arms together and walking us in.

"Nialler!!" Someone shouts. We turn to see Louis and Eleanor with a bunch of people. Louis has his hand up, his fingers in a V.

"Come on," Niall stirs us in their direction.

"Emma! You came!!" Obviously Eleanor is slightly tipsy, kissing my cheek and shoving a cup into my hand, "Drink up" She giggles.

I watch Niall take a cup from this blonde and drink. I look around at the group. Eleanor is wearing a black bikini top with tiny cropped jeans her hair up in a bun. Louis has swimming trunks under jeans which are almost down to his knees, bare chest. So are the other boys.

A bunch of kids are in the water throwing balls around, and squirting water guns at each other.

I smile at the group as if I'm listening to their conversation but I am too busy taking in the scene.

"Come Em we're getting into the water," Eleanor pulls my arm.

"I –umm" I glance for Niall a frighten look on my face. I am trying to break free but she is strong pulling me after her.

"Hey- El, let Emma go, she isn't feeling the water in the moment," Niall puts his hands on our linked flesh. His eyes find mine, seeing the alarm in them.