Emily's P.O.V
"What the fuck?!?" a high pitched voice boomed through the door. No, no, no! I recognise the voice from earlier today.
Layla.
Oh my, she just has to come and ruin things.
"What are you doing?" Her voice getting higher by the second. Harry was just as shocked at me. He quickly moved out of the bed to talk to her.
"Layla, it's not what it looks like..." He begs. It kinda sounds like he is regretting it.
"We didn't do anything. I swear, baby. She... She came and slept next to me while I was sleeping." He begged for her forgiveness. what? He is the one who started coming into me. Even if I liked it and it was a dream come true, I didn't think this would be his reaction. I seriously he had finally realised I was here all along.
"If she means nothing to you then tell her to leave." Her voice was pissed off. I know Harry won't do that to me. Right? I'm his bestfriend, he wouldn't let a girl get in between that.
"Emily..." He turned to face me. His emerald green Peered into mine. He won't tell me to leave. I know he won't.. Will he? I never know how much trust I can give Harry.
"You heard her.. Leave." He motions his hand toward the door.His face didn't hold any emotion.
"Wh-what?" I stutter. My eyes start to prick. I knew I shouldn't have got my hopes up. Harry will never love me the way I have always loved him.
"God, Emily. Don't make this any harder than it already is. Don't make such a big scene." He raised his voice. My heart shattered in millions of pieces. That's not the Harry I know.
"Fuck, just leave!" He booms. I rush out of his bed and collect my bag. I leave the scene with wet cheeks and a broken heart.
"Promise me you won't talk to that slut again." I heard her faint voice coming from his room.
"Promise." He replied sending a knife through my heart. I rush out his house and run down the street. I don't care that the gravel has cut through my skin making every step painful. I reach my house quicker than it usually takes. I knock on the door rapidly not caring that's it's like 1am. The door opens immediately revealing 2 police officers and Charlie.
"Emily!?" He screams and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back and cry into his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" He asks. I shook my head. I didn't want to talk about it.
"Nothing, why are police officers here?" I ask attempting to take the attention away from me.
"We couldn't find you and we thought something happened. We're so glad you are okay." He pulls me into a hug. The police officer talks into his walkie-talkie.
"Don't worry, officer. She's home now." He talks into the device.
"Okay, we are coming back from their house. They have said they've seen her." The device speaks. Who are they? No.. I couldn't be. Now I think about it I think I could've heard his voice in the background. Was it Harry? Oh, no, no, no. They have probably told him I'm an orphan. If he finds out I am, I don't know what I will do. I hate him for breaking me but if I was wrong about him caring for me I must be wrong about him not caring if I was in an orphanage. God, if I just didn't sneak out tonight. I if I just didn't love him.
