The Host Guy

11th Chapter

Emily's P.O.V

I looked at the present he gave me, astonishgly. I was really surprised, I thought he was going to offer me a book or maybe socks because it's way more cheaper than this. I'm keenly aware of the price of the gift, probably he spent all the money my mom has been giving him on this.

"God...Harry," I mumbled. I couldn't even describe how much I loved the silver neclace with my name on it.

"You know, if you don't like it I ca-" I cutted him off. Because who the well wouldn't like?

"Harry, I love it...Seriously, I'll wear it every single day," I hugged him as a Thank's, first time I was hugging him and it wasn't strange at all.

Harry's P.O.V

Giants goose bumps possessed all my body when I felt her arms wrapped around me. I just stood there without knowing what to do as my cheeks flushed, turning into red.

I wrapped my arms on her as well and I don't know very well what I was feeling now but it was amazing and it gave me a wave of joy, starting on my stomach and running all down to my my toes and then to my head. Seriously, I wanted her against my body just for a little longer. This is the first tight hug I've ever received.

"Don't," I whispered in her ear as she started to unwrapped me from her."Stay just a few more seconds."

When she stopped the hug, I felt a cold. The warmness that her body was giving me, was no longer with me.

"I know this isn't nothing special, comp-" 

"Harold Edward Style, shut your freaking mouth up! This is gorgeous!" she interrupted me again. She looked at the necklace one more time, admiring it.

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When Em and I entered in the bored place where we've to spend at least 8 hours, more known as school, people started looking at her. First, I thought that it was because of the "amazing" party they all had because of her but then I saw that they were all looking with disgust while they were gossiping something. But neither of us did much talk about it.

Most of the pupils were wearing sunglasses, of course, they were all stoned because of the party.

"Em, don't you want to know what the heck are all of these people saying about you?" and a minute later I was regretted of what I said.

Emily sent me a what-the-actual-fuck-harry look. "Yeah, because I really want to know the crap they're talking about me," she said, sarcatically and harshly.

Well, too bad because I fucking want to know and I'm not leaving this school today without knowing.

"Ugh sorry," I apologized.

"Hm, sorry Harry. I'm just mad because they are probably talking shit about me," she said facing the floor.

"Em, go find Hanna... I-I have to go to the... toilet," I said making up an excuse. I just wanted to ask someone what the freacking hell were they gossiping about, without Em's presence.

"Oh okay...But I can wait for you," she smirked.

"Oh no Em, no... I'm not going to pee.. If you know what I mean."

"Oh," she laughed. "Go then, I'll look for Hanna."

Emily made her way trough the hallways and I head myself to a corner where five guys were gossiping too. As I got closer to them, I recognized one of them, the stupid dude that was making out with Emily last night.

Suddenly, I had a hunch that this bullshit was all made by him.

"Hello, what are you guys talking about? Can I know?" I tried to do my deepest and lowest voice, expecting him to be afraid of me.

"Well, non of your damn business, by the way," he said crossing his arms while he looked at me and started recognizing who I was.

"I'll find out one way or another."

"Mate, I know what people are talkin' 'bout," a blonde and blue-eyed guy with an irish accent voice said behind me.

"Oh yeah? Come with me outside and tell me, please!"

" 'Course lad! I'm Niall Horan by the way, I transfered from Ireland to London last week, so I'm new here," he shook my hand.

"Harry, Harry Styles."

"So, what people are babbling 'bout, that's what ya wanna know?" I nodded as the answer.

"People are sayin' the birthday girl, Ema I guess, had sex with a guy named Jeff yesterday at her 'Sweet 16' and that she wouldn't mind doin' it again to every dude on this school," he pointed out, anger was now on me. Did that bastard pig just lied to everyone? Holy crap, he only made out with her, some kisses and he touched her tits. They didn't made sex and Em didn't said that, and she was fucking drunk.

"It's Emily and that's totally a big fat lie. Ugh."

"Pal, how do ya know?" he furrowed his eyebrows as he asked me.

"Because I saw what they did, and it wasn't any kinda of sex, yet she didn't said that and she was drunk."

Anyways, why am I so concerned about this? Why am I doing this? It's like they are hurting me too, even though I don't have nothing do with it, maybe I already see her like a sister. But the only thing that I can think now it's what will I do to that lying coward?

1. I'll kill him. (not really)

2. I'll beat so hard on him that we'll run away home asking for his mommy.

3. I'll tell Em, and she can end up with this lie.

4. I won't do any of those choices.

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