One Directions Princess

Confused and Heartbroken

RECAP

I look at the boys and they all have a shocked look on their faces. I turn to see a brunette standing there and smiling at the boys.

"Eleanor?"

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Louis' POV

"Hey Louis! Long time no see," Eleanor runs up and hugs me.

I look over to Emma who looks shocked but hurt too.

"Who's that?" Eleanor asks referring to Emma.

"That's my unofficial girlfriend Emma," I tell her.

"Hi I'm Eleanor nice to meet you," She says walking up to Emma and hugging her.

"What are you doing here El?" Harry asks.

"Oh I'm just walking around you know," Eleanor says.

"Oh great, since when did you move back to England?" I ask.

"Oh I just recently moved back! I missed it here, especially you," Eleanor flirts with me.

"Will you guys excuse me?" Emma says obviously uncomfortable. She gets up and walks away from everyone.

I sigh and get up running after her.

"Emma wait!" I yell after her.

"What Louis? Mind telling me what else you've been hiding from me?" Emma hisses.

"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier, I should've told you," I start.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it Lou. I thought we were finally done with all the drama. I know I felt that way and I thought you did too," Emma yells harshly.

"I do Em, I love you!" I yell desperately trying to get her to forgive me.

"Do you think that just because you say I love you to me it'll fix everything? Well think again, you hurt me Louis," Emma says, anger and hurt visible in her eyes.

"Emma I'm really sorry! Please forgive me!" I plead.

"After this? I was certain I was going to pick you at my ball. But this right here, made me realize your not the boy I thought you were. I poured my heart and soul out to you Louis! And now look what you did. Are you happy? Go be with Eleanor," Emma hisses, her makeup running down her face.

She walked away without a single word and I didn't even stop her. I'm stupid, I should've told her about Eleanor.

I screwed up.

Emma's POV

I'm hurt, confused, and angry. I don't know what I should feel right now.

Louis Tomlinson, the boy who I once loved dearly. He broke me, I hope he's happy with Eleanor. He's a liar, I told him basically my whole life story and he has the nerve to keep secrets from me.

I don't know who I'm going to choose now. I'm so confused, but I have something in mind. I just don't know if it's the right choice. Louis would be mad, but then again I don't care about Louis anymore.

I just need sometime to think. I need time away from Louis and the boys.

I'm going to leave.

Louis' POV

I drop to my knees and cry. I can't hold it in any longer.

"Louis?" Someone calls from behind me.

I don't answer, I just stay on my knees and cry. I hear footsteps coming toward me. I look over and see Harry sit next to me.

"I know I'm not the person you would like to see right now but I'm here to help you Louis, I saw what happened between you and Emma," Harry starts. Just the sound of her name makes my heart break.

"I think you've done enough," I tell him.

"No, it's that I haven't done enough. Lou, you're my best mate, I let a girl get in between us. I'm so sorry, do you forgive me?" Harry asks sincerely.

"Of course Haz," I smile through the tears.

"Good, now explain to me in detail what happened between you and Emma," Harry questions.

"Well I never told her about Eleanor. So she's mad that I never told her. She said that she poured her heart and soul out to me and I kept a secret from her. Harry, I really screwed up. She told me she was certain she was going to pick me at her birthday ball. But I ruined it, I don't know what I should do." I explain to him, just saying it makes me burst out into more tears.

"You should get up and go after her mate, if you really love her. Tell her that you love her and ask her to be your official girlfriend, well obviously not now but wait a couple days. Give the girl some space then get up and go after Emma," Harry suggests, I nod and just sit there sobbing into Harry's chest.

Wow, I feel like a baby right now. But I loved Emma so much and I still do. But I'm scared she doesn't feel the same way about me anymore. Or what she's going to do at the ball. I hate myself for what I did and if I was Emma I would never forgive myself.