*Emma's POV*
Harry was still trying to comfort me in the bathroom. After saying how much I hate myself, I just can't help but cry. "Emma" I look up at Harry "Why do you hate yourself so much when there's nothing to hate?" I look back down, but Harry picks up my face forcing me to look into his eyes "I'm just insecure about myself. When I look in a mirror I see nothing good. When I hear my voice, there's nothing good. When I see celebrities, there's so many things about them that just-" "Emma, seriously,none of that is true. You're more beautiful than any celebrity, and your voice is just plain old amazing." He gets up and he holds up his hand to me. I take it and I get up. "Come on, dry your tears,smile, take my hand, and lets have a good time." I do wipe away my tears and everything else he said. We go back into the studio where sits there, is the rest of One Direction. Zayn, Liam, and Luis. They all eye Harry and I's hands. Yet we don't let go. We both just smile. They all introduce themselves.
"Hey Emma, I'm Liam." I smile back at him. "Nice to finally meet you."
"Vas Happenin Emma?!?" "Hah, nothing Zayn VAS HAPPENIN?!?" he just smiles widely
"Suup girl!" "SUUUUUUUUUUP Luis, how's it goin?" in the end Luis and I get into a deep conversation on talking like an 'American' I teach what he calls 'Street Talk' even though most Americans talk like that, being from the street or from a rich community. Then my phone buzzes (Someone calling) I don't recognize the number, but I excuse myself from Luis. Harry gives me a slight smile as I answer my phone "hel-" "Listen bitch, you may be hanging out with celebrities but you'll always be a retarded loser." "Who the hell is this?!?" Harry gives me a worried look and slowly gets up. Gladly he's the only one who heard me. I look away from him. "Hah like you fucking care! We all know you were lying, chica." I groan "How the hell did you get my number Amber?!?" Harry grabs my phone "Hi I overheard you trash talking Emma, hi I'm Harry Styles, leave the her the fuck alone!" and with that he ends the phone call. Tears are threatening to stream down my face. Harry then grabs me into a comforting hug. "Don't listen to that son of a-" "Harry, why do you keep defending me? He gets out of the hug but his arms are still around my waist. "Because you deserve it Em, you don't deserve to be hurt like that, by anyone." And right then and there, I realize I'm definitely crushing. Crushing on Harry Styles.
*A Day Later*
"So Emma how's it going with you and Harry?" I just roll my eyes at Shaheens question "Oh come on you and him are totally crushing." she sits next to me on the couch at the house we get to stay at while we're here in London. I turn on the T.V. to ignore Shaheen. "O-MI-GOD! You like him don't you?!?" "Well if you mean he's a great friend then yes. He was really nice with supporting me." I turn off the T.V. knowing there was nothing on. I get up to get a drink. I grab a 'NAKED' green machine fruit smoothie and I shake it up. My phone rings and I pick it up to see Harry's name and caller ID. "Hey hey, whats up?" "Uhm, hey Em, I was wondering if you'd like to record some songs back at the studio." I debate on what I'm going to say. "Harry, you know how I feel about-" "I know but just come to the studio. WIth Shaheen, oh yeah and bring one of those fruit smoothies you always talk about." I giggle a little at what he just said. I think he just likes the name. "Okay Haz, we'll be there in five." "Kay bye princess." I feel my cheeks heat up. "Hah bye Harry." I end the call, and when I look over at Shaheen who's smiling "What are you blushing and smiling bout luvie?" I just shrug and I grab another fruit smoothie and I place it on the table. Knowing that I don't want to show up at the studio in my pajamas I say to Shaheen "Get dressed we're going back to the studio." "Ahh I see, Harry was being flirtatious." and with that I roll my eyes and I sprint to my room to get changed. I slip on a teal crop top with a smile that you'd send through a text, with a pair of skinnies and I put on my grey converse. I already brushed my teeth and hair. I put my long hair into a messy bun and Shaheen and I rush out of the door after I grab the fruit smoothie for Harry. We arrive at the studio with Harry and Niall in the same relaxing/studio room that we were in yesterday. "The other boys had some arrands to do today." I just smile and I sit next to Harry and Shaheen sits next to Niall. I turn my attention back to Harry. "So where's that fruit smoothie." I just roll my eyes and hand it to him. He shakes it up and takes a sip. He seems very satisfied. "Fine I'll do it." he gives me a quizzical look before saying "Do what?" "I'll sing." he smiles widely he motions me into the booth and I being to sing not yet knowing that he was recording
*Harry's POV*
Oooooh oh
Everyday is so wonderful then suddenly its hard to breathe,now and then i can get insecure from all the pain so ashamed. I am beautiful no matter what they say. Words can bring me down. I am beautiful in every single way. Yes words can bring me down, so don't you bring me down today.
Emma's voice keeps ringing in my head. After she had sung the song, I hid the fact that I had recorded her. I gave her a tight hug, since she had sung the song about how she felt. After the phone call yesterday, she's been pretty stiff, then she sang the song, and she told me what the girl, Amber had said, now I knew why she had hated herself. Crappy people like Amber make Emma, my Emma beat her self up. I'm never going to let that happen ever again. And this recording is just the start.
