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Emily's p.o.v

I groan as I walk threw the isles looking for food.

Harry had been acting strange the past few days after Sam left. I don't know what's going on with them, but harry needs to stop and just tell her.

Secrets can't be kept.

You can't trust anyone.

That's life, we live in a society where you can barely trust the ones that are closest to you.

"Excuse me." A voice says. I turn to face the most dashing looking boy I've ever seen. His eyes are a deep blue, his hair styled up into a small dirty blondish quiff. He smiles his teeth glow from pure pearl white beauty. "Can you tell me where the biscui- I mean cookies are?"

I open my mouth to talk but no words are able to form. "I-I" he laughs, making my cheeks turn a shade of red. "Can you speak?" He asks. I smile nodding my head rapidly.

He threw his head back in laughter arching his back slightly. He reaches his hand forward.

"I'm niall."

I reach for his hand, my hand fits into his perfectly as soon as they touch it's feels like a spark runs threw my entire body. I jerk my hand away intently, as I do his smile falls and he awkwardly starred at his rejected hand. "I'm emily."

"Pretty name." He says. I can feel my heart stop.

"You have a pretty face." I say. I mentally kick myself. "Shit, I meant your face is nice looking not saying it's not pretty, because it is , but that's not what I meant like your face is-"

"Chill, babe, your way to tense," the word babe rolls off his Tongue in the most sexiest matter. "So?"

"Oh." My mind comes back down form heaven. "The biscuits are near the bakery in the back of the store." I say. I carefully think of every word before I say it, so I don't end is embarrassing my self again.

"Okay. Thanks love." He turns walking away. "Anytime." I say,biting my lip.

I continue on with my shopping, my mind keeps going back to niall, he was just so sweet and his laugh could just instantly make you laugh without even trying, and that accent I could tell.

As I'm about to go to my car I feel a rubber band hid he back of my head. "Hey emily." I hear that's p same Irish voice. "I know we just met and stuff. I'm not very good at things like this. Do you maybe, I don't know if your not busy later maybe we could sorta g-"

"Yes." I grin, cutting him off. "And next time just say my name instead of hitting the back of my head with a rubber band, idiot."I joke hitting him slightly.

"Your weak" he challenges. I smirk brining my hand back and throwing it at this shoulder full power. My force is enough to knock him off his feet. "Shit!" He curses grabbing his shoulder.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry niall." I say helping him up.

He raises his hand waving me off. "It fine, you've got one hell of a arm!" He half smiles.

I lower my head. " I'm so sorry." I say. Voice small.

He laughs again, putting two finger under my chin lifting my head to meet his blue eyes. "I would love to be hit by you." He says.

I let out a shaky breath. Juts as I'm about to talk I hear the car horn blow numerous times. "Emily hurry the hell up would you!" Gemma yells from inside the car.

I turn. Back to niall gathering my things. "I'm sorry niall I have to go."

He looks back and forth between me and the car. "Yeah, I understand. Tell Harry I said hi when you see him yeah?" He says and I freeze.

"What did you just say?" I question. I can see the color drains from his face.

"I um. Heres my number." He says handing me the Sven digits on a torn of pice of paper. "No what did you say about harry? How do you know him?"

"I don't. I don't know why I said that. Give me a ring when you get the chance?" Before I can answer the dirty blonde is walking back towards the store.

What the hell?

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A/n hey guys. Sorry if this chpt. Is short me wanted to me to update really badly.

So this didn't have to do with Sam and harry but it's important. Pay attention to last few paragraphs. :) love you all.

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