Dreamer (One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Four - The Secret

"Do you think this color brings out my eyes?" Emmy asked showing me some blue eye shadow as I leaned up against the Sephora make up display.

" Do you seriously need more make up." I asked with a sigh.

She grinned setting the blue eye shadow back down on the display. She looked a little bit hurt at what I had said so I rested my had on her shoulder knowing I didn't mean for it to be hurtful.

" Harry, I'm a girl I need this stuff." She laughed.

I rolled my eyes walking around the store as a very heavily make uped girl came into my view. She started to check me out but I acted like I didn't notice.

" Do you need anything!" She asked Emmy, and she shook her head then smiled at me.

I strolled down the aisles before I saw a row of fake eye lashes.

I picked up some fake eye lashes with a laugh.

" Emmy I think you should buy these." I said as the girl walked away.

She stared at me then busted out laughing.

" Come on curly." She laughed grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the store. I looked down realizing she was holding my hand before she quickly let go.

We walked along the mall and then she looked up at a huge sign with Justin Bieber on it and let out a sigh.

"I wonder what it's like to be famous." She mumbled throwing her long curls behind her back.

" Don't worry, we will be famous some day." I said with a wink.

She looked at me puzzled but I just laughed.

I looked down at the ground starting to feel guilty still about not telling her but then she gripped my arm. I looked up to see them frightened look come across her face, I looked up to see Zayn, Niall and Josh.

" Emmy, lets just go the other way." I whispered as Emmy made eye contact with Zayn who started to smirk. Emmy threaded her arm through mine and we started to walk the other way. I felt Emmy stiffen as Zayn eerily started to follow us.

" Should we run?" She whispered starting to seem afraid.

"Why are you so afraid of him Love?" I asked curious.

She didn't make eye contact with me but just shook her head and mumbled.

"Later."

Before she started to walk slightly faster pulling me along with her.

We ran into the nearest store, which happened to be Victoria's Secret.

Emmy picked up a random bra and started acting like a costumer hoping while Zayn and his guys walked by they wouldn't notice.

" Would this be the right size?" She giggled holding up a very lacey bra.

I struggled for words then hung it back up.

" Your such a boy." She giggled before walking out of the store.

We started walking down toward the other end of the mall as I smiled looking at her.

" Wow, Harry your still around?" Emmy froze in front of me as we both turned around to hear his cold voice. There stood Zayn his jet-black hair and the smirk on his face. Niall came out of no where wearing his a green Irish shirt and eating food of course. I made eye contact with him wondering what made him turn to be Zayns 'Friend'

" Why, wouldn't I be." I asked standing in front of Emmy who started to look afraid.

" I just thought you would be hanging out with your girlfriend and not mine." He laughed.

Emmy looked up disgusted.

" I will never be your girlfriend." She said coldly.

It gave me relief that she wasn't attracted to boys like Zayn who would take advantage of her and get her hooked on some kind of drug most likely.

She grabbed my bicep and looked as though she was hiding.

" You were....My girlfriend." He laughed.

I looked at Emmy confused and she looked down at the ground.

" Oh, You didn't tell him Emmy?" He said looking at Niall who looked as confused as I did.

He started to walk toward her and then he pulled Emmy away from me.

I was still in shock from what he had said and I didn't have time to react.

" Don't touch me.." She said trying to pull away from his grip.

That was one of the first times I saw Zayn actually looked quite hurt.

But he didn't let go of her.

" She said let go!" I practically screamed walking over to him.

He smirked at me.

" And what are you going to do about it Harry?" Niall said.

I raised my eyebrows then clenched my jaw and tightened my fist.

The next thing I know it I punched Zayn right across the face making Emmy scream a little bit, as he came back to punch me stumbling backward and touching the bloody cut right above his eye.

I smirked proudly before Em grabbed my arm and began pulling me along in a sprint across the mall.

She could help but smile as we ran. She let out a slight giggle.

But I didn't know what to think. She dated Zayn?