Moments (A One Direction Fanfic) NOT FINISHED

Chapter 5

Waking up today I had forgotten what happened yesterday. I mean, I do remember crying with Harry but not here with him now. When my tired, weak eyes opened I saw his face... He was still asleep, thank goodness, because now is my chance to slip out and act like this never happened. I lifted his limp arm and scooted myself out. I can't believe I laid with him last night. What was I thinking? If Justin ever found out about this he would kill me! Gah, better forget and act like this never happened.... Even to Harry.

Time to wash off the memories of yesterday and start the memories of today. I went to shower. I turned the faucet handles and the steaming water poured down into the shower floor making a cloud of steam cling to the mirror. Tossing my clothes off, I got into the shower and began to wash off all my emotions and remembrance.

The shower I took was pretty long. It relaxed my constantly tense muscles. By the end of it I had "completely" forgotten about what happened yesterday.

I stepped out of the shower to hear Harry's voice at my door and a little knock, "Em you in here?"

"Yeah. Just got out of the shower if anyone is wondering, I'll be down soon." I spoke back.

Hearing his foot steps leave the front of my door, I slipped out of the bathroom and into Liam's spare room where my clothes laid on the bed. Thank God for Carley! Her clothes are very cute, making me look very dressy today. And since my outfit was dressy I decided to curl my hair. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=64560004

Once I finished dressing I went downstairs and everyone was sitting around the living room. All the boys eyes shot over to me including Carley's. Carley had a massive smile and Harry had his notorious cheeky grin plastered on his face while his eyes slowly drifted up and down. I shot a really angry face at him, but he looked confused like a 'What did I do' kind of look. Maybe I should tell him now that me and him can't be anything. I wonder how he is going to react?

(HARRY'S POV)

Wow. Emily looks absolutely beautiful! Why do I fancy someone I have only just met? I don't know if I can answer that question just yet but there is something special about Emily that gets me every time I look at her.

"Hey Harry, can I talk to you real quick?" Emily came and whispered in my ear. She broke my train of thought but I didn't hesitate seeing what she wanted. 

I followed her out to Liam's pool area and she sat the two of us down on the recliner chairs. 

"So what's up Em? And you look beautiful today." I gave her my infamous grin again.

"Thanks. But I want to talk to you about last night....." She cut off and I started to get a little upset.

Emily started back up, "Harry listen we can't be together.... I'm really sorry but we can't. I'm with Justin, and if he found out about last night he would kill me. Literally. I'm very sorry." 

I felt a wave of anger and sadness sweep over me. 

"Okay. Well just answer me this. Why are you with a total dick that does nothing but emotionally and physically abuse you?! Huh?! Why Emily?! You deserve better and we both know that!" I yelled at her. 

Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me right now Harry? You bloody fucking tosser! Yeah, thanks for pointing out the shit that I hate talking about. I was going to try and have a good day today but that's ruined just because you decided to make me remember the memories I've tried to push away for so long. I thought you would be different and understand the situation I'm going through. But right now you're being selfish and I don't think I need anymore immature assholes in my life. Fuck off Harry." She screamed, crying hysterically.