The Wrong Father
Chapter Fifteen
*Emily's POV*
I let out a loud scream, which seemed to echo in response and I paused for a second, waiting to hear if anyone was coming to help me. No one came.
'Right,' Harry said, gritting his teeth. 'I'm getting fucking sick of you now.' He pulled down roughly on my hair, forcing me to lean my head back and stumble backwards as he pulled me away from the car.
'Give me the keys..' He said, his voice more calming that before, he released the grip on my hair a bit, but I was still uncomfortable.
'Go to hell..' I responded, as he yanked down on my hair again, me letting out a yelp.
'KEYS! NOW!' I quickly fumbled in my pocket for the keys and gave them to him, but he still pulled my hair, so low that my whole body crumpled to the floor.
I heard him chuck the keys and then I heard someone catch them.
'Cheers babe...' Her voice sent shivers down my spine, but I knew I recognized it. The female in question kissed Harry's cheek as he stood over me and walked towards my car, getting in it and driving away.
That fucking bitch just stole my car!!
I scrambled to my feet, about to run after the car when Harry snaked an arm around my waist. I tried to escape but he was too strong.
'Don't worry Em.. Christina's just going to pay Niall a little visit..'
*Christina's POV*
As I drove down the road, I knew the exact location of Emily's house. I mean, how many times had Harry and I gone over the plan?
I still can't fucking get pregnant! I slammed my fist onto the steering wheel, recollecting myself to continue driving. The car is nice, Ferrari in red. The leather upholstery is gorgeous. 2013 registration as well. I might just keep this car for myself.
I pulled up to Emily's house and climbed out of the car, locking it and walking up the stairs to the front door, fumbling with the keys to open the front door.
After about 5 minutes, I finally open the door and creep into the house, Niall wasn't in the living room and the TV was off so I could only assume he was in their room.
*Niall's POV*
I heard the front door slam which startled my sleep. Normally Emily never slams the front door, she normally closes it gently. I frowned. Something isn't right.
I remained half awake in case anything else strange happened, but heard Emily creeping up the stairs and towards the bedroom. I couldn't help but smirk.
I rolled over in my 'sleep' and pretended to be asleep as I felt Emily crawl into bed beside me.
'Ready for some fun, Niall?' Emily said..
But hang on.. That isn't Emily's voice.
*Emily's POV*
Harry spun me to face him and looked me up and down, the smirk on his face, repulsing me.
'Why, you just get sexier every day, don't you Ms Phillips?' Harry said, moving a strand of hair away from my face, my body letting out a shudder.
'What do you want from me?' I spat in his face, gritting my teeth.
Harry let out a sordid laugh and planted a kiss on my forehead. I wish I was strong enough to fight him off.
'Oh Emily.. Emily..' Harry took my hand and pulled me with him, so I was forced to walk with him. 'All I've ever wanted, from the start.. was you.'
I thought back to when we first started Im'a Celeb, all the glancing, the trying to get me alone. It all made sense.
'And then, well, you had my child,' He said, placing a hand on my stomach, which I swiftly moved. 'I wanted us to be a family, you see.. But that Horan, he got in the way.. So we will have to change that, wont we?' Harry looked at me and I felt a lump build in my throat.
'What are you going to do to him?' I felt a stray tear leave my eye.
*Niall's POV*
I quickly jumped out of bed, flicking the light on the bedside table on and glaring at this intruder in my bed.
Christina popped her head from under the quilt and walked around to me.
'Its okay Niall... I'm just going to show you a good time, one that your girlfriend can't provide.' She went into the drawer, pulling the engagement ring out of the box and slipping it on her finger.
'I think it fits me nicely, don't you?' Christina said, letting out a sordid laugh as as I ran towards her, grabbing her wrist and pulling it off her finger.
'That's not for you.. Dont even get that sick idea. No one will ever marry you. Actually no, you and Harry are made for each other. You sick twisted physco's.' I grabbed the ring and put in back in the drawer, looking at her.
*Emily's POV*
'Oh me.. I'm not going to do anything.' Harry looked at me, another smirk appearing on his face.
'But Christina, she want's a child of her own. Whichever way she can get it.'
I let out a loud scream, which seemed to echo in response and I paused for a second, waiting to hear if anyone was coming to help me. No one came.
'Right,' Harry said, gritting his teeth. 'I'm getting fucking sick of you now.' He pulled down roughly on my hair, forcing me to lean my head back and stumble backwards as he pulled me away from the car.
'Give me the keys..' He said, his voice more calming that before, he released the grip on my hair a bit, but I was still uncomfortable.
'Go to hell..' I responded, as he yanked down on my hair again, me letting out a yelp.
'KEYS! NOW!' I quickly fumbled in my pocket for the keys and gave them to him, but he still pulled my hair, so low that my whole body crumpled to the floor.
I heard him chuck the keys and then I heard someone catch them.
'Cheers babe...' Her voice sent shivers down my spine, but I knew I recognized it. The female in question kissed Harry's cheek as he stood over me and walked towards my car, getting in it and driving away.
That fucking bitch just stole my car!!
I scrambled to my feet, about to run after the car when Harry snaked an arm around my waist. I tried to escape but he was too strong.
'Don't worry Em.. Christina's just going to pay Niall a little visit..'
*Christina's POV*
As I drove down the road, I knew the exact location of Emily's house. I mean, how many times had Harry and I gone over the plan?
I still can't fucking get pregnant! I slammed my fist onto the steering wheel, recollecting myself to continue driving. The car is nice, Ferrari in red. The leather upholstery is gorgeous. 2013 registration as well. I might just keep this car for myself.
I pulled up to Emily's house and climbed out of the car, locking it and walking up the stairs to the front door, fumbling with the keys to open the front door.
After about 5 minutes, I finally open the door and creep into the house, Niall wasn't in the living room and the TV was off so I could only assume he was in their room.
*Niall's POV*
I heard the front door slam which startled my sleep. Normally Emily never slams the front door, she normally closes it gently. I frowned. Something isn't right.
I remained half awake in case anything else strange happened, but heard Emily creeping up the stairs and towards the bedroom. I couldn't help but smirk.
I rolled over in my 'sleep' and pretended to be asleep as I felt Emily crawl into bed beside me.
'Ready for some fun, Niall?' Emily said..
But hang on.. That isn't Emily's voice.
*Emily's POV*
Harry spun me to face him and looked me up and down, the smirk on his face, repulsing me.
'Why, you just get sexier every day, don't you Ms Phillips?' Harry said, moving a strand of hair away from my face, my body letting out a shudder.
'What do you want from me?' I spat in his face, gritting my teeth.
Harry let out a sordid laugh and planted a kiss on my forehead. I wish I was strong enough to fight him off.
'Oh Emily.. Emily..' Harry took my hand and pulled me with him, so I was forced to walk with him. 'All I've ever wanted, from the start.. was you.'
I thought back to when we first started Im'a Celeb, all the glancing, the trying to get me alone. It all made sense.
'And then, well, you had my child,' He said, placing a hand on my stomach, which I swiftly moved. 'I wanted us to be a family, you see.. But that Horan, he got in the way.. So we will have to change that, wont we?' Harry looked at me and I felt a lump build in my throat.
'What are you going to do to him?' I felt a stray tear leave my eye.
*Niall's POV*
I quickly jumped out of bed, flicking the light on the bedside table on and glaring at this intruder in my bed.
Christina popped her head from under the quilt and walked around to me.
'Its okay Niall... I'm just going to show you a good time, one that your girlfriend can't provide.' She went into the drawer, pulling the engagement ring out of the box and slipping it on her finger.
'I think it fits me nicely, don't you?' Christina said, letting out a sordid laugh as as I ran towards her, grabbing her wrist and pulling it off her finger.
'That's not for you.. Dont even get that sick idea. No one will ever marry you. Actually no, you and Harry are made for each other. You sick twisted physco's.' I grabbed the ring and put in back in the drawer, looking at her.
*Emily's POV*
'Oh me.. I'm not going to do anything.' Harry looked at me, another smirk appearing on his face.
'But Christina, she want's a child of her own. Whichever way she can get it.'
Notes
Guys!Sorry for yesterdays crappy chapter! I made this one extra long to make up for it! :3
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3/26/14