Something Great

Emma’s P.O.V.


"Cara's back..." I fake laughed, my voice sounding flat. They broke apart from their kiss and Harry's face was priceless, like he was caught.

"Hey, Emma!" Cara wrapped her tiny arms around me and I hugged back. She wasn't doing anything wrong, Cara was literally clueless in this situation. "How was Wisconsin?" She asked, pulling away.

"It was good, thanks. I hate to be a party pooper but I'm really tired so I'm gonna go to sleep. You guys catch up," I faked a smile. Harry had a blank face on, I couldn't read him. I had not one clue what was going on inside his head but at this point I could care less. I wasn't in the mood of getting hurt, especially by him. It was like my body was shutting down and not able to take any more punches to the stomach from Harry.

"Oh, alright. Night, Emma!" Cara sang, still not a clue.

"Night, Em." Harry tried to make it seem like nothing happened in front of Cara. I smiled again, faking it once more. As I walked up the stairs, I realized how fast I became tired. It was like within seconds, I was drained. Thinking I wasn't going to get any sleep, I ended up passing out in no time.



When I woke up, it was around 12 pm. Stretching, I flung my arms out and that's when I noticed Niall was passed out next to me. This happened often, especially when he was drunk. He'd always sleep walk into my room and pass out in my bed, it was funny. It was almost like he knew I was looking at him because his eyes slowly opened and he looked back at me. "It was a long night..." He admitted.

"I can tell," I said giggling. Niall was literally like my older brother although sometimes it's as if I'm is older sister. I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arm around his waist and rest my head on his chest.

"What's up, Em?" He asked, running his hands through my hair. "I heard about you and Harry."

"He told you?" I asked kind of humiliated. I mean I was the other girl in his life. It may seem the same way vice versa but honestly, Harry meant way more to me than Riley.

"Harry spills it all when he drinks," Niall snorted. Harry rarely drinks unless he's with group of people going out or he's upset. This will sound bad, but I hope he was drinking to fill in his sadness. I wanted him to hurt like I did. Especially when I saw him kissing Cara last night. "He's really confused," Niall told me. "But he has no right to pull you in and lead you on if he can't break it off with Cara yet." I loved Niall's talks and advice. "I know you love him but if you end up getting hurt, it's not worth it."

"I know. Thanks, Niall." I leaned up and kissed his cheek. "I should probably call Coralie, she'll be very angry to be the last one to know what's going on." The smile on Niall's face grew bigger and I knew something was up. "Niall..." I sat up, leaning my hand on his chest. "Is there something you forgot to tell me?" The smile on my face grew almost as big as his.

"Well...Coralie was there last night so she already knows what happened."

"Okay, but I'm assuming that's not it Niall!" I had a feeling of what happened last night. “If you tell me that you and Coralie hooked up, you could possibly make me the happiest person ever!” I literally shouted. He didn’t even have to say anything and I leaped up from the bed and danced around the room in pure happiness. “I’m so happy for you guys!” Immediately, I stopped and looked at him. “I swear to God if it was just a one-time thing I might just jump out my window,” I sighed.

“I hope it’s not a one-time thing, I like her. She’s cool,” Niall admitted as he sat up. Again, I started dancing around the room. Niall’s laughter took over the whole room. His laugh alone brought me joy. Niall stopped me and pulled me back down on the bed and looked at me.

“Listen, I know you’ll make the right choice with you and Harry’s situation.”

“I hope I do, you know how stupid and naïve I can be.” I said nudging his shoulder, making a slight joke out of it.

“What about Riley? What’s going on with you two?” He asked.

“I like him a lot,” I said starting to think about him. “He’s really good to me,” I started and Niall finished my sentence for me.

“But he’s not Harry?” He asked basically reading my mind. I shook my head, falling back on the bed.

“I just wish it was all easy and went the way it would go in my mind,” I explained.

“Hey, cheer up kid. You’ve always got me,” he smiled.

“Yeah, thank God.”



Coralie and I took a walk, so we could catch up on things since we haven’t seen each other since before I left for Wisconsin. She told me everything about her and Niall and it was music to my ears when she said she wanted things to go further between them. “I’m really happy for you and Niall, it’s awesome.” The smile on my face was real but I couldn’t help but have the whole Harry thing on my mind. Coralie could obviously tell how distracted I was and acted on it.
“So, what are you gonna do about Harry?” she asked. To be completely truthful, I’ve been wanting to talk about it for a while and Coralie was the perfect person to listen.

“I don’t know. Clearly I want him to end things with Cara but I don’t think he’s going to be doing that anytime soon. I just don’t get why he won’t if he had feelings for me…” I looked at Coralie for a response. She swallowed her sandwich wrap, noticing that I wanted her to retort.

“He’s confused-“

“I swear if one more person tells me he’s ‘confused’ I’m going to throw myself in front of a car!” Coralie found humor out of that comment and started laughing with me. “Everyone’s confused. He had a week to figure out what he wanted, a week!”

“Sweetie, a week sometimes isn’t enough. He’s dealing with a big situation,” she stated. “If you really want to be with him, give him some time to think about things. If not, move on with your life and continue to see Riley. But tell Harry what you wanna do.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” I smiled at her, giving her quick side hug.

“You’ll make the right choice,” she firmly stated. “I have confidence in you, Em.”

“Thank you, Cor.”




After taking in a few people’s advice, I decided that it was time to find Harry. Louis let me know he was upstairs in his room. When I walked in, he was talking to himself and pacing back and forth. Finally, he stopped after seeing me. “Em…” he said trailing off.

“Hey,” I waved and then felt like an idiot for waving. “Can we talk?”

“Yes!” he answered a little too eager and then stepped back a little. It was awkward, like yesterday when he picked me up at the airport. “Listen, I know what I want.”

“I do too,” I started. “I really wanted to be with you,” I sighed as well did he after hearing my past tense.

“Wanted…” he repeated.

“Wanted…” I repeated. “No, no. Not wanted – why are you surprised I said wanted? Isn’t what you wanted was to be with Cara?” I realized how illiterate that sentence sounded after I said it
but Harry knew how to understand my idiotic language.

“Maybe I should’ve gone first…” he slightly laughed.

“Please,” I practically begged.

“I want to be with you. Present tense,” he emphasized the ‘want.’

“You do?” I asked, shocked.

“Yes,” he said.

“What about Cara?” I asked making sure he was for real.

“She’s no you, Em.” This took me back to me and Niall’s conversation.

“I want to be with you too,” I said exactly as he did before.

“What about Riley?” He asked. Before I answered, I looked down at my feet not believing at how cheesy I was about to be. When I looked up at him, my smile was soon overpowering my face.

“He’s no you, Harry.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” he said pulling me into a kiss. I finally made the right choice which is being in his arms.

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