p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 13.0px} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} I looked at Niall and Harry, Harry looked disappointed and Niall looked a mixture of furious and jealous. I walked over towards them but louis pulled me back.
“see you in Physics, Emily” he whispers in my ear before releasing his grip on my arm.
I walk towards Niall and Harry, Neither of them say a word. “Harry can i talk to you quickly?” i ask. Niall shoots us both a look before throwing his arms up and walking away. Poor Niall.
“Whats up Em?” He asks me.
“You left my window open…” I begin waiting to see his reaction.
“I’m sorry, are you okay?” he asks looking me over like a protective older brother. I laugh a bit.
“Harry, I’m fine! just, when I got out of the shower, Louis was sat on my bed and..” Harry’s eyes darkened. “And what Emily?” his jaw tenses and his fists clench. “Harry, calm down… we just, we kissed.” i smile to myself thinking back on the memory. I look at Harry he looks slightly calmer but still pissed. “Who does he think he is Emily? He cannot just come into your house like that. What if he had seen your dad?” he snaps, I hadn't thought about that.
“I’m an idiot, i just have to tell him he cant do it again” I say, thinking I've solved the problem but something tells me just telling Louis Tomlinson not to do something, isn’t going to work.

I could tell Harry sort of regretted saying anything about my dad, and that he still seemed slightly upset. so i opened my arms for a hug. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me into the air, he hugged me so tight i could barley breathe.
“I think you should talk to him Harry” I say but instantly regret it when he drops me back on the ground and walks away without a word. I watch as he walks towards Niall, they both look over at me still stood near Louis car. I decide to just walk to class. My first class was geography, i wonder if i can talk to Sophia about this. Are we that close yet? When i walk in she is already sat down when she spots me she smiles and waves uncontrollably. I smile back.
“Hey Soph” i say as i pull the chair out next to her. “can I tell you a secret?” Her eyes widen and she spins in her chair so we are face to face. “YES! Emily you have nothing to worry about, I will not tell a soul!” Sophia squeals as Louis’ blonde friend sits next to us “Hey Pear” Sophia says giving her a hug. Perry smiles and returns the hug.
“This is Emily” Sophia introduces me.
“Ah, the girl Louis is so fond of” she winks at me. I blush and look down at my book.
“Emily tell us the secret, I promise Perrie is trustworthy, we’ve known each other years.” I contemplate whether i should tell her as well, and I decide to do it because she is Louis friend, he might have said something about it.
“Well, Louis snuck into my house last night, without an invite… and we- well we kissed” I smiled and looked up to see their reactions. Perry was beaming and Sophia looked shocked.
“He told me already this morning, he was over the moon, his eyes all dreamy. He looked like he was on top of the world” Perrie says, still smiling bright. “It’s been a long time since i’ve seen him like that” she continues. My stomach erupts in butterflies. Maybe i actually do mean something to him.
“Be careful, but you know Niall likes you right?” Sophia warns. Why do people keep saying that. He’s so rude to me. I’ve only really seen him be nice once, the time we watched a movie.
“I’ll be careful, and i don’t believe Niall likes me that much” I reply. Sophia just shakes her head. The rest of the lesson flies by. As we are walking out of the class a new topic of conversation sparks up “Emily’s never been to a party you know” Sophia says to Perrie smirking. “Oh really? Well there just so happens to be one tomorrow night at Zayn’s house that you’re both invited too” Perrie says. That sounded rehearsed. I’ve never been that interested in parties but probably just because i never got invited. I feel excitement rise through my body when i think about who is going to be there. I smile at Perrie “really?” i say and she nods her head. We say our goodbyes then we split. I have art with Louis and Zayn.

I walk in a Zayn smiles at me “Thankyou.” he tells me before Louis walks in. Louis smiles when he sees me and takes a seat next too me.
“Hey” He says with a wink, i blush and look down. I blush so easily.
“What you doing tomorrow night?” he asks me. Is he about to ask me on a date? Oh wait the party, he’s probably inviting me. “Going to Zayn’s party” I reply with a smirk. I knew he wanted the satisfaction of inviting me. Louis shoots Zayn a look and he shrugs his shoulders. I giggle. “Perrie already invited me and Soph” i say and they both nod.
“well as long as you're coming, Hey whats your phone number” Louis says sweetly. I tell him my digits and he writes them into his phone.
The teacher begins to speak. “i want you to paint something over the next week, that represents you. It can include objects, people, and words that you think make you who you are.” I begin to think. What makes me, me? My mother. Plain and simple my mother shaped me to be the person i am now, and my father is slowly tearing down her hard work. I decide to paint a scene. The day she gave me hunter. I begin sketching and catch Louis looking over my shoulder.
“Whose that?” he asks me pointing to the rough sketch of me lying on the sofa as a child.
“don’t tell me you have a kid” He laughs and i smile,
“no, that’s 7 year old me” i respond smiling down at the drawing.
“can’t wait to see when its finished” Zayn says. I look at Louis work its got footballs and cars and girls. Charming. No one spoke for the rest of the lesson because we were all concentrating on our artwork. When the bell went i jumped up from my seat and walked out of the class room. I think i have math now? or maybe english? Oh god. Im roaming the corridors towards my math when I see Niall.
“Niall!!!” I yell, jogging over to him. He doesn't say anything he just stares at me with his big blue eyes. “Do we have math?” i question him. He nods, and tries to walk away but i grab his arm and pull him back.
“What is your problem?!” I half yell. He takes a step towards me. “you Emily! You are my problem! We’ve warned you and warned you and now you're running around with Louis Tomlinson!!!! I care about you Emily, but I'm not going to get close with you just to watch that dick have the girl of my dreams! He will take everything from you, he will destroy you… and I can’t just watch it happen” He yells. Did he just say i was the girl of his dreams? Wait ignore that. This is all too complicated, I’m going tonight. It’ll be better for everyone if i just leave.

With that thought, I walk away leaving Niall stood in the hallway, his chest heaving up and down, his jaw tensed. I sit through math thinking hard. Niall didn't ever come into the class, he must have bunked school. I decide not to go the rest of the day.

I find Harry at recess “Harry I’m feeling sick” I tell him so he won’t come looking for me later on. “Do you want me to walk you home?” he asks looking over me. “No, thank you for everything Harry, goodbye.” I kiss him on the cheek. Then I walk home.

As soon as i get in i ignore my dad who opens his bedroom door, I run to my room and put some clothes in a bag, a hair brush and hunter. I put the bag under my bed, i took off my jacket, and pulled on a jumper over my head. I walk down to the kitchen to see my dad standing with a knife. “What the fuck do you think you're doing.” he says in a stern voice, walking towards me. I was really hoping he wasn't going to be home. “Just getting some food” I tell him calmly, trying to ignore the knife at my throat. I can smell the alcohol on his breath. The knife was removed from my throat and dropped to the ground. This man is so unpredictable. “I’m going to the pub” he mumbles as he barges into me, knocking me to the ground, he turns around and kicks me in the stomach. I groan in pain. “You’re pathetic” he whispers and I hear his footsteps getting further away, then the front door slams. I lay on the ground for a minute trying to make the pain going away. When i lift my shirt i see a bruise forming. I have to leave now. I stand up and look in the cupboards, I gather as much food as i can, but there isn't much. Then i put it in my bag and head towards the door. Just as I am walking out, I notice my dads wallet on the coffee table. I run down the stairs and take out the 50 pounds he has in there and take the car keys he left next to it. Then i take his car and I’m off.

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