Protecting Emily

Chapter 24 part 2

That place was huge.

Soon enough we were pulling into the big lot.

There was commotion everywhere.

“We’re going to meet Simon here so he can give us a quick tour. In other words Emily has to stay in the car.” Zayn added.

“Shut up! I’ll be fine.” I squealed.

I was going to meet Simon!

Harry intertwined our fingers.

“I’ll make sure you don’t look stupid.” Harry smirked.

“My hero.” I mumbled, snatching my hand away.

He kissed my shoulder and leaned his head on it.

*  *  *

“After Simon you’re going to love it.” Harry whispered to me as Simon was showing the boys what would soon be their tour bus.

First step: Mall tours.

It kind of saddened me but this is Harry’s life now. And I was going to be supportive… while sobbing my eyes out.

“Why?” I whispered back.

“You’ll see.” He mumbled.

“That’s it boys. Feel free to roam but I’ve got a show to do in a few hours. Nice meeting you all.” He nodded to us girls and went off.

“Let’s have some fun.” Louis cheered.

“What sort of fun?” I asked.

Zayn grabbed my arm and tugged me behind a giant wall.

There I saw two go carts.

Oh hell.

*  *  *

I squealed into Harry’s back as I hung onto his back for dear life.

Sure go carts were meant for one but Harry found a way.

“Hell yeah!” Zayn yelled, passing us as we took a sharp turn.

“Park it!” Niall yelled.

Harry did one final lap before stopping us.

I hopped off.

I think I’m gunna be sick.

“I’m tired.” I rubbed my arms up and down.

I was still jittery from the ride. I was not a rollercoaster girl or anything having to due fast pace.

I’ll be sick.

“You are?” Harry looked at me like I was crazy.

I nodded.

I sort of felt bad because I held Harry back a lot of the time and this would be one of those times.

“Do you want to lay in the car until the boys are ready?” He asked.

“Oh no Haz I don’t-” “Come on.” He pulled me along.

“Hey guys! Em’s feeling tired so we’re just gunna stay in the car until you guys are ready.” Harry announced.

Niall nodded before taking over our cart, racing Leeroy.

As I watched Niall and Leeroy, Harry cradled me in his arms, earning a squeak from me.

“You don’t have to carry me.” I laughed.

When he continued carrying me, I mentally labeled him the best boyfriend in the world.