You guys are allowed to kill me. I was ready to update Ch 25 on friday but like i re-read it (Thank God) and i realized it didn't make sense. So I looked back and realized I wrote a part 2 of ch 24. So what happens is that I write and put stuff into drafts to make updates easy when I'm on the go but I forgot to upload this part. Therefore why it's late.
Merry Christmas Eve & Merry Christmas! (for those who celebrate) Hope you all have a fantastic day tomorrow and PS: No One Direction is not going to be under your tree in the morning because they're already under mine(;
PSS: I found a twitter account for a Directioner named Emily Hale I almost cried!
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(Recap)
He kissed the side of my head and hugged me close.
“I’m sorry Em.” He mumbled into my hair.
“I know. Me too.” I pressed my lips to his.
He bit my lip teasingly.
I think I died.
“Seriously do you two do anything than play tonsil hockey?” Louis piped up.
I groaned.
“What are you doing in my bedroom Lou?” I asked.
“Well… we thought you guys would enjoy a little surprise. Leeroy hit it big this time.” Louis nodded.
Harry and I looked confused at him.
“Well come on!” He yelled at us.
Harry and I got up and put on our shoes.
* * *
“How do you think atheists get married?” I asked.
“God Liam please tell me we’re here!” Harry groaned.
“Seriously!” I smacked his chest.
“I don’t know babe? Maybe just without a bible!” He ran a hand through his hair.
We’ve been on the road for two hours and I was totally bored.
And that was an understatement.
“Shut up.” Liam told us.
Harry groaned and slumped in his seat.
“If two people are reading each other’s thoughts does that really mean that they’re seeing their own thoughts?” I asked.
“Someone help me.” Harry groaned.
“Knock knock!” Liz said from the back.
“Who’s there?” Harry piped up at the sign of anything other than my questions.
“Boo.”
“Boo who?” Harry looked confused, as if he didn’t know this joke.
“Shut the f*ck up crying already!” Liz snapped.
It took Harry a minute before he got it.
I smirked at him.
In the SUV was Liam, Liz, Harry, Zayn, Perrie, and myself. Leeroy,Niall, Louis, and Eleanor were in the car in front of us.
“I think we’re close lads.” Liam said.
Through the almost darkness despite it was only 5:30, we saw a giant stadium.
“That’s our first gig.” Liam beamed.
“Shut up!” I screeched.
Harry cheered.
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.
I was really lucky to have Harry.
He shrugged and soon placed me in the seat of the SUV.
Harry laid me down and sat on the end with my feet on him.
“Here I’ll sit up so you can lay down more.” I said, trying to get up.
He shook his head.
“Haz you should rest too.” I argued. And I thought I was stubborn.
I rolled my eyes.
“Here’s a tip, I don’t take orders.” He smirked at me.
The words made me smile.
One of the first conversations we had.
I had threatened him with a restraining order like an idiot. I mean who did that?!
I looked down.
“I was really mean to you wasn’t I?” I played with my hands.
Sure at the time it was reasonable but now it just sounded stupid.
“Don’t even think about it Em. We had just met. You were very-” I shot him a look, daring him to finish that sentence.
“Secluded?” He winced.
I nodded slightly. That wasn’t bad. I was expecting something more along the lines of neurotic bitch.
“Oh! Hey I know this is so pushing the boyfriend role but… can I use you for like the rest of the night?” He asked.
I scrunched my eyebrows up.
“Use me?”
My inner dirty mind was working a bit more into that sentence.
“Right. Should emphasize more. Well, don’t tell anyone besides the boys but a few of our shows have already sold out. Just small ones. But they put some money in our accounts. Well, I paid the bills and I finally have some left over.”
“And?” I didn’t see what he was getting at.
“I need you to help me paint Lux’s room.”
Oh my God!
I squealed.
“She’s always wanted that!” I smiled.
“Yeah. I know.” He smiled, “I couldn’t give her, her dream room. Slowly but surely, I can now. And since your room is pink as f*ck, I was hoping you could help me.”
“Of course I can! And my room is not that pink!”
“Baby, your room has a corner full of stuffed bears.” He pointed out.
I huffed.
My room was definitely fit for someone Lux’s age. But I think it’s just because being a child it was hard moving around a lot so I’m trying to stay a child for as long as I can.
The label, sophomore isn’t that grown up.
“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes.
He smiled.
“So will you help me? You’re going to be super tired.”
“Of course I will you idiot.” I hit his shoulder.
“Thank God.” He sighed.
I smiled.
He leaned over and pecked my lips.
That little peck shot butterflies through my stomach.
No that was a lie it’s more like every freaking butterfly you’ve ever seen times a million.
Harry definitely had an effect on me.
He flashed me a crooked smile.
“You know what Lux first told me when I met you?” I asked, recalling the memory.
He raised an eyebrow.
“Do I want to know?”
I nodded. “She said you never used to smile that much before I came around.”
His smile faltered.
“Not really… You can’t get over certain things and for me it was obviously my parents.”
I bent my legs and scooted down to hold his hand.
“I know.” I nodded, rubbing circles on his hand.
Harry was always there for when I was having some sort of emotional breakdown. I’ve been there for him but not as much as I should.
“Hey when did you get that?” I scrunched my eyes on his wrist tattoo.
“Oh um. It’s nothing I-” “The things I can’t?” I read. It was hard to read in the dusk. I’m sure there’s more I can’t see.
“Sort of… um. Just kind of got it when I was at X-Factor.” He shrugged.
I never noticed because that boy was always wearing a damn watch.
We slipped into a comfortable silence.
“Hey Em?” Harry whispered.
“Hmm?” I mumbled.
“Why were you so scared when you first met me?” He asked.
“Other than you feeling me up?” I retorted.
“I didn’t feel you up. Feeling up is straight up third base.”
“Bet to differ.” I rolled my eyes.
He smirked, crawling on top of me.
“This is not third base.” His fingers lingered between my knees. Pleasure shot up my body.
“Or this.” his fingers went up. I can feel my heart in my ears and I’m sure that’s not good.
I tried to keep a steady pace of breathing but that was so not happening.
“Or this which is exactly what I did to you.” His fingers went up, a few inches from where the sun doesn’t shine.
“Close enough.” I pushed him off, sending him on his back on the floor.
He groaned.
I went from giggling to straight up laughing.
“You know, I was starting to think you lost your badass touch, but that was a very nice play Hale.” He smirked, trying to get up.
He ended up having to come up sideways like he want in to fit.
“I’ll remember that.” He laughed, kissing my nose.
I crinkled my nose.
“Hey how’s your dad?” He asked.
This boy was just full of questions today wasn’t he?
Then it hit me.
The trip here.
Okay so payback is a bitch and that bitch is named Harold Styles.
But he does deserve an answer.
“He went off again. You know.” I shrugged.
“Does he still hate me?” He looked at me with sad eyes.
“Yeah.” I breathed out.
I wish dad didn’t. I remember when I had that big fight with Harry only a few days ago, when Liam left dad started ranting.
I winced and wrapped my arms around myself as I leaned into the recliner.
“I never liked his tattoos! I mean who in their right mind get’s that many tattoos?! I mean he practically colors his arms! Then for him to even look at you the wrong way makes me want to use the gun skills I learned back in training.” Dad grumbled.
“Dad it wasn’t-” “I don’t care Emily! He was never good for you! I had a feeling and you know what? I ended up being right!” He stopped his ranting and sighed, running a long hand over his face.
“Maybe if your mother were here I’d-” He sighed.
I knew dad felt like he was doing a bad job with me, but he wasn’t.
“Daddy.” I said quietly.
He looked at me softly.
“I’m okay.” I nodded.
“If you were okay Em you wouldn’t be going absolutely out of your mind.” He stated.
“Daddy. I’m okay. I promise. It’s a teenage thing. I promise.” I tried to laugh but it just came out as a nervous breath.
He wrapped his arms around me.
“If he asks for a second chance, will you give it to him?” he asked.
I bit my lip.
“I love him dad.” I whispered.
He tightened his grip around me.
He sighed.
Just that simple noise made my eyes start to water.
“As much as I hate to admit it, he’ll find a way to win you back. And when he does, you know where my shot gun is at.”
I laughed, trying my best not to cry.
“I love you bud.” He rubbed my back.
“Love you more dad.”
“When did he leave?” Harry asked.
“Um, morning of Zayn’s party.”
Discussing Zayn’s party was awkward.
Sure Harry and I had slept together and everything was great but, I’m definitely not ready for it again… for a long time.
“When is he getting back?”
“Hopefully soon. I miss my daddy.” I frowned.
He intertwined our hands.
“I’m going to make him trust me again Em. Promise.” Harry nodded.
This made me smile.
I believed him.
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This is so my favorite chapter by far..!!!!!!!!
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