Emily's POV:

I was sitting in Lily's room reading a magazine while she was picking out her outfit for her movie date with Niall. She came out from the coset in jeans, a striped tee shirt, and red converse. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=113477147

"Is this good?" She said standing in front of the mirror.

"Perfect, casual yet cute." I said and we laughed. She walked over to her dresser and put on a phone case that said, "I love boys with accents."

"Lil, really?"

"What? Its funny! He will think its cute."

"Ok.. but don't come running to me when he thinks your a freak." I said . She put her hair up in a pony tail. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. We went downstairs and she opened the door. Niall stood there looking very handsome.

"Hey! Ready to go?" He said in his Irish accent.

"Yup totally! Ok, are you staying here Em?"

"No I'm going to go home I think."

"Love your case" Niall said. We both laughed. They left and I watched them get into the car. They were so cute together.

A few minutes later, I grabbed my coat and walked back to my house. I walked up to my door and there lay a People Magazine on the door mat with Harry and Taylor kissing on the front. The title was "This sweet couple is unbreakable!" On the side was a post it that said, "Just wanted to confirm -T"
Taylor.

***Listen to Say Something https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2U0Ivkn2Ds&feature=kp while reading this, it adds a dramatic effect :)***

Tears starting to streamed down my face. I don't know why I even thought Harry was different. He was probably using me. I don't know what I was thinking.

I opened the front door and ran up stairs hoping my parents didn't notice me. I heard names calling after me, "Emily! Your home! Honey, whats wrong? Honey?"
God. Can anyone leave me alone.

I ran into my room and slammed the door behind me and locked it. I threw all my stuff down and started to sob, my mascara smearing all over my face. I lay on my bed. The pain grew inside of me. It was unbearable. How can I trust anyone.

I heard my parents slamming on the door. I heard my phone buzzing. Cars honking outside. All the sounds around me beeping in my ear giving me a headache. I couldn't deal with it. It was all to much. I had too.
I walked into my bathroom opened my last drawer and pulled out my razor and starting cutting my wrists. (Sry I don't rly know how to describe this)

***Flashback***

"You slut."
"Get a life you filthy bitch"
"You suck, leave us alone creep."
"Aw she is crying. Can't handle a joke?"
"No one likes you, just leave, no one would notice"
"Go die"

***End Flashback***

I heard a noise coming from my computer. It was an email.

To: Emilysteele97@gmail.com
From: Modest! Management

Dear Emily,
We are sorry for the recent events. We are trying to get Taylor under control. For now, It is best if you do not see Harry anymore. We can take it from here, and if he comes to you make up an excuse. We want him to focus on his career and Taylor.

Thank you,
Modest! Management

I put my hands in my face and screamed and cried even though I wasn't sure if I had any tears left. I walked back into the bathroom, got into the bathtub and picked up my razor again.

Every where I go. Every single fucking place I go I bring problems. Maybe I am the problem.

Notes

Hey guys!

Ok so that was intense!! It was kinda hard to write but I hope it was okay:)

4 DAY WEEKEND WOHOO!

XOXO
Anna