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Keeping Hope

Statements

Emma watched her dad with her mouth hanging open. When he closed the car door after Harry she finally shook her shock away stomping up to her him.
"This is crazy! Dad! Let him out" Emma pulls at her dads arms. Finally her dad turned looking at her for the first time.
"What are you even doing here Emma? And what are you wearing?" Jon asked looking his daughter up and down. Emma runs her own eyes down. She looked ridicules, in her short jeans skirt and Dylan's oversize jumper that almost reached her knees covering her skirt except the rim of it.
"Is this his?" Jon point to the jumper and then to Harry "Were you even by Jennifer's last night?" He asked judgment in his eyes.
"It's Dylan's- dad you must let Harry out this is a mistake" Emma was getting frantic. Anna, Harry's mum was standing by the car window staring at her son, him staring back at her, both of them silent.
"I will deal with you later" Jon shook his head in disappointment and got into the car.
Anna and Emma stood watching as he drove Harry away.

Emma's POV

I get out of the car not bothering to shut the door and not looking to see if I am followed by Dylan and Jen. I had to get Nick down to the station, we had to set this thing right.
I hear footsteps shuffle behind me as I reach the door and knock.
"Nick open up" I yell knocking harder. When the door isn't answered I ring the doorbell.
"Nick! Harry got arrested open up please" I plead with the closed door.
Finally I hear the lock and the door opens.
"Gosh Finally I thought you were- Hi Mr. Grimshaw" I gasp, when it's Nick's mum that appears at the door "Can I please talk to Nick- it is really important" I attempt a smile but I have a feeling it looked like a grimace more than anything.
She looks down her nose at me, then her eyes twitch to Dylan and Jen.
"Are you the reason to why my son came home looking the way he did?" She asks firmly
"No, we are the reason he came home though" Dylan spoke up.
"I want him to have nothing to do with you lot- nothing to do with that Styles boy- I will not have my boy spend his time with ex cons and people who are heading down hill fast, and I advise you three to do the same" She is ready to slam the door at our faces but I stick my foot in the door frame to stop it.
"Please- Harry was the one that saved your son- and he is getting arrested for something he did not do! Please let us take Nick with us so he can give a statement" I beg her.
"Move your foot or I will be calling the police" She threatens me. A smile appears on my face at the thought of my dad showing up and finding me to be the harasser on their door step.
But I move my foot and let her close the door. I turn to look at my friends
"What are we going to do now?" Jen asks.
We walk away from the door and for some reason I look up. I am staring at the window were Nick is peering out at us.
"If you don't come and tell them the truth Nick, Harry will go back to jail, and since he is 18 it won't be jovie this time" I shout up to him. Nick closes the window and lets the curtain fall into place.
I shake my head and walk back to the car, Dylan and Jennifer following me. We all get in.
"Where to?" Dylan looks at me.
"To the police station. I was there too, I will give my statement, hopefully it will be enough" I sigh. My head is pounding and I want to go to sleep, but I knew I can't, no sleep as long as Harry is arrested.
We get out the car and walk to the stairs leading up to the station. I stop at the first step looking up. I knew my dad was there, and I knew he will not be happy to find out I was there last night. I take a deep breath and start climbing.
Dylan holds open the door for Jen and me and we step inside.
Once in, we walk up to the front desk.
"How may I help you?" The police officer at the desk asked
"A boy was brought in this morning, accused of assault, I am a witness. I came to give a statement on his behalf" I swallow the pit forming in my throat.
The police man looks down at me with raised brows.
"What is your name?" He asked
"Emma… Emma Horan"

Harry's POV

I was led to the interrogation room and ordered to take a seat.
I was now alone in a gray room that accommodated a table, with two chairs, one on each side. The chair I was sitting on was facing the one way window.
, and a door on the right side. I was staring at my reflection wondering if there is anyone on the other side who was watching me. Probably there was.
When the door finally opens it is Emma's dad that enters. I sit up slightly straighter, hating that it is the chief who will be asking the questions.
He sits down and just stares at me. I am waiting for him to speak but he doesn't. His eyes are blue but not like Emma's. No one has eyes like Emma.
"What the hell Harry" He finally says. My mouth twitches at the side and I hold myself from letting the smile spread.
I learned long ago not to answer questions. I have also learned that unless they really want the truth- the honest truth of what really happened I should just stay quit. I'm not a twit. I know the kid I punched comes from a wealthy family which means that just like Tyler he will get away and I would be sent to jail, so there is not much to say to the chief, I just rather get this over with.
"So you and Emma are close" The chief changes his tactic.
"You spend a lot of time together.. are you dating?" He watches me. My eyes flick from his to the one side window, wondering once more who might be watching.
"You like her don't you?" The chief leans his chin on his palm. I know what he is doing, the way he is sitting, as if he really cares, as if he is really listening.
"Won't you like to know that?" I finally smile.
"Emma is a pretty girl, I'm not blind to my daughter's beauty" He shrugs
"Chief Horan, spear me this conversation all right.. Let's move on with this- the rich kid said I beat him and I did, so what now?" I lay my hands on the table tapping my finger on the surface showing him my intolerants.
"You see Harry.. The thing is I think there is something more then you just beating up a rich kid for the fun of it, I don't think you are one to raise your fists unless there is a good reason"
That makes me laugh out "I reckon you haven't read my file then"
"That's just the thing I have.. you don't really have a record, only party fights and underage drinking at those same parties like most of the kids around here who go to high school" The chief pushes from the table and leans back getting comfortable.
"Did you skip the part that says I killed my twin sister?" I raise my brows at him in question.
"And you got out after two years.. only two years.. which means that didn't stick that well did it?"
"Maybe I got out for good behavior?" I smirk at him folding my hands across my chest as I lean back as well mimicking him.
I will not talk. I will not tell him about that night, not the night I watched Tyler kill Hope and not the night I saved Emma and Nick from those sods.
The door opens and a police man walks in, he paces up to the chief and whispers something into his ear. I watch the chief's eyes and mouth turn into a frown. When the police man leaves the chief is watching me again.
"What was Emma doing with you at the scene of the fight?" He asked, he was not smiling anymore, annoyance creeping into his eyes.
"Why don't you ask her?"

Emma's POV

I was in my dad's office waiting for him to show. The police man from the main desk sent another officer to call him, telling me he is talking to Harry and it might take a while.
I am standing looking out the window at the street outside when he slams the door behind him.
"You're still wearing that boy's jumper" He stated standing at the entrance.
"That boy's name is Dylan, and yes I am.. It is raining and chilly and I had no time to go change" I cross my arms and gaze at my dad. He was standing firm assessing me.
"The officer said you are a witness" He finally walked to his desk and sat down.
"I am, I was there when it happened" I reply
"Why the hell were you at a fight?" My dad was trying hard to keep his voice calm but I could see him breaking at the seams.
"Because dad, Harry stood up for me and Nick" I frown at him.
"What are you talking about?" He is confused.
"Didn't you just come from talking to Harry? Didn't he tell you what happened?" I am surprised.
"NO he refused to speak" My dad sighed leaning back on his chair.
"I wonder why" I mutter under my breath.
"What does that supposed to mean?" He crinkles his nose at me. He is wearing the same face I wear when something I don't like is in front of me.
"Dad the system treated Harry poorly, so I can understand him keeping his mouth shut, not wanting to talk to cops" I answer simply
"For one, I treated him just fine, and two, I didn't accuse him of anything. I don't think he is at fault here"
"You're just saying that because I just told you I was there" I contradict him
"No I did not- and you watch your tone with me young lady" My dad's anger showing now.
"Whatever, when you are ready to hear what really happen you can come look for me" I start towards the door.
"Emma- you sit yourself down this instant and start talking, unless you want to be held in the interrogation room too" He slams his hands down on the table. I haven't seen my dad this cross with me in such a long time. It made me a little happy to tell you the truth, so I turned and sat myself down.
"I was with Jen Harry and Dylan when we found Tyler Jen's boyfriend cheating on her" I start.
"What does that have to do-"
"Just listen" I cut in "Jen was upset so Dylan offered to drive her home. I told him I am going to look for Niall and the lot to let them know we are leaving. When I walked off to find him I came across a group of boys beating Nick up" I stop to take a deep breath.
"Who's Nick?" My dad asked writing this all down
"Nick Grimshaw- He is a friend. So I stepped in to stop them, and they.. they started picking on me too. Then when they were just about to start real trouble Harry showed up to stop them.. He told the boys to leave but they didn't, they started the fight first throwing the first punch- Harry stopped them, hitting back only when he had no choice" I look up at my dad. He was not writing what I said down, but watching me, pain in his eyes, finding out his girl almost got abused
"Where is Nick now?" He finally asked me
"He is at home, we went by there before coming here to get him to give a statement but his mum refused to let me talk to him- Dad he was beat really bad"
My dad was about to open his mouth to answer me when the door opened. Nick and his mum where standing at the door way.


Emma was sitting at the waiting area with Anna waiting for her dad to come out and let them know what is going on. Finally Nick came out with his mum pulling him out of the station. Emma got up to talk to him but his mum pulls him past her not letting him to stop and talk. Emma raised her hand to offer him a small salute for coming down and giving a statement. He smiled back a small smile and gave her a short wave before disappearing behind the entrance door.
Emma stood watching, as if waiting to see Nick reappear.
"Mum" She hears a voice that makes her turn. Harry is let out and he is now hugging his mum who was crying into his shoulder. Finally she lets go, allowing Harry to glance over at Emma. When their eyes meet he takes the few steps over to her.
"You stood up for me again" He said
"I stood up for the truth" Emma answered him
Harry then brought his hands up to her cheeks leaning in and kissing her softly on her lips.
"Thank you" He says, pulling her in for a hug, not caring his mum and the chief are watching them.

Notes

HARRY FINALLY MADE A MOVE!!!!

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Comments

@CyannaMichele
Oh darling.. I'm so sorry...
A mother teaches us everything-except how to live without her.. It is painful and sometimes the memories knock the wind out of us, and the feeling of lose comes in waves, but you're strong and wonderful because of her- and nothing is your fault! I am sure she is so very proud and full of joy with who you're growing up to be! SO cherish your memories and keep them close to your heart for they will make you smile and happy, and strong at moments of need ! Even though she is not right in front of you to touch and to hold, she is there with you- in your heart. And I truly believe you can talk to her and she will answer, you will feel it, and know what she would guide you to do.
Lots of love poppet- chin up xx

It's really sad that Emma lost her mom , I could relate to her though I lost my mom too and Miss her very much and I currently live with my dad . Not a day goes by that i don't think about her , sometimes thinking that it's my fault . If only i would have stayed up she probably wouldn't have died

@imapenguin2
Thank you gorgeous xx

I know I'm really late on this but you are an amazing writer, good job. This is on of the best stories I've read yet.

@dat.biotch
Thank you love!
I might write a short sequel.. Check out my short stories- it's called 'The notebook' and I upload there short storied and short sequels x