We've got a bit of Love Hate

Chapter 2.

Dedicated to "iraj1d" Cause she was the first comment on my profilee (:

Hello thurr. I know I said this chapter would be less suckish. Obviously I was wrong but y'know.. first fanfic..

I decided to get an early night considering the events of the day. I really can't believe Suzie would do this to me! I know she doesn't know about my history with Harry but still, I didn't keep my disgust towards him a secret.

I never let her play One Direction songs around me, and i always made her turn off the television whenever they were on it, which is pretty often, seriously you can't put on the music channel without them being on it a some stage during the day. Its not that I don't like their music, to be honest it's pretty catchy. But it just brings back all the memories of my childhood with Harry, seeing him there on the television screen in front of me, laughing away enjoying himself, not even thinking about the people he left behind when he left, while I was stuck here wallowing in my own misery. Even though we were best friends before he left our relationship did end on a sour note..

**Flashback**

"Emilie, I have to tell you something and I don't know how your going to re-act." Harry said quietly. I knew something was off when he wasn't looking me in the eye but I let it slip because it was Harry, he has his bad days and sometimes he can get quiet wen he's deep in though, he wouldn't do anything to hurt me, at least not intentionally. We were sitting in the little café we usually go to on Saturday mornings, but I notices Harry wasn't his usual hyperactive self.

"Is there something wrong?" I said putting my coffee down on the table and taking his hand.

"Well, umm, you see the thing is, I'm going to audition for the X-Factor tomorrow, and I don't know what will happen if I get through" My heart shattered as he said those words. He was going to audition for the X-Factor, and of course he was going to get through. I've heard him sing before, he was amazing and I knew well he would get through. He'll get through, make it big and forget all about me and his old quiet life. It felt like forever when I realized I had zoned out.

"Oh, that's great Harry!" I said, plastering a fake smile on my face.

"Really?" He said, looking obviously surprised at my enthusiasm. "I thought you'd be upset."

"Upset? No of course not, your going to live your dream I'm happy for you. I have to go, bye Harry." I said running out of the café before my façade could falter.

It was an hour later when he showed up at my house and I was curled up in a ball on my bed, crying my eyes out. At the time I was still living with my parents and of course they just let him into the house and told him where I was, Harry was like a son to them.

"Emilie, are you crying?" He asked while I tried to hide my face with my hair.

"Umm, maybe?" I replied, my voice breaking.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you to leave!" I shouted at him, the words flew out of my mouth before I could register what I was even saying.

"I thought you were happy for me? You said you were!" He shouted back.

"I am.. i just don't want you to leave and forget about me.." I said looking at the wooden floor.

"Forget about you?! Why would I do that? Do you seriously have that little trust in me?!" He screamed.

"Of course I trust you, its just.. You're going to live your dream and you're going to forget about your little quiet life here.. Including me."

"Well maybe that's not such a bad thing, maybe i'll make new friends who arn't so selfish and demanding of me!" He shouted one last time before storming out of the room.. And that was the last time I ever spoke to Harry Styles.