Chapter 4

Harry was at the front of the house playing catch with Hoover when Niall and Emma arrived at her house next door. He didn't pay attention to them, or at least made it seem as he hadn't. Truth is he did. Emma seemed different, happier. He pulled Hoover back into the house so he won't go running up to them. Emma had noticed them outside as well, but since Niall was standing in between her and the view of Harry she decided against waving and saying hello. She unlocked the front door, and soon after her and Niall despaired inside.

Harry's POV

Hearing laughter brought me peeking out the window awhile later. Niall was on the phone talking to one of his shitty friends while Emma locked the door to her house. I took another look at her. She looked amazing. She had short jeans on with those catholic looking shirts tucked in, but her hair- it was down for the first time. It was long reaching the middle of her back, and it was straight and shiny. The pink in her hair was more pronounced, her sunglasses shielding her eyes from the sun. I swallowed taking her in. Why did she hide all of that in long jeans and baggie shirts- her hair always up in that thing she does to it. Watching them get into the car, I took out my phone and called Dylan.

"Hey Mate," I shot when he answered.

"Dude you should come- they're a shit load of people here and hot girls," Dylan screamed into the phone to be heard over the loud music.

"Is he there?" I asked.

"Didn't see him- Yo man watch out dick head!" Dylan shouted at someone "So are you coming?"

"Yeah be there soon," I watched as Niall and Emma drove off making up my mind, even if Tyler is a no show, Sam probably will be there, maybe it's time to have a talk with him.

I didn't change out of what I was wearing staying in my dark jeans and black shirt, not dressing up for no chick.

I took the keys of the SUV, my mum still kept hold of it for me and ran out. I slid my ray- bans on, pulled the bandana around my head tighter, and started the car.

Emma's POV

Niall stops the car in front of this huge house, loud music is playing and kids are all over the place, red plastic cups in hand, sunglasses on their faces flashy bathing suits.. This is so not my scene. Niall gives me an encouraging smile linking our arms together and walking us in.

"Nialler!!" Someone shouts. We turn to see Louis and Eleanor with a bunch of people. Louis has his hand up, his fingers in a V.

"Come on," Niall stirs us in their direction.

"Emma! You came!!" Obviously Eleanor is slightly tipsy, kissing my cheek and shoving a cup into my hand, "Drink up" She giggles.

I watch Niall take a cup from this blonde and drink. I look around at the group. Eleanor is wearing a black bikini top with tiny cropped jeans her hair up in a bun. Louis has swimming trunks under jeans which are almost down to his knees, bare chest. So are the other boys.

A bunch of kids are in the water throwing balls around, and squirting water guns at each other.

I smile at the group as if I'm listening to their conversation but I am too busy taking in the scene.

"Come Em we're getting into the water," Eleanor pulls my arm.

"I –umm" I glance for Niall a frighten look on my face. I am trying to break free but she is strong pulling me after her.

"Hey- El, let Emma go, she isn't feeling the water in the moment," Niall puts his hands on our linked flesh. His eyes find mine, seeing the alarm in them.

"Oh but why not? It's so much fun!"

"Maybe later," I smile at her. Relief washes over me when she lets me go.

"I'll stay with you," Niall stays true to his promise.

"No Ni it's fine, go with your mates I'll be fine. I need the toilet anyway," I assure him.

I watch him run and jump into the water splashing the girls.

I turn to walk into the house, just when Perrie spots me.

"Emma," She breaks into a big smile. She is in a silver bikini a little see through thingy tied to her waist.

"Hi," I wave at her.

"You all right? Don't feel like joining the fun in the water?" 

"Na.. not so much," I shrug.

"Neither do I, I mean. I just washed my hair and it's amazing, so I don't feel like getting it wet."

"Yeah, I totally understand," I laugh. I like Perrie. She isn't the smartest girl out there, but she is easy going, and I don't feel judged when I am with her.

"By the way- I love the pink- it's totally ACE!" She touchs the strand.

"Thanks."

"Oh and if you were wondering- That is Jennifer," She points at the pretty girl I sketched my first day at school. She just walked out of the house, a red bikini, her hair flying behind her.

"Looks like a scene from a movie," I note out loud, watching all the boys heads turn after her.

"I know… its crazy how much beauty god dished out to one human being."

"YO PERRIE!" Zayn calls for her to join him. She smiles and waves goodbye to me, leaving me alone.

I watch Jennifer for another moment, she sits down on the pool side, Niall joining her. I watch as she snatches the water gun out of his hand and shoots some water in his face laughing out loud. I make my way into the house smiling at the scene.

Harry's POV

When I arrived at the party it was already in full swing.

I spotted Emma standing with Niall's group of friends looking totally out of place. I scanned  the pool looking for Dylan.

"Looking for me love?" I looked down to my left, this girl with big tits was rubbing against my side. What is up with her? Doesn't she have any dignity?  

I shook her off me walking away to find Dylan. I used to change girls like her a few years back, having a new one every other day, but juvie changed me. I just didn't care for them anymore.

I found Dylan. He was standing on the side with Nick.

"What's up lads?" I inquired.

"There she is," Nick pointed. I watched Dylan's eyes shoot up. I followed his gaze, finding Jennifer walking out of the house in a red bikini as if this was a fucking fashion show. Across from us I noticed Emma standing with Perrie, they too watching Jen.

"Arse hole," Dylan mutters. I thought he was referring to me and I picked up my hand to punch his shoulder, but then I saw he wasn't looking at me, not even aware of the fact Nick and I were stood by his side. I glanced over to see at what he's staring. Ha. I should have known. Whenever Jen is around there is no talking to Dylan. Nothing changed since before juvie.

I guessed the arse hole is Niall then. We three watched as they played in the water, Niall pulling her in. her giggling loudly.

I smacked the back of Dylan's head, fucking sick of him letting this girl ruin his life.

"What was that for?" He rubbed at the place. I ignored him walking away, deciding to look for Sam.

I scanned the people in the house, and decided to take a look up stairs.

The first floor was quiet. As I reached the top of the stairs I caught  Emma closing the bathroom door looking shocked muttering to herself "Sorry, I should have known there might be a threesome going on in the bathroom," which made me laugh out loud.

Emma turned in alarm- when she saw its me, a apologetic smile appeared on her pink lips. "I really need the toilet but there's a VIP party going on in there," She pointed her thumb back at the closed door.

"Not used to these kinds of parties ha?" I smirked.

"Sure I am, walking into a home with half naked people running around, and naked people licking each other behind closed doors? All the time."

"Come on, there should be a free toilet in one of the rooms," I walked past her and she follow.

"Nope- occupied," I shut the door I just opened. This curly girl riding a guy with long her. The next door we got to was also used. We didn't need to open it, hearing the screams from the other side.

"This is mad! People shouldn't come to parties to- for that! They should do it at their own homes, on their own sheets!" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Come on Emma, there is something fun and exciting fucking a random person on some stranger's bed," I smirked, though she couldn't see me standing in back.

"You call it fun and exciting- I just call it cheap."

I turned to study her face. She looked up at me unblinking. It didn't surprise me though, she wasn't the type for a one night stand.

"All right I really need to go," She brushed through me leading the way to the next room.

She opened the door.

"Really? Every room is like this?"I peeked over her shoulder. A girl was sucking off this guy, leaning in front of him, her fingers- "If you want this room we'll be done in a moment, wait outside," The guy cut off my train of thought.

The girl slid the dick out her mouth turning her head to have a look at the intruders.

"Ok- put your gun back in your pants, the girl needs to use the loo," I said,  trying my best to keep a straight face. This was without a doubt the best party ever, just for seeing Emma's face, walking in on these people.

Emma strided through the door to where the toilet was. On her way she stopped to look at the girl who in the meantime got to her feet. "Very classy," She threw at her and then without another look closed the bathroom door.

Emma's POV

This is mad! I'm  stood leaning my hands on the sink looking at my reflection. What am I doing here? This is so not me, and in 5 minutes I have seen more nudity then I have seen my whole life.

I don't belong here. I wash my hands and walk out to find an empty room, just Harry sitting on the bed.

"I wouldn't sit there if I were you," I point making a disgusted face.

"Why are you here?" He looks at me, curiosity in his eyes.

"I really don't know," I sigh truthfully. I came just to make Niall happy, and show him I am trying to make an effort.

"Why are you here?" I sit down next to him.

"Sitting down on the bed ha? Soon you'll be all over me," He jokes. But I don't find these kinds of jokes funny.

"Ok bad joke," He says with a serious face when he sees I am not finding him amusing, "I came here looking for someone."

I study his face, he is telling me the truth, at least it seems that he is.

"Who is she?" I ask finally. Harry is an attractive lad. Those curls held back by the bandana and those dimples, the green eyes. But I wonder what kind of girl would be brave enough to date him? After all he did just get out of juvie.

"Who said it was a girl?" He contradicts  me.

"No guy like yourself would come to a party looking for another guy," I note. His eyes turn a little darker as he gazes in to mine. I might have stepped too far with him, though with Harry you can never tell, his mood swings are just mad.

"I guess you would never know would you," He hisses getting up. It takes him only two steps to get to the door.

"You know," I say making him stop "You and me? Aren't so much different… This isn't your scene either, these people aren't your friends, so-"

"We are worlds apart you and me! As much as different comes!" He snaps cutting me off.

"You think that because you don't like these people and staying away, rather sit by yourself with that fucking book of yours shutting the world out makes us the same?" He points from me to him, "Well you're bullshiting yourself love! You are a good white girl, who comes from a perfect home, with perfect grades, and perfect clothes- white straight teeth and big blue eyes who tries to make people think she is a rebel with a pink strike in her hair- Well guess what?" He shouts at me "I am bad, I don't fucking pretend- What do you think juvie is? Summer camp?? We are from different worlds! You should be scared of me!" I watch his eyes which are burning black into mine. I shoot up off the bed and stop in front of him.

"You're a dick!" I push him back and walk out of the room. I don't know if he is following me down stairs and back outside but I don't care. He thinks he knows me, he thinks I come from a perfect home? I hate him! And I want to leave this party now.

"Niall!" I call reaching him. He is standing by the pool a towel tied around his waist talking to Jennifer.

"Hey Em- where did you go to? This is Jennifer, Jen- this is my cousin Emma, she and her dad just moved here."

"Hi, nice meeting you," I smile turning my head back to Niall, but she is faster than me.

"So- How do you like it here? Are you enjoying my party?"

"It's fine, really- Niall can you please take me home?" I try my best not to sound pleading.

"Wait- but why? Aren't you having fun?" He asks a frown on his face.

"More as in had enough, so please can we just-" I never get to finish my sentence. Zayn smashes into me, pushing me straight into the water.

 Emma didn't hear the shouts Niall gave Zayn for what he just did, nor did she see Niall's scared face as he watched her splash into the pool. She had ringing in her ears her brain shutting down leaving her only with one emotion- panic. She felt her lungs burn as she tried flapping to break the surface getting her head out of the water and some air in her lungs. But it was no use, her Dr. martens were pulling her down, the chlorine hurting her terrified eyes. What an end would this be for dear Emma who did everything she could to stay away from water. Who said life wasn't ironic?