Don't.
Chapter 4
Emilys POV
I hate him. I can't believe he did this to me. I thought he loved me. I guess I was wrong.
I walked out of his dressing room. As I was walks down the hall I saw Louis.
"Hey Em, di- what's wrong?" He asked noticing I was crying.
"Nothing, I just..." I couldn't talk. I broke down.
He wrapped his arms around me. "Is it Niall?" He asked.
I just nodded.
"He doesn't deserve you." He said. He tightened his grip around me.
I felt comfortable with Louis. He was a good friend. Louis and I have been friends for a while. Best friends actually. Whenever I'm with Louis I feel safe. Like I'm at home with him.
"Why don't you go wait for me in my dressing room. I gonna go deal with some... Tour business and I'll be back. Then we can go back to my place and order pizza, and watch movies. Sound good?" He asked.
I just nodded and walked back to his dressing room. Only to find Harry there.
