Harry's POVI hates her. I fucking hate Keira Emerson. Who does he think he is? Being richer than people doesn't give her the right to play them. I've never felt this way before, I've never had someone confuse me so much. You know, the moment I got on the roof, I started to think that he wasn't who he seems. I try to convince myself that she's nicer than that, I try to give her excuses, but she disappoints me. It's been a week since the dinner and he hasn't seen or spoken to me in any way since then, but he tortured Gemma. He couldn't just put something between us into my sister's life. Haven't you suffered enough already? Gemma was now in the most vulnerable state I have seen her in. He leaves home at 5am and returns at 11pm. Either that or she won't get paid. What kind of tyrant is he? Not only that, I'm not even allowed to set foot in the building's parking lot. Stupid, I know. When Zayn told me that they stopped talking to her because she changed and now treats everyone like peasants, I couldn't agree with him more. Just because she owns the Huffan publishing office, doesn't mean she owns the souls who work there. When Gemma applied for the job, she applied to be a writer and not a fucking coffee maker. Normally Gemma would argue, but when Keira threatens to cut her salary she stays silent. For me. My sister doesn't defend herself for my sake. So I could live and go to school. I don't blame anyone for this except him, mom and the devil himself -Keira. I crossed the parking lot wearing a fedora so as not to be noticed, and I succeeded. I walked into the building with a smirk on my face and literally ran… middle of paper… fell to the ground. Is it like a ghost or something he shouldn't talk about or will he be cursed? I don't know why he didn't expect me to ask him who he was..."A secret that is not for me to reveal." He said softly before walking towards a door. "That's his room… Keira's. Do you want to take a look? I know when you were surprised to see the cheerful living room, now wait until you see this." He pointed to the door behind him and I nodded, accepting his offer to see Keira's bedroom. “Holy shit, WHAT?!” I exclaimed and David burst out laughing at my expression. “Is this really his room?” "I-I told you." He gasped between laughs. I entered further into the pink room and approached his desk. I saw that he had an open book: The defects of our stars. Good choice. Under the book there was a piece of paper, I took it and gave it a couple of glances then, with a smirk, I put it in my jeans pocket.