Disclaimer: Do not own 1Direction... They're people, duh. But the plotlines and OC's I do own. Another author helps and gives me input ;)
Barnyard buddy
The Wedding: http:/www . polyvore . com/liam_georgina_fanfiction/set?id=46637487
"There's a good girl" Emma said as she petted and fed her favourite horse, Luna. An albino champagne coloured horse she had had since she was fifteen. "Good girly" She complimented. "You're a gorgeous girl" Emma smiled, moving onto the other horses. She handed out carrots, onions, apples and hay to her beloved animals. "You're so gorgeous" She said, "All of you" Emma smiled. She stroked all their manes and brushed all their hair. The early October sun of 2011 was hitting off of the horses and Em. With weather always changing in Britain, it could be a sunny and hot Winter but a freezing cold, rainy Summer. It wasn't cold out. It was more sharpy but there was a warmth. It was her dads wedding day today. He was marrying the only woman that Em ever really approved of; Kirsten. She was always really nice and caring and a very good mother figure for Emma.
"Em! Can you come in here please?" Her dad shouted from the back door of the house, "I have to go and get ready. Look after your brother, will you?" He requested.
"Over in a minute!" She shouted. Her dad disappeared and she looked at her horses. Horses she had tamed herself. "I'll see you before the reception. Put you in your coats. Give you a nice hot bath and some tea" She giggled. Emma tossed the rest of the fruit and vegetables into the food trench before running up to the house. She kicked off her riding boots and picked up her brother from his bouncer in the living room. "Look at my boy in his suit! Very handsome! You're going to pull!" Emma laughed. Her dad just stood infront of the mirror with his tie all in a fankle. Em put her brother down and her dad turned.
"Help me" Her dad begged. Emma laughed and unknotted it all.
"Nervous? Cold feet?" She asked whilst straightening the bow tie out. Her dad shook his head. "Good. Good. I think you're onto a winner here, Dad" Emma said, crossing and knotting the tie better than her father had. He looked down and sighed.
"My Guardian Angel" Robert sighed, kissing his daughters cheek and forehead. "She'd be so proud of you, Em" He said with a smile. Em nodded and brushed the side of her dad's moustache. "Go on. Take your brother. I have to get going" He smiled, kissing her forehead again before grabbing his suit jacket and making his way out to the Land Rover. Emma turned to Kenzie who was smiling.
"We're going to dance! We're going to boogie tonight!" She laughed making her brother giggle, "Want to help me get ready? Pick out my clothes?" Emma laughed, carrying her brother up the stairs to her room. She placed him on the bouncy carpet and opened up her wardrobe. He sat, clapped his hands and tried to pull up the carpet as Em picked out her dress and shoes. Kenzie moved onto his knees slowly and grabbed Emma shoe from the floor. He held it tightly in his hands and refused to give Emma it.
"Emma, honey? I need some help!" Kirsten shouted from the master bedroom. Em looked at Kenzie who was smiling evily at her.
"Not over" She pointed, hobbling into the other bedroom with only one shoe. "I am putting fires out all over the place today" She giggled. Emma looked up to see Kirsten in her wedding dress. "Wow. You're gorgeous, Kirst" She gasped. Kirsten was standing with a big smile on her face. Her black pixie crop was framing her face and a headpeice in which connected to the veil.
"Not as gorgeous as you! Look at you! Give me a twirl!" Kirsten laughed. Emma turned and bowed. "I really need your help zipping this up, Em" Kirsten turned and lifted her arm to allow Emma at the zip. "There's going to be some nice boys there" Kirsten noted as Emma zipped the dress up. She shook her head. "There's some of my friends with boys your age. Like Karen, she has a boy your age. I can't always remember his name" Kirsten sighed, tapping her foot off of the floor.
"You know I can't talk to people I don't know, that's why I sit with Kenzie" Emma smiled, "Remember how long it took me to talk to you?". Kirsten lowered her arm and they looked at eachother in the mirror. "I need to drop him off at my Gran's for the ceremony" Emma went to walk away before Kirsten pulled her into a small hug.
"You go send Kenz to Grandma's. I'll get your other shoe and we can get going. Are you picking Kenzie up after the ceremony?" Kirsten asked, still hugging her stepdaughter-to-be. Em nodded. They pulled from eachother with smiled and Em disappeared back into her room for her shoe.
"Think you're funny?" She asked, bending down to pick up her saliva covered shoe. Kenzie just laughed and she swiped him up. She wiped it down before slipping on her shoe when he was on her hip.
A couple of hours later after the service, everybody moved to another room of the large manor that was rented out for the wedding. Dinner was served and Emma sat at a table that was practically full of strangers. Mainly the bridesmaids and their families. She kept making eyecontact with the boy across from her. He smiled at her then looked back down at his food and Emma couldn't help but smile too. She knew his face but didn't know exactly where. She couldn't put her finger on it.
Dinner finished almost as quick as it had started. Speeches were said and tears were shed for the happy couple. Everybody broke away from their tables to dance, chat, drink and mingle. Em just stood in the corner of the room, talking maturely to some of Kirstens bridesmaids. They complimented on how cute Kenzie was and how he looked so much like his father. The peach clad bridesmaids laughed with Emma about her quietness and shyness.
"I have just the thing" Karen said. The one with nice blonde hair. That's how Em remembered her. Emma just danced slightly with the bridesmaids, a wine glass in one of her hands and Kenzie on one of the bridesmaids hip. "Liam, this is Emma. Em, this is my boy, Liam." Karen brought a tall, slender young man over to the group of women. Smooth brown hair, a small dimple when he smiled and killer brown eyes. They didn't speak but they nodded slightly at eachother with a smirk. The bridesmaids looked at the both of them looking at eachother and slowly made their way over to their table with Kenzie. The man stood with a single Champagne flute in one hand and the other in his pocket. Emma leaned against the bar with her elbow and rolled her glass about in her hand. Liam done the same with his glass. They went to speak at the same time. They chuckled and looked in opposite directions, checking their breath and smoothing out stray hairs. They turned back to eachother after a few seconds and Liam offered for her to speak first.
"Bride or Groom?" She asked.
"Bride. You?" Liam smiled.
"Groom. The groom's my dad" Emma laughed quietly. She mentally kicked herself. She didn't know why but she just did. "Oh, my, God! Y-You're that boy!" Em turned away, facepalming herself.
"Pardon?" Liam laughed.
"The 'Beautiful' guy!" Rachel was just embarassing herself even more but she didn't know. Liam just smiled and Emma hung her head. "I'm sorry, I'm not much of a conversationalist. I get awkward." Emma sighed, putting her head into her hands. Liam shook his head and just drank his Champagne.
"I'm not either, but I can try; Hi, I'm Liam. I like Toy Story" He held his hand out for a handshake.
"I'm Emma. I like horses" She took his hand and they firmly shook on their interests. Emmas dad came over and smiled.
"Can you go feed them, now? They'll be getting peckish" He handed her a set of keys, "You can take Liam too, if you want" Her dad said before disappearing again. Liam and Emma looked at eachother. "Do want to go feed some horses?" Emma asked. Liam put his glass down and nodded.
"We can converse" He smiled after putting his glass down.
"It's a bit of a walk" Emma said. Liam shrugged,
"I want to feed horses" He laughed as he held the entrace door open for her. They walked side by side on the gravel pathes, talking mainly about how they know the family and stuff.
The sky was going orange and pink above them as they walked. He made her laugh and managed to string out full sentences from her and she done it with him too. Not many people could do that on the first try with them."So, why is your dad remarrying?" Liam asked, throwing his hands into his pockets. Emma just shrugged and rubbed her arms which were loading up with goosebumps.
"My mum died four years ago. Dad and Kirsten have been together two years. You do the math" Emma smiled.
"I'm sorry. How'd it happen?" Liam went on to say, taking the blazer from his back without a second thought.
"Trampled to death by a Stallion. He wasn't happy in his box when we were at a show, she went in to calm him and never came back out. Bleeding on the brain from when she fell" Emma smiled. Liam held his blazer in his hands then offered it to her. "I'm fine" She lied with a convincing smile. He shook it slightly with a childish look. Emma uncrossed her arms and slipped it on.
"I am sorry about your mum" Liam smiled. Emma shrugged.
"I get used to it." Emma told him as they approached the horses. Liam stood shocked.
"How many?" He chuckled as she climbed over the fence and into the horses pen.
"Five. Ron-" She pointed to a reddish/brown one in the corner grazing, "Hermione-" Emma gestured to the horse which had a short, braided mane, "Luna-" She patted the champagne coloured one with a small smile, "And those two in the corner are Woody and Buzz. They like mischief" Emma pointed out, grabbing bales of hay from the large shed. Liam stood next to Luna and gently brushed her mane with his fingers.
"They're beautiful!" Liam gasped.
"We can ride them for a while if you like?" Emma offered as she tore up some of the hay and fed it to Woody and Buzz. Liam nodded and picked up a peice of hay for Luna to eat. The horse looked at him as she ate. "Just pick what one and I'll get the saddle" Emma said, going over to feed Ron and Hermione. Liam brushed the face of Luna and gawped. "Never ridden before? Scared?" She asked. Liam nodded. "Don't worry. She's harmless. They all are. For a beginner, I recommend Hermione- She's the oldest but the strongest" Emma moved back over to the shed and brought out a black leather saddle. Liam nodded and gave Luna a final pat before going over to Hermione. "Mount from the left and just swing your leg over" Emma pointed to where his leg should be. "See! You've got it!" Emma smiled, patting Liams shin before going over to Luna and putting the white saddle onto her.
"Can you ride in a dress?" Liam asked as Hermione started to move over to Luna.
"Side-Saddle." Emma stated, doing exactly what she just said. "Good girl" She whispered.
"Oh. Like the Queen?" Liam smiled. Emma nodded. "I feel like a cowboy!" He laughed making Emma smile.
They trodded through the vast feilds of her dad's land and they spoke for a while.
"So, what made you come to the wedding?" Emma asked, taking a path down past the river at the bottom of the farm.
"I just got out of a relationship and my mum was just like 'Liam! It's been four months! Get back out there'" Liam laughed as his horse followed Emmas. "So I came here and now I'm talking to you about it" Liam sighed. Emma just smiled at him as the horses took to the pebbles. "It was between here and London and then I thought 'I can't wear this in London'" Liam smiled. Emma giggled to herself. "I like your laugh, Emma" Liam admitted. Emma looked at him and went pink. "You're pretty too" Liam said. It kept coming out of his mouth like word vomit. He couldn't stop it.
"No I'm not. Shut up" Emma said, gently hitting his arm.
"When we get back, can- Well, can I maybe get a dance with you?" Liam asked. He looked at the saddle and shook his head. Stupid! Stupid cowboy! He cursed to himself.
"Yeah. I-I'd quite like that" She laughed. She turned Luna around and started to make her way back to the farm. Liam followed closely behind with a smile.
"And, maybe if it wasn't a major ask, could I- I don't know, get your number? You know, to text and MMS?" Liam had the word vomit again.
"Uhm, alright" Emma giggled. His horse stopped.
"Maybe some Starbucks on Saturday if your not bus- Shut the fuck up!" He whispered to himself, gently hitting his forehead before galloping to catch up with her. "Really? I feel like I'm getting Punk'd" Liam chuckled. Emma just smiled and looked at him.
"You're not getting Punk'd" Emma laughed. She stroked Lunas mane when they trotted back into the pen. "Remember, dismount on the left" She said before there was a thud. Her and Luna turned and Liam was on the ground. She quickly dismounted and ran over to him. She bit her lip to stop a laugh. "Are you alright?" She asked. Liam on the floor on his side, laughing to himself.
"Fine! I dismounted on the right" He said with Emma joining in. "Are you hurt?" Emma asked. Liam shook his head. "Are you sure?" She helped him up and he stretched.
"Fine. I'm fine" He laughed hysterically. Emma was confused.
"Why are you laughing? It sounded like it hurt" She smiled weakly, locking the pen. Liam nodded. "You've got... You have some grass" Emma pointed out to his shoulder when they approached the manor again. Liam tried to reach it and Emma wiped it off for him. "It's gone now." She muttered. She wiped her hands down.
"I'm counting that as a date by the way, Emma" Liam smiled when he followed behind her into the great hall. She looked at him with a smiled.
"Alright. Then in that case, I really enjoyed our date and we should do it again sometime" Emma slipped off his blazer and handed it back to him.
"Next Saturday. Starbucks. Please be there!" Liam vomited up again.
"YOLO. YOLO" Emma said, taking Liams hand and walking to the dancefloor.
Her hands at his neck, his hands just resting on her back, they danced together. Liam done a small mental checklist; First Date *Check*, Second Date *In the bag*, Third Date *Something simple. Don't smother her, Liam. Something she's enjoy. She mentioned on the walk she likes cinema. Take her for a movi-Oh my, God. Her head's on my chest. What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?* Liam slowly swayed to the tune of the music and Emma sighed. *OH MAY GAD! OH MAY GAD! WHERE'S HARRY WHEN YOU NEED HIM? She's touching me. We're close. Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus- Oh good, the song's ending. Oh good. Good* Liam's inner monologue was going stir crazy and he was so pumped up to do something.
"I really enjoyed that, Liam" Emma looked up at him and Liam nodded.
"Same. If it's not too much trouble, c-can I try something?" He asked. Emma nodded and Liam bent down slightly, pressing his lips to her cheek. Her soft, peach-fuzzy skin was against his slightly cracked lips. He stood back up instantly, put his fingers to his lips and smiled before turning to walk away.
"I'll see you next week!" She shouted after him. Her fingertips rested in the spot where his lips where and she looked around to see if anybody saw. She twirled a peice of her hair before scuffling her heels over to her dad's table.