School's getting cray guys. But I'm trying to update as often as possible. Spring break I refuse to leave my house and will update at least twice a day. I also need your help. Who do you want to be together? Let me know who you think Cat and Emma should get with in a review. You may just be the deciding vote. xx
Emma's POV
Cat left for her date with Liam and I stared aimlessly at the ceiling, my brain whirling. This wouldn't do. I was not the person to sit around in silence and let my thoughts wonder. I yanked my iPod up off my desk and changed into mesh shorts and a loose top, knotting my favorite Nikes up tight. My hair had been in a ponytail early so I just left it be. I stomped through my house and down into my basement, which was renovated into gym last month. I switched the lights on quickly and headed over to the treadmill.
Scrolling through my iPod I found my playlist that Louis made for me for my last birthday. I smiled as the memory flooded over me.
"What did you get me!" I asked, jumping up and down excitedly.
"I told you, I got you the moon, just like you asked for." He poked my nose with a grin.
"I'm serious Louis. It's my birthday so you have to listen to me! Give me my present now now now!" I demanded, stomping my foot as if to add finality to the situation.
"Okay fine!" he threw his hands up into the air in defeat. I sat patiently on his bed while he scrambled over to his closet and pulled out a ginormous box. It was seriously the biggest box I had ever seen and he had drawn silly little pictures all over it. My heart flutter, wishing he would get in the box and jump out. That would be the best birthday gift ever. I twirled the silver charm bracelet Harry had given me earlier as Louis dragged the box across the floor and set it down in front of me.
"One moon for Miss Emma." He held his hands out with a wide grin.
"What is in here?" I asked, opening the box and starting to pull piece after piece of tissue paper out of the box.
After literally ten minutes of pulling colored tissue paper out of the box the floor looked like a rainbow threw up on it and the box was empty besides a small silver object. I pulled it up slowly. It felt light in my palm. At first, I couldn't place what it was.
"What is it?" I asked, turning it over in my hand.
"It's a flash drive." He explained, watching me from under his lashes. "Remember when I asked you what all your favorite songs at the moment were? Well, I decided I would record myself singing them and put them on a playlist for you. That when you can always hear my beautiful voice." He winked.
"Wow." I managed.
"Do you like it?" he worried. "I was going to get you a bracelet but I didn't want to copy Harry…"
I stood and wrapped my arms around his toned waist. "No, I love it. Best gift this yet." I murmured into his chest. "Thanks Lou."
"You're welcome love." He said, kissing the top of my head and sending shivers from the roots of my hair to the bottom of my feet. "Now let's go to your party!" He pulled away, even though I would have be more than fine with staying wrapped in his arms forever, and hauled me out of his room.
I tapped the playlist and let Louis' voice singing Paradise by Coldplay flood my ears. I focused on nothing but the lyrics of the song and pushing myself to run faster. The playlist played all twenty five songs through twice before I was finished. I ran until sweat was pouring off of me in buckets and my face was bright red. Gasping for breath, I went upstairs, happily anticipating a cool shower.
Just as I was passing the door and my foot was on the first step the doorbell chimed through the house loudly.
"Could you get that Emma bear?" my father's voice yelled from the kitchen. I sighed, brushing a bead of sweat off my brow, and obeying.
"Oh, hey Harry." I said when the door swung open to reveal his lank figure leaning against the wall. I was slightly surprised at his unannounced arrival, but thought nothing of it.
"Hey Em," he nodded in my direction and closed the door behind him, following me up the stairs.
"Can I talk to you about something?" he asked. He seemed a bit nervous, twirling a curl around one of his long fingers.
"Of course. But can you wait like ten minutes while I get a shower? I'm disgusting." I started pulled a pair of boxers and a plain white top out of my drawer. He nodded. I quickly hurried through a shower and dried off. When I was dressed I ran a comb through my hair, letting it hang loose and wavy down my back. The doorbell rang obnoxiously.
"Emma!" My dad called out.
"I know! I've got it!" I called with a roll of my eyes. My dad was such a lazy bum. I slid down the banister and hopped off at the end, gliding over to the door. I opened the door a crack and peeked through. There, on my porch, stood the one and only, Louis Tomlinson.
"Hey Lou." I said, smiling shyly as I opened the door fully.
"Hi beautiful." He grinned, stepping into my front hall.
"Is that Louis Tomlinson's voice I hear?" My father's voice drifted down the hallway.
"You bet it is." Louis said, bringing my dad in for a bro hug. I laughed. My dad and Louis were like best friends. If my father could, he would probably marry Louis himself, he absolutely adored him.
"How have you been? You've got to come over more often!" My dad wagged a finger in front of his face.
"I've been really good Ben." He said. My dad insisted Louis use his first name. "And I plan on coming over a lot more." He sent a wink over to me, causing a smile to light up my face.
"Ooooh!" My dad cooed. "Do I sense some lovebirds in the making over here?"
"Dad!" I smacked him on the arm, my cheeks heating up.
"What! I can see it!" he put his hands up in a fake defensive position.
"Whatever." I laughed, pulling Louis upstairs before my dad could say anything else.
"So what's up BooBear?" I asked as we climbed the steps.
"Nothing. Just wanted to hang out with you. Thought maybe we could watch a movie or something."
"Can we watch the Titanic? It's on tonight and I love that movie! Please please please!"
"Sure we can. But could we talk about something first?"
I gulped. "Yeah. I just have to talk to Harry about something first." I pushed open my door and led Louis in. Harry looked up from his phone. A look of utmost outrage masked his face. My mind spun, confused. First he insisted on talking to Louis at rehearsal today when he was trying to talk to me, and now he looked like he was close to murdering him. What was going on?
Cat's POV
I strolled down the street hand-in-hand with Liam. The sun was setting behind us, casting our long shadows out in front of us.
"We look like giants." I giggled, point to our shadows.
"I am a giant." Liam said in a low voice, puffing his chest out.
"Yeah right!" I laughed, poking his in the stomach. I may have kept my finger on his wonderful abs a tad longer than I should have. Oh well.
"Says you, Little Miss Shorty!" he rested his elbow on the top of my head and leaned against me.
"Oh shush!" I laughed, knocking his arm off my shoulders and re-lacing my fingers through his.
We walked from a few minutes in a comfortable silence, enjoy the warm air and each other's company.
"So what's going on with Niall?" I asked, concern covering my voice for my best friend. He's been acting differently ever since Liam's party.
"I don't know honestly. He hasn't been really talking to me much." I felt him shrug his shoulders.
"You think he's okay?"
"Yeah, I'm sure he's fine. Probably just been having issues with his wicked girlfriend. He'll be fine soon."
"Okay Li-Li, I trust you." I grinned as we reached the cinema.
Of course the second we stepped through the doors girls started huddling around us. We had been able to avoid them when we were walking because we knew which back streets to take but being in public place was a different story. Not that I minded. The fans knew how things worked by now and were really sweet and chill. They just wanted to talk to the boys and get to know them.
"Hi Liam!" a group of about ten girls chorused.
"Hi ladies! How are you?" he asked sweetly, giving them all an adorable smile.
"We're good!" the synchronized back. A few of them threw flirty looks his way. I cleared my throat obviously.
"So is it true that you guys are dating now?" A Barbie look alike girl asked, gazing at our interlocked fingers. Liam looked at me, asking questions with his eyes. I nodded calmly.
"Yep! We're dating!" I replied easily. People would find out eventually. I knew because I had been with them when it happened, that it was definitely the best for the public to find out from one of those in the relationship. When paps caught you out and started rumors, things got quite messy.
"How long have you been dating then?" Barbie pressed.
"Not for long." Liam gave them a smile that was sweet but clearly said he wasn't going to say anymore. Telling fans we were dating was one thing. Getting into details was another. "Sorry to leave so soon ladies, but we don't want to miss our movie!" He skirted around them, pulling me by the hand, up to the ticket booth. Liam got us two tickets for the current must-see scary movie and bought a huge bucket of popcorn and the biggest possible soda, sticking two straws in the top.
The movie was really good, terrifying, but good. Liam's arm around my shoulders kept me nice and safe. The moon was shining bright and white in the blue black sky when we left.
"Are you going to come over for a bit?" Liam asked with a wistful grin.
"Well, I probably should get back to Emma's…"
"Just for a little! Please!" he used the full effect of his puppy dog eyes on me. There is no way you can say no to Liam's puppy dog eyes.
"Fine! But you have to carry my back!"
"Deal!" he lugged me up onto his back and walked easily through the street lamp lit block.
"Are you excited for your arena tour later this year?" I asked. I wouldn't be able to travel with them because of school, but I was hoping to come see a few concerts because of break.
"I guess." His shoulders lifted up and fell down underneath my arms.
"Maybe you'll meet some cute girl on tour…" I teased. Liam was one of the most faithful boys I had ever met.
"Not happening." He turned his head and pressed his lips lightly to my cheek.
I giggled lightly. I let my thoughts drift to where they wanted. As it so happens, Niall took control of my mind. He hadn't entered my mind nearly as much as he used to. I never thought I would be saying this, but I might just be getting over him. We could finally be just best friends and I wouldn't have feelings that he could never return. All thanks to Liam. Who was absolutely amazing. I smiled to myself, thinking about where the future might take mine and Liam's relationship.
