More Than One Direction

When Emily gets the job of her dreams, a back up dancer for One Direction, she is less than thrilled to discover her dancing partner is Louis, not the guy she's desperately in love with, Niall. But things take a turn when Niall seems smitten with her as well, and what will happen when Liam seems to like her too? Will Louis's or Liam's feelings get in the way of a seemingly perfect couple? Or will Emily discover that perhaps what she's been looking for has been dancing by her side all along?


11. Everything About You

[WARNING: a little racy]

We arrive at the hospital; I bound out of the cab and rush inside. Once I get the room number from the woman at the front desk, I run to the elevator.
Liam dashes to keep up with me, and we manage to get to Louis's room pretty quickly.
When we enter, all I see is a group of people surrounding a hospital bed.
Harry, Zayn, and Niall are there, along with Martina, Jessie, a girl I don't recognize, and...Eleanor.
It surprises me that she's there, but then once I remember how well their terms are since they've broken up , it's not too shocking.
"I'm all right, mates, really," I hear Louis's voice say from through the crowd.
I push through them all without saying a word and arrive at the head of the bed.  I look down at Louis.
He has a cast on his arm and a large bandage wrapped around his head. I'm relieved to see he's all right, but still worried about him.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for a tight hug.
"I was so scared!" I say with my face half buried in his pillow.
"Whoa, I still got a head injury here!" he says jokingly.
I laugh a little, and he gives me a weak smile, obviously not wanting to confront me in front of everyone.
"Could you give us a minute here mates?" he says to no one in particular.
They start to file out of the room, and Liam makes sure to give my hand a little squeeze before exiting. Niall walks out without looking at me.
"Sorry to interrupt your date," Louis says once they've left, trying to be funny yet condescending.
"What happened?" I ask, ignoring his statement.
"Car accident, not a bad one. They wrapped me up nice but I passed out after so they admitted me. I'll be out tomorrow morning."
I take a deep breath, unsure of what to say, then I figure since we're here I might as well confront him.
"Louis, I know you lied to me. I know what you told Niall that day. I just don't understand why."
Louis sighs, then shakes his head slowly before answering.
"I just didn't want you to be with him."
"But why?" I say angrily, "I really like him, and he seemed to like me. Now everything's ruined..." I let my voice get soft.
"Its not ruined; you can be together now I suppose."
I ignore that statement, unsure of how he's so fine with Niall and me all of a sudden, and decide to still question him, "But why did you lie to me?"
"Look Emily, I've already made this hard enough."
He notices the angry expression on my face and my slow breathing and he gives up.
"I like you Emily. I've liked you since that very first day. I just wanted you to be with me, that's why I lied. I'm sorry I did it, I really am. But you have to understand how badly I feel for you. When I found out we'd be fake dating, the only thing that could make me happier is if we actually dated."
I don't know what to say to him, so I just sit there.
I feel like I should've seen this coming,  that he has feelings for me. Apparently the members of One Direction have a thing for liking me.
But I really need to sort things out for myself.
He interrupts my train of thought, "I know you want to be with Niall, and I think you should. It seems like you two would be very happy together, and that's what I want for you."
"Well that's probably not gonna happen now Lou," I tell him uncertainly.
"Why?" he asks me.
"Because..." I say, knowing I can trust him, "I kissed Liam tonight."
"WHAT?" I hear an angry Irish voice yell from behind me, followed by footsteps.
I turn around quickly and race out the door, my heart beating fast.
I see the nearby elevator door closing, and I bolt for it, but Martina, the girl I don't know, and Eleanor block my way.
"We need to talk to you," the unrecognizable girl says. She's pretty, with copper hair to her shoulders and side bangs, along with a very large chest.
"I don't even know you," I say, looking over her shoulder and seeing the elevator door close.
"This is Heather, you're going to be seeing a lot of her," Martina says.
I push past all of them and push the elevator button.
"I really don't have time to talk to you right now," I say, repeatedly pushing the button. 
Noticing what's going on, Liam walks up from behind me and enters the elevator with me once it opens.
"What happened?" he asks me, but I ignore him.
He repeats his question, but I'm blocking him out. I need to straighten this all out, with Niall, with Louis, and with Liam...
A loud bang interrupts my thoughts, and I feel the elevator stop moving.
The lights flicker. Then I realize what's happened- the elevator has shut down.
I'm too frustrated at this point to really attempt to alert anyone, so I just sit down.
How could all this have happened?
I curl up into a ball with my head between my knees and start to cry.
I just don't know what I want anymore.
I hear Liam's soft and slow footsteps come towards me, then he sits directly beside me and rubs my back as I continue to weep.
After a while I just get so overwhelmed that I turn sideways and rest my head on his chest and wrap my arms around him.
"Li-Li-Liam," I choke out through tears.
He waits patiently for me to get out what I want to say.
"I just...don't know what to do," it takes me a while to get it all out.
"Well what do you wanna do?"
"I don't know! I thought I liked Niall, but then we kissed and...I really liked it."
He grabs my chin softly and pulls my face up to face him. His smile is beautifully placed on his face. It forces me to smile back at him.
"I really am More Than, huh?"
He shakes his head, which surprises me, then gives me a soft kiss on the lips.
He pulls away without giving me a chance to really kiss him back. I groan softly out of anger.
"You'll figure out what you want babe."
I sit there silently for what seems like forever, and I think of what I would pick if I could have anything in the world at this moment. Then I know.
"I want you to kiss me again."
Not a second passes before his lips meet mine again.
They meet gently, and he leans forward while lowering me down with the hand he has on my back.
Our lips separate slightly before they meet again. The intensity increases as our lips move faster with each passing second. He slowly slips his tongue into my mouth as he grabs my thigh. I grab his muscular bicep then move my hand slowly to his chest. I push him away.
I catch my breath for a minute before I give an answer to his sad and confused face.
"I'm sorry," I say, "I just don't wanna go too fast. I still need to figure everything out before we go forward with this."
He nods his head as his face slowly turns to understanding.
"You're right, you're right," he says, more trying to convince himself than anything else.
I sigh, and we sit there quietly for a few minutes.
"Guess we should try to get this elevator unstuck, huh?" I ask him with a smile.
He laughs, "Thats one of the things I love about you. You're so funny."
I give him a flirty look.
"What else do you like about me?"
"I don't know, I just..." he pauses, "I love everything about you."
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