Why do you hate me, What've I done?

Emily is a pretty normal sixteen year-old, she has short, red hair resembled to Hayley Williams', blue eyes, nice cheekbones. Other than she's an orphan; both her parents dead and she cuts. Emily just happens to fancy One Direction. She wins a contest to meet them, and she thinks it'll be like fanfictions and stories, they'll love her and become the best of friends and live happily ever after! No. But when the boys don't like her, how will she take it?


19. Film Day


After a minute Liam kisses the top of my head and I say, "Liam, I-I'm really sorry I c-cry so much. It's just m-my past.." He lifts my chin up, so I'm looking him in the eyes. "Babe, it's alright. I know it's been hard. But it'll get easier with me around, I promise." Lie number two, though at the time we both didn't know it. Liam slowly leans in, and our lips touch. He kisses me softly, as I wrap my arms around his neck; playing with his hair. He smiles agaist the kiss, and so do I.

After a bit, I pull away. He pouts and I go back to making breakfast; cracking and stirring eggs up into a bowl. He wraps his arms around me again from behind; resting his chin on my shoulder. "You are going to eat, right?" he whispers into my ear. I nod and ask him to feed Oliver. After we feed Olly, and ourselves, we decide to watch some films. We agree on The Woman in Black, and I grab a blanket from the closet, cuddling up to Liam.

After just a minute of watching it and the girls jump out the window, I'm already scared. "You okay babe?" Liam asks, giving me a reasurring squeeze. I slowly nod, and snuggle closer to him. We watch, and each part I'm jumping out of my seat, buring my head in Liam's chest. I wasn't focused on the film really, I was thinking about Liam, questions rushing through my mind.

Does Liam really love me? Why does he love me? Who would love me? Why and HOW does Liam think I'm beautiful and skinny? Why did Harry punch Liam? I thought he hated me, so does that mean that we're sort of friends now? These questions rush through my mind. I start paying attention when a little girl coughs up blood. I bury my face into Liam once again, and whisper, "Liam can we please change the movie? I'm s-scared."

He chuckles and says back into my hair, "Of course babe." He gets up and searches for a movie to put in. The rest of the day Liam and I watched many films. We watched Sweet Home Alabama, Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone, The Notebook, and Love Actually. It was around seven when we finished, and Liam agrees to stay over on two conditions.

First he said no funny business. Second he needed to get some clothes. I agree with some giggles, and he runs back to his house. I decide to take a shower, and I grab a towel and head to the bathroom.

I've probably been in there fifteen minutes, and I decide I've washed up enough. I dry myself and reach for my pajamas- wait, where are they? Oh no. I did NOT forget my pajamas again! Maybe Liam isn't back yet. I slowly open the door and run to my room. I grab my clothes and run out, but the horrible happens. I slip and fall hard on my arm. I have hardwood floors. I curse loudly, and try to stand up.

"O-ouch" I mumble to myself. I fall back down, so dizzy from the intense pain in my arm. "Emily? Are you okay?" I hear Liam shout. I hear him rush to the hallway where I am. "No Liam! I'm fine, don't come!" I did NOT want Liam to see me in just a towel, but he comes anyways.

"Oh my god, what happened?"

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