*Liam’s Point of View*
I roll over in bed and squint as the bright sunlight from the window hits my face. I groan.
Then I feel someone next to me. I turn over and see her beautiful face, calmly asleep. I smile to myself and slowly get up from the bed, careful not to wake her. I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.
And that’s when the full impact of what happened last night hits me. She’s my best friend’s girlfriend! She’s my girlfriend’s best friend! We betrayed them. I betrayed them. Oh God, they’ll never speak to me again.
Wait. I don’t have a girlfriend. I ended it with Tiffany last night! And Emma said that she and Niall are having problems. And if she feels that way, then he must feel that way too, right? I just have to get Niall to tell me his problems with Emma, and then maybe I can convince them to break up. Then, Emma and I can secretly date until Niall officially moves on.
What am I thinking? I can’t date Emma, even if she and Niall break up! But, I can’t just leave things the way they ended last night. Last night was the first time in a long time I actually felt… happy. I have to talk to Emma about this. Obviously she feels the same way about me, otherwise last night would not have happened. Maybe she’ll want to keep this going as well.
I go downstairs and start to make some breakfast. We can talk when she wakes up.
I am in the middle of cracking eggs, when there is a knock on the door. I wipe my hands on a towel and open the door. And there stands my blonde best friend, with a big grin on his face.
“Hey man!” Niall says, with his usual wide grin. Uh-oh.
“Hey!” I say, not knowing what else to do than to let him in. “Why are you here?”
“What? I can’t visit my girlfriend and best friend when they are staying together?” he says, laughing. My stomach drops. I never thought I could hear so many things in one single sentence that could fill me with so much guilt. But that last sentence just did. What did I do?
“Right, of course! Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you. Weren’t you supposed to be with your family?” I ask.
“Oh, yeah. I’ll tell you guys all about that crap later.” Niall says, rolling his eyes. “I saw you guys went shopping yesterday on Twitter.”
I laughed. “Yeah, well you know she needed new clothes.” I say, continuing to crack eggs as he sits at the table.
“Can you believe all the rumors? That we broke up and now you guys are dating. How ridiculous, paparazzi are so annoying.” He says.
My stomach drops 20 more stories. “Yeah, ridiculous.” I mumble.
“Is she still sleeping?”
“What did you guys do last night?” he asks.
God, I’m being interrogated. “Just hung out, unpacked her clothes, ordered out.”
“Unpacked? Is she going to be staying that long?”
“It’s possible. I mean until your family leaves, right?”
“Yeah, but that’s just in a week.”
We hear Emma’s footsteps run downstairs as she calls, “Liam! We need to talk!” I feel panic rise inside of me. She turns the corner into the kitchen and spots Niall. For a split second, so fast that you had to be looking for it to notice, she stopped in her tracks and her face became really serious. But, just as fast as it had came, it was gone. “Niall!”
“Baby!” He says, standing up and picking her up in his arms and doing one of those 360- spins you see in romance movies. I could feel my stomach growl in anger. He had one of the biggest grins ever on his face. The happiest I have ever seen him. Emma looked pretty happy too. Maybe she was acting. “Surprise!”
“This is a surprise!” She says, laughing as he put her down. “You don’t have to be with your family?” She asks.
“Nah, I can miss a day. I thought maybe you and I could hang out today.” I cough. Niall glances over at me, “And Liam.”
I smile, “Thanks for my invite.”
Emma smile nervously, “What did you have in mind?”
“I thought maybe we could see a movie and then go out to lunch?” He looks over at me and then starts to laugh. “After we enjoy Liam’s wonderful breakfast.”
I stand there looking at him confused, until the smell of burnt egg hit my nose. I look down at the pan and realize that I had been so distracted that I had let the eggs become a light brown. “Shoot!” I say, turning off the stove and dumping the eggs in the trash.
“Yeah, we should go out for breakfast.” Niall laughs again, making my blood boil. “I just need to use the restroom real quick.” He kisses Emma, much longer than needed and runs upstairs.
Emma stands there for a while, and after making sure that Niall was completely out of earshot, speaks up. “Liam listen, what happened last night-.”
“-Was a mistake. I know.” I finish for her. Let’s get this over with.
She stands there looking bewildered. “Yeah.”
“It never happened. Niall never has to know.” I felt a stab of pain in my stomach. Every ounce of my body was telling me that what I was saying was wrong, but I just had to say it.
Emma breathes out. “Okay.” She stares at me for a while longer, then slowly turns around and walks upstairs.
My eyes follow every move she makes. What is happening to me? I feel jealous and guilty and sad and angry and used. This shouldn’t be happening. I can’t be in love with my best friend’s girlfriend. I definitely can’t be in love with my recently ex-girlfriend’s best friend. This is so messed up. And now I’m spending a whole day with them? Kill me.
I walk up the stairs, to my bedroom, still feeling her lips on mine.