Meant To Be. (One Direction FanFiction)

When Emily's broken heart runs into the one of Niall Horan, will he be able to fix her Emily's heart and her misery, or break her heart like every other dick boy she's met.

Is her and Niall meant to be?

**ONE DIRECTION FANFICTION!!**

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13. Off We Went.

Niall's P.O.V

When the doctor left Emily was left with a cast on her leg and foot. Poor her.

I can't get that image of her out of my head, when she was laying on my sofa. Everytime I see her, I start undressing her mentally. I try to shake it out but it just keeps coming back. It's making me want her even more!

She pulled away from our kiss. I think she was scared but I'm not sure.  The doctor came then anyway, but still..

 

None of the guys know that we have a thing. Well, do we? I'm not even sure myself. All I know is that I definatly want a "thing" with her.

soon.

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It was about 6:30am when I woke up to my alarm. I turned over to see Emily who was sleeping in my bed with me. Nothing happened but she didn't have a room so she shared with me. I lightly shook her,

"Emily, Emily love, wake up,"

she fluttered her eyelashes and yawned.

"C'mon, we need to go in half an hour,"

she moaned, but got up anyway. Her hair was messy and falling down passed her shoulders, before she tied it into a messy bun.

She went outside while I changed. I called her back in about five minutes later, and she walked in drinking water. She placed it down,

"Niall, I have no clothes.." she told me. Shit.

"Oh, uh, okay, I'll go ask Louis if you can borrow some of Eleanor's clothes," I smiled. She returned the smile and sat on my bed.

When I returned with Jeans, a top and a cardigan, Emily was on my phone.

"What are you doing love?" I asked, giving her the clothes.

"Oh, I was  just checking my twitter, sorry.." she explained, holding out the phone to me.

"It's okay, carry on if you like,"

She carried on scrolling down the screen. She suddenly stopped and her face dropped completely. I being worried,

"W-what's wrong? Em-emily?!" I asked nervously.

"here.." she replied handing me the phone. Twitter was on the screen with a picture of me giving Emily mouth-to-mouth when she jumped into the river.

"Shit! Oh my lord, fucking paparazzies EVERYWHERE!!" I shouted. I scrolled down a bit and saw some comments,

'Niall'sBitchx3: wtf. why's he giving that slut mouth-to-mouth. he should've just let her die like.. stupid cow>://'

'dfghjkit'sme: omggg. what the hell. she's a fat bitch, why's he trying to save her? she should go kill herself!!!"

 I started pacing and clenching my fists. I punched the wall. Emily didn't deserve any of this! I turned to Emily who was looking very scared and starting to tear up. I suddenly loosened up and ran to her. I gripped her shoulders lightly.

"Emily, I'm so so so sorry!"

She snivelled and dug her face into my shirt. I rubbed her back.

"Come on, let's go yeah?" I asked grinning. She smiled and nodded.

 

And off we went.

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