Choosing One Direction

Emily, the dancer for One Direction's upcoming tour, has finally made her choice of which guy she wants to be with. As the group starts their tour, all seems well, until scandal arises again. Emily thought the drama was behind her- but what if she was wrong? What if choosing one direction may be harder than she thought?

Sequel to More Than One Direction


15. They Don't Know About Us

A look of pain spreads across Louis's face, but all the anger he's put me through prevents me for being remorseful about telling the truth.
I didn't come back for him, I came back for me.
I deserve happiness. And if anything is to develop with any of the boys, I need to know.
Running away won't help me to find out.
When everyone is ready to leave, we pack the bus up and go to another airport.
We arrive, board our plane, same routine every time.
When we arrive at the concert hall, the boys do their vocal warm ups while I stretch.
When they're done, all of the boys and I hang out in a large room.
It's not painfully awkward, as Harry, Zayn, and partially Liam, help to balance the mood.
When Zayn leaves to smoke outside, Harry whispers in my ear.
"Maybe it's time to confront those feelings of those."
"What do you me-"
Before the words can escape my mouth, Harry races out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Then I hear a click.
He's locked me in here with Liam, Louis, and Niall.
"Did he just lock us in here?" Liam asks.
I nod my head.
"Why?" Niall says to no one in particular.
"You aren't coming out until you all talk about your feelings."
"Harry, come on!" I yell.
"Please Haz," Louis tries.
"Don't bother," Harry yells through the door, "none of you are coming out."
We all sit in silence for a few minutes, but it feels like hours before Liam attempts at the reconciling.
"So, I still have feelings for Emily. Raise your hand if you do too."
Niall and Louis both raise their hands, and I drop my head into both of my hands.
I pull my knees up to the fetal position.
It's time I let it all out.
"Put your hand down, Louis, you don't care about me."
"Yes I do!"
"You do? Oh you do! Let's see here," I start, "you broke up with me, said you just wanted to be friends. That you didn't really know me, and therefore didn't really love me. And all because I'm a VIRGIN!"
"WHAT?" Niall shouts instantly.
"Yes, okay everybody, the secret is out! I'm a virgin. A big, fat, V-I-R-G-I-N! And your dear old buddy Lou here couldn't handle that," I start pacing, "so he broke up with me. He claims he broke up with me because he 'doesn't know me', but since we're all being honest here. We all know he really broke up with me because he WANTS SOME. So guess what Louis? You ain't getting any!"
I plop down on my chair. I rub my eyes in frustration and breathe slowly.
The boys sit silently, until Niall speaks, "But why are you a virgin?"
I can't help it, it's all too overwhelming.
I start cracking up, hysterically laughing.
"That's a good question Niall. A very good question. Good thing you didn't ask Louis, because he wouldn't know. He doesn't care enough about me to find out."
"That's not true!" Louis chimes in, "I care about you too much to find out!"
"How's that?" I ask.
"I was afraid that sex would get in the way of our relationship. That I'd want it and you wouldn't and that would tear us apart. So I saved us both the pain and ended it before either one of us were in too deep."
I'm so speechless by Louis's seemingly honest statement that I simply sit and wait until more words come to me.
"So what are you guys doing?"
Apparently, Liam's the mediator in all of this.
"I don't know," I confess, "I don't want to have sex."
"Well I'm sorry," Louis says, "but I don't know if I can be in a relationship with no sex."
"Of course," I scoff.
"Honestly Em," Louis says, "you're not gonna find a guy that thinks any different."
"He's right," Liam says.
"No he's not," Niall says.
I turn my head to him.
He looks me directly in the eyes.
"I wouldn't care if she wouldn't have sex with me if we dated. Normally I would, but not with her. She's different."
"Don't make shit up so she chooses you!" Louis says.
"I'm not," Niall says, not taking his eyes off me.
"I love her, I always have. I wouldn't care if we had sex or not. I know what it feels like to not have her, and it hurts. I'd do anything I can to be with her. Sex is just a thing to me. I don't know if I can survive without her love."
"That's bullshit, Niall," Louis says, to which Liam nods.
"No it's not," I finally say, my voice all squeaky.
Why is Niall doing this to me? He must know I still have feelings for him.
That somewhere deep down, I am still truly madly crazy deeply in love with him.
"When we kissed yesterday," Niall says, "I was confused and hurt at first. But I know you must have felt something. That's why you ran."
"You two what?" Louis asks, just before slamming the door open and storming out.
Before he's out the door, Niall turns to me.
"They don't know about us?"


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Emily xoxo
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