It's gotta be Lou

When memories flow into Amber's mind, things go awry and she is forced to tell the truth about her true self to the boy she grew up loving... Louis Tomlinson, who is now famous and doesn't remember her until she reminded him of something. Amber went from the next door neighbor to his biggest crush to his secret admirer to his best friend's girlfriend. He shouldn't feel that way, and neither should she.... Or should they? (Contains cursing)


9. You make me feel less weird

****** Niall's P.O.V.*******
I could see it. There was something wrong with her. She was just playing it off as there wasn't. I'm cute and Irish, not a stupid blonde. Well, I'm not totally stupid. I may seem like a total idiot, but I'm not. I know how to tell when something is wrong.
I nodded but it didn't leave my mind, eve when she suggested that we go eat at Nandos. I'm going to ask her out on an actual date, for tonight. I'm going to take her to the most expensive restaurant in London, and there's gonna be more than enough champagne for us and I also have a hotel rented out just for the two of us...
"Why did you pick me?" I asked her.
"I don't know. You make me feel less weird, I guess." She replied.
"We need to go out on a better date. Tonight we are going out, to a better place, where it is only gonna be me and you," I told her the details.
"Do I have to get all dressed up?" She teased.
"Yep. You need to," I nodded.
"Pick me up at eight," she winked and we finished eating and went home to get dressed and it was five thirty. Amber went to her room and locked herself in the room and was in there until seven thirty. I was ready within thirty minutes and I started getting ready at seven thirty.
****Amber's P.O.V.****
I swiped on a bit of pink lipgloss and slipped on my flats. I opened the door and I saw Niall was waiting for me on the couch. I looked in there mirror, after pushing Zayn out of the way, and took my roller brush and made my curls shiny and big. I looked at the time and it was seven forty-five. I smiled and went back to my room for the rest of the time. I texted Serena, and she asked what I was doing so I replied that I was about to go on a date.

Serena: who r u going on a d8 with

Me: Niall Horan

Serena: isn't that the guy from 1 Direction?

Me: yep

Serena: what happened to jake?

Me: he dumped me.niall asked me out and I like him so I said yes.

Serena: good luck

Me: thanks

I checked the time and it was seven fifty nine. There was a knock on the door.
"Your too early," I called, teasing him again.
"No I'm not. It's eight-oh-one right now," he called back.
I pretended to be mad at him. I opened the door in a fake fury. "Your late! I said eight oh clock, on the dot!" I huffed.
The look on his face was priceless. I took a picture of it and set it as my wallpaper. Then I giggled.
"I'm just kidding. Lets go," I said, taking his hand in mine. We walked downstairs and he opened the car door like a polite gentleman. I smiled and got in. He took me to a fancy restaurant and got me all kinds of wine. He barely drank a small cup of water. I remember leaning across the table, letting a little bit of cleavage show. I saw him looking at it and I smiled. I whispered to him, "Lets go somewhere to be alone." I could feel my eyes widen with emphasis on the 'alone' part. He smiled and got the waiter and paid for our meal. I stumbled to the car and he caught me just as I was about to fall on my butt. As we got in the car, I leaned over and started kissing his neck. Then his collarbone. He stopped me when I was about to remove his shirt.
"At least let me drive before we do anything like that," he said, chuckling.
I smiled and looked out the window. I wasn't drunk. I remember everything that happened that night, perfectly. I was going to give him a surprise when we got to the hotel he was taking me to. I overheard him talking to Liam about it. I'm not an idiot. I know teenage guys.
"Okay, we're here. Lets go," he said, and got out and came and opened my door to help me out.
"M'kay," I got out and we walked to the lobby and he said something to the clerk and the guy gives him a key and comes to where I am, over by the fish tank, acting like a drunk person when they see a fish: making faces back at them and tapping on the glass. He put his hand on my waist and we went up the elevator and when we got to our floor, Niall took my hand and led me to the room.
When we got in there and he was about to take his shirt off and I stopped him. "No. Take me home. I have a boyfriend," I said.
He nodded and took the key down to the clerk and we went home. When we got there, he said, "I'm sorry if I pressured you, if I did."
"Your so gullible! I'm not drunk and I just pretended to be drunk so I could see if you'd try to take advantage of me," I said, and then kissed him.
He pulled away. "Your so much like Lou., I mean your always doing crap like that and so is he!" He pulled me in for another kiss before I could reply.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he sat the seats back and we continued to kiss.
I stopped him. "Lets at least go somewhere with a bed. My parents went on a cruise for a couple of days. Lets go to their place." I got out and we ran up the stairs and I got the extra key out of the bird house and unlocked it. "The guest room." I said and we rushed up to the bedroom.


I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him kiss up and down my neck. I stopped him so I could take his shirt off. In turn, he took my dress off. I managed to slip my panties around my ankles and flushed when I saw him looking at me with that hungry look that I love.
He stepped out of his boxers and took me to the bed and we made love over and over. Finally, we stopped and I looked at the time. It was ten o'clock! I sat up right and immediately regretted it. I was sore and light headed. I got up and slipped my clothes back on and woke Niall up.
"Niall, honey, wake up. We need to go home," I said shaking him awake.
He opened his eyes and instead of standing up and getting dressed, he pulled me down on the bed and kissed me. I pulled away and his mouth travelled down to my neck."Niall, we need to go--" I said but he cut me off.
"Five more minutes of pure bliss," he begged and started to unzip my dress. I gave in to him and enjoyed the last five minutes then I pushed him off of me and slipped my dress back on and left the room and I heard him slowly getting up and dressed.
I smiled when he came out and he kissed me. I slipped under his arm and walked out the front door. He followed me and I locked the door. I smoothed my hair down and so did he. We walked over to Lou's house and I saw Louis waiting for me.
"I want an answer right now, Ambs," Lou said.
"What do you mean?" I asked, stunned at him.
"Do you love me?" He asked, his voice cracking.
"Lou., your like my brother. Of course I love you," I said.
"More than a brother. I'm supposed to have you now, not Niall. Not that Jake guy either. Me." He yelled and grabbed my hand.
I flinched at the tone of voice he had used; full of love.
"L-Lou, I loved you as a kid. You were my best friend. You were my brother. You were my first love. I loved you because of how random yo were, I especially loved that lime green tuxedo you wore to the masked prom. I was the one to break your heart at that cafe. It was me. I wanted you as long as I could remember." I yelled. "One day, you'll want me like I wanted you. You'll miss me like I missed you. You'll need me like I needed you. You'll love me like I loved you, but the difference is that I won't love you anymore!"
"D*mmit, Lou! Don't you even remember that poem that I wrote and read aloud in English class?" I yelled.
"You were that girl? The one at prom?" He asked, tears building up in his eyes.
"Yes I was. I decided not to show up at the are because I wanted you to see how it felt to have your heart broken. Every time you talked about a girl, about every girl you wanted. It killed me! I didn't want to tell you about the one guy I wanted because you'd figure it out. The guy I wanted has reddish-brown hair, blueish white eyes, and is an amazing singer. I don't want him now. He has a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. He is still just my brother, Lou! Your just like a brother, Lou, that's it," I yelled and ran upstairs and stayed up there in my room for the rest of the night.
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