Second Chance

Emelia Richardson is on the X Factor. She wasn't meant to make it; she was the extra extra person, added to the girls competition. Emelia is just trying to survive and prove her place on the X Factor.

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8. Chapter 8

I was curled up in a ball, sobbing harder than I've ever cried before in my life. My roommate, the woman that had taken me in, the woman that I've gotten acquanted with, cared for me and took me in as her own. She's gone now. Voted off the show. I kicked the post of the bed, welcoming the stinging pain it brought to my toes. It was so unfair.

I heard the door open and I flinched away from the light, twisting away from it as if it burned. I hated people seeing me cry; I couldn't stand it. But the tears wouldn't stop; I'd either have to face this person, or shoo them away.

"Emmy?" The voice from the door called. I looked up at it, confirming my thoughts. The voice was Josh. He looked worried as he slipped in through the door, closing it tight behind him. "Emmy? Are you okay?" He lowered himsef onto the floor next to me. I threw myself into his chest and cried whole heartedly into his shirt. "Shhh, shhh. It's going to be alright." His voice was soothing, and he was methodically rubbing my back, but then the tears only came harder, and faster.

"Joshy," I cried into his shirt, not sure what I wanted to say; my lexis had gone astray. I was shocked with myself, nonetheless. I'd never called him that too his face, and it was strange hearing it from my mouth.

"I'm here, darling," he whispered into my ear, tightening his arms around me. "It's okay honey, I'm here." My tears kept coming, until eventually, all that was left was ragged gasps and sniffles. "You feeling better now, Love?" Josh asked, quietly, still holding me to his chest.

"No," I sniffled against his chest.

"I know it hurts, babe, but it hurts me too," Josh held me at arms length and looked me in the eye.

"Babe?" I said, trying to crack a joke, laughing weakly. Josh chuckled too.

"Yea, I know." Josh took his arms away from me, an instant chill filling me where there was lack of contact. "It's stupid."

"No, it's not," I said, putting a hand on his. "It's sweet." Josh looked at me saddly.

"Ever since the first time I laid eyes on you..." Josh trailed off, leaving me wanting more.

"Yes?" I prodded, but Josh didn't budge. "I forgot to say, thank you for covering me earlier on the show. It really meant a lot." I didn't have the courage to  look him in the eyes.

"You're welcome." It was clear that he had his eyes on me, but I was too afraid to look up. I took a deep breathe and looked up and we locked eyes. He was looking at me like I was the only person left in the world. With a distinct admiration I usually only noticed when we were with the boys, or when we saw a happy couple and the boys would put money on it. Only, when we saw it then, it looked like some sort of admirable jealousy.

"Josh," I whispered. "You truly are a great..." I paused and adverted my eyes, "friend." I glanced back up at Josh through my lashes. The light in his eyes had been distinguished.

"Oh, Emmy," Josh murmured. "Amazing, talented Emmy." His eyes never moved from mine. "You've always known, haven't you Emelia." I think that the look I gave him tipped him off, because after that, the boy was frantic. "You must've known Emmy. You just had to."

"Had to have known what?" I was even more confused by him know. Josh took both of my hands.

"Emelia." He said my name like it was the only word he knew. "I'm in love with you Emelia." With that, he leaned in and kissed me.

The kiss rocked me so hard, I wasn't sure where I ended and Josh began. He took his hands away from mine and hoisted me up, comfortably into his lap, leaving his arms around my waist. I let my hands intertwine into his brown, silky hair, slipping through my fingers like velvety vines.

As the kiss grew deeper, he traced my lips, as if asking for an entrance. I nipped at his lips to give him an answer.

"Josh!" I gasped against his mouth. "Stop... someone... may see... don't want..."

"Shh," Josh put a finger against my lips. "It's okay." The smile he gave me was so assuring, it wasn't long before our lips were connected again.

"Emmy," he moaned against my lips. He brought his lips on my neck, planting kisses all the way up it and along my jawline. I shivered at his light touch. Then the doorknob jingled.

Josh and I tore away from each other so fast that I felt a little winded afterwards. I then thrusted my head into his chest, where he promptly wrapped his arms around me.

"Oh, I'm sorry," a familiar voice said. "I didn't realize we were interrupting." I looked up at the voice, confirming my suspicions: Louis was there, with Carolynne.

"Carolynne!" I exclaimed jumping up, and throwing myself into her arms. "I'm so sorry I ran off like that! I was just so upset!" I could feel the tears pricking up behind my eyes.

"Don't worry Lou, you weren't interrupting anything here," Josh said, addressing Louis as he straightened himself up. His voice sounded deflated.

"Are you positive about that?" Louis said, his eyes gleaming. "You two were in here for quite a while."

"I was consoling Emmy," Josh said, his jaw tightening a bit. "I'm going to go find Jaymi and JJ. George wanted some time with Ella, so I guess I'll go with my boys." With that he strode out of the room.

"Well, I'm going to go empty my closet," Carolynne gave me another quick squeeze followed by a sad smile before leaving me in the room with Louis.

"Consoling you now? Was he really?" Louis said, mock suspicious.

"Yes! He was!" That was what he came in to do initially. "Now can we drop this?" Louis squinted his eyes at me, and shook his head like a young child.

"Nope," he said, mock-thoughtfully. "No, I don't think we can." He grabbed my arm and brought me to the bed. He sat down and crossed his legs, looking at me intently. "Spill. Tell me everything that happened here, including all the details."

"Since when did you get to interested in my well being?" I grumbled.

"So you're admitting that something did go on in here?" Louis asked, trying to drag an answer out of me.

"No! Nothing happened!" I exclaimed. "Nothing that should concern you!"

"Kissing doesn't concern me," Louis said, innocently. "Did it have anything to do with that?"

"This is ridiculous!" I said, dodging the question and his eyes.

"Is it now?" He sounded amused. "Well, that's strange. So knowing that a close friend of mine has a crush on you does not qualify as anything you're interested in."

"Who does?" I demanded. Louis tsked me, giving a devious look.

"Not without answers Love," Louis looked even more amused. "Give me the answers I need, and I'll give you the answers you need."

"You first, or I won't spill anything." I narrowed my eyes at him. He knows he can't argue with me.

"Fine." Louis narrowed his eyes at me. "Liam likes you. SPILL!"

"What?" I shrieked. "There's no way. There is no possible way that what you said is true!"

"Of course it it!" Louis got up from the bed. "Don't you see how he looks at you?"

"No!" I exclaimed. "I don't exactly look to see how people are looking at me."

"Really?" Louis said in disbelief. "You really didn't know?"

"Sorry, Louis," I said, apologetically. "I'm really clueless in those areas." Louis sighed, exasperated.

"Well, clearly!" He walked back to me. "Didn't you ever think once about the tweet?"

"Of course I have!" I objected. "It was a friend doing something nice for a friend."

"Honestly, Emmy!" Louis voice rose. "He only talks about you when we get back to our flat. 'Did you see the look on Emmy's face?' 'Did you notice the color of Emmy's shirt?' 'Those galoshes Emelia was wearing looked very posh on her.'"

"He likes my galoshes?" I felt a smile creep up. "I thought they were silly, and childish."

"Well, obviously Liam didn't," Louis said with a smirk on his face. "He wants to get to know you better before we leave." I felt my eyes pop at that comment.

"Wants to know me better?" I was astounded by that. "Why would he want to know me better? More importantly, when are you guys leaving?"

"Bright and early tomorrow morning," Louis said. "We've got a gig up in the states."

"So around eleven," I said, poking him. That was the boys "early" and we all knew it.

"Point taken," Louis said with a grin. He scooched closer to me and propped his elbows on his knees, settling his chin on his hands. "What are you planning on doing with Liam?"

"Nothing Louis!" I said, "Nothing has and will go on with Liam and I because Liam doesn't like me!"

"Nice to see that you're on the denial train," Louis singsonged.

"I'm not in denial!" I protested. "More like I'm being realistic." Louis looked at me.

"Alright, Ms. Realistic," He said, casually. "If this is so unrealistic, than who was that girl that Liam and Josh were seen with yesterday morning?" My heart pounded.

"A fan?" I said, weakly.

"Aha!" Louis yelled. "So it was you!"

"Louis," I said, with, regrettably, lack of anything better to do, "it could've been anyone." I got off the bed and went towards the closet.

"Could've," Louis confirmed, "but it was you! I know it was you! Who else would those two be that happy to see?"

"Their mothers?" I said, sifting through the clothing for something to wear to dinner.

"And it obviously wasn't either of their mothers," Louis said.

"They could've been nice to a fan," I mumbled.

"I guess I have to ask Liam himself," Louis said, innocently. I whipped around.

"No!" I said, sharply, before I could stop myself.

"Will you tell me?" Louis had a mischevious glimmer in his eye. I glared at him.

"Alright! Alright! It was me!" I glared at him.

"Yay! I knew it!" Louis danced around in a circle.

"Stop it Louis! You look ridiculous!" I laughed at him.

"It was you what?" Carolynne said, joining us.

"Remember those pictures of Josh and Liam with the same mystery girl?" Louis said, excitedly. Carolynne nodded.

"Whoever it was must've been really lucky, catching both of them at such and early time, because those to are early risers," Carolynne said. "She must've been nice, judging from the look on those two faces."

"What if I told you I know who it is?" Louis said, waggling his eyebrows. Carolynne raised a parental eye at him. "You're standing next to Miss Mystery Girl." Carolynne whipped around to me.

"It was you and you didn't tell me?!?" She threw her arms around me. "This is huge!"

"I didn't really have time to tell you," I said. "And it's not that big of a deal."

"To know that you made both those boy's days in one morning?" Carolynne said in disbelief. "What's going on in this love triangle?" Louis laughed along with Carolynne.

"It's not a love triangle," I protested. "Nothing's going on!"

"So they just look that happy on their own?" Carolynne said.

"I don't think I've seen Liam that happy in ages," Louis commented. I narrowed my eyes.

"Okay, I do have a bit of a crush," I admitted.

"On who?" Carolynne asked. "Please give me one last piece of dirt to savor on my way home!" I laughed.

"I don't know which one though," I said, seriously conflicted. "Their both great guys, but I really don't know." I sighed heavily. "You guys, no one can know about this. Not even Ella, or the boys, and especially not anyone else." I thought for a second. "Okay, maybe Ella, but in private."

"Okay, honey," Carolynne said, pantomiming zipping her lips. "Lips sealed. Not that I'll have anyone to tell, where I'm headed."

"Don't say that!" I protested. "People love you! And they always will!" Carolynne gave me another hug.

"I hate to break up this moment, but, what can't I tell?" Louis asked, his brow furrowed.

"You can't say a word about the photo, or my crush on the boys," I said, firmly.

"Can I hint your crush to Liam?" Louis asked, super pleading. I sighed.

"Very vaguely," I amended. Louis opened up his arms to me.

"Come here," he said. I laughed and gave him a hug.

"Now get out of here," I said, swatting him away. "I have to get dressed for dinner!"

"Alright," Louis said, chuckling as he backed out of the room. "Better work fast though," he said nonchalantly, "Liam had dinner with Leona Lewis on Monday."

It felt like a punch to the gut. "What?" I demanded.

"And you said you didn't care," Louis laughed, but quickly cut short when he saw the menacing look on my face. "I'll be on my way now," he said, nearly sprinting out of the room.

I chased him into the hallway. "Louis!" I yelled after him, but he was already gone. I huffed angrily.

"Look at it this way," Carolynne said, encircling her arms around me. "Two very handsome gentlemen are fighting over you."

"And both of them have unobtainable celebrity crushes that they could get in the blink of an eye,"  I grumbled. "I'm just a midget that looks like she could be in second grade."

"That's what I'm here for," Carolynne said, gently pulling me towards our room. "At least grace me with this final send-off present."

"Carolynne, I should be treating you!" I argued, unwillingly pulling away from her.

"You will," Carolynne, circled me nonchalantly, "when you dish everything that's going on while I give you a makeover."

"I could never do that to you," I protested.

"But you will." Carolynne's enticing smile was too much for me. And I couldn't make her unhappy on her last day with me. I sighed at her in defeat as she made a funny squealing noise and clapped her hands excitedly. "First, tell me who Josh's celebrity crush is," she said, leading me to the bathroom.

"Jade Thirlwall," I said, deflated. Carolynne's jaw dropped in shock.

"No!" She said, clearly shell-shocked. "From Little Mix?"

I nodded dryly. "That's my competition," I said, tightly. "Her and Leona Lewis."

"At least you're admitting that you're in competition," Carolynne teased me. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"You know what I mean Carolynne," I drawled. "They obviously can't like me when those two are available."

"I'm going to make you eat those words," Carolynne said, patting my cheek. "Those girls will cry when they see how beautiful you'll look, and those boys won't be able to take their eyes off of you."

"Gulp," I said, nervously biting my lip. Carolynne cackled as she turned to get her make up bag.

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