Jump In The Deep End

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"Amber, nothing will be different between us." Louis said as we stood in line for his audition.

I smiled back hesitantly. "You're sure?" I asked him. "You won't forget about me when you're famous?"

"I could never forget about you. I promise." He said, flashing a grin at me.

Amber Michaels is just a normal girl. Her best friend, however, is NOT just a normal guy. He's Louis Tomlinson, from the infamous boyband, One Direction.

They have been best friends for years, and have gone through so much together. Through Louis' auditions for the X-Factor, to his recent break-up with longtime girlfriend, Eleanor, they talked every day. But, they had one problem:

The other four members of the band knew nothing about her. This makes it difficult for them to talk every day. Somehow, they manage.

One day, however, the boys discover their secret, and insist that Amber goes on vacation with them for the summer, and madness breaks loose.


7. Love Wars and Confessions

*Louis Pov*

I heard Amber and Harry laugh in the kitchen, and I rolled myself off of the couch, not wanting to hear any more.

I had finally admitted it to myself... I. FANCY. HER.

I sulked off to my room, and shut the door a little more forcefully than needed. Normally, I would lock it, but I left it unlocked for Amber.

Why couldn't she just realize how I felt? I guess it was pretty dumb to just assume she'd figure it out on her own, though. But, even though I technically had dibs, I could tell that Harry fancied her as well, and it felt wrong to take her from him (even though he was basically doing the same to me).

I groaned and flopped myself down onto the bed. Why did this just keep getting more and more complicated by the minute? I should have just told her before Harry had went and gone all 'cheeky charm (as he called it).

Suddenly, I had an epiphany. No matter what happens, I thought to myself, I will tell her tonight. She can choose between us now, before she has the chance to develop any real feelings for Harry.

Sorry, Hazza buddy. But, like they say, all's fair in love and war. And if it's a love war Harry wants, it's a love war he's gonna get...



*Amber's Pov*

"So, you aren't mad?" I asked Harry. We were still in the kitchen, and I had just told him it would probably be easier if we stayed just friends.

He grinned at me. "Nope. And, although I'm shocked you turned me down," He smiled cheekily. "I get what you're saying."

I sighed in relief. "Good." I stuck out my right hand. "Just friends?" I asked, grinning.

He took my hand and shook. "Just friends." He replied.

Don't get me wrong. I guess I sort of fancy Harry, but just a bit. Plus, Louis had been my best friend for years, and I didn't like how obviously upset he was about the whole 'me and Harry' thing. Bros before hoes, and Lou was a bro. And as for Harry... Well, we could consider him a hoe, I guess... I laughed internally at this thought.

As fun as it would be to date Harry, I'm not sure he would be able to hold up a faithful relationship. He was too big a flirt. (A/N: No hate on Harry, but he IS a flirt, you know!!!! But I do love my Hazza :)



*Harry Pov*

I sighed as Amber walked upstairs, and sat down on one of the bar stools at the counter. I should have known she would want to stay friends... She obviously loved Louis, although I don't think either of them realized it. But I couldn't help hoping...

I shouldn't even like her in the first place, but I do. Even though Lou technically has dibs on her, I can't help but be attracted to her vibrant, fun personality, and her adorable laugh, and...

Oh, god. I really need to stop thinking about her. It would only make this more difficult.

Logically, I knew I needed to just move on from my stupid crush. But in actuality, this proved to be much more difficult than I had originally planned.

It was a simple enough thought. Just move on. Stop thinking about her that way, stop looking at her like that, stop flirting (probably never going to happen...). How I planned to do this, I had absolutely no idea.

But... Maybe I didn't have to get over her...? If I got Louis to stop liking her, maybe I had a chance. I shouldn't even have been thinking like this. What was wrong with me? I was trying to sabotage my best friend's possible relationship! I had issues... But why didn't I care?

At that moment, I realized I felt differently about Amber. She didn't throw herself at me like tons of girls would, and she was amazing to be around. She was nothing like all the slutty girls I normally date, but I was happy about that. She brought out the best in me, and I needed that.

I realized that I was going to have to fight for her... Against LOUIS, my best friend.

If that was what it took, I'd do it. I had to have her.



*Amber Pov*

I walked into mine and Louis' room, and he was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He breifly glanced over at me when I walked in, but looked back up.

"Do you fancy Harry?" He asked me, and I looked back at him in shock.

"No!" I lied, rather effectively.

He sighed, sat up, and looked at me. He seemed upset.

I walked over to him, and sat down beside him. "Lou," I started. "Why does the idea of me liking Harry make you so upset?"

He looked down at his hands, which were folded in his lap. "I..." He trailed off.

I smiled at him. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

He smiled back a little smile. "Yeah. I know." He huffed. "It's just... Complicated." He sighed, looking back at his hands.

I pursed my lips. "It doesn't have to be complicated, if you would just tell me." I argued.

He chuckled slightly. "No, it's going to be complicated, no matter what I tell you."

I crossed my arms. "Louis William Tomlinson, tell me what's got you so upset, or, I swear, I will make you sleep on the couch tonight." I looked at him, knowing how he hated to sleep on couches, and had since we were little.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "You wouldn't..."

"I think we both know I would." I told him.

He frowned, and looked at me. "You aren't going to like it..."

I rolled my eyes. "Has that ever stopped you from telling me something before?"

He grinned. "No."

"Exactly." I said.

He sighed. "Well," He started slowly. "The truth is... I... Um, well, actually... Ah, I guess..." I was starting to get irritated with his stuttering... He sounded like Harry, for god's sake!

He took a deep breath. "I'velikedyouforalongtimeandwellyeah." He said in a rush, looking down shyly.

"What?" I asked. "I didn't hear a word of that..."

He let out a frustrated groan. "I like you! Okay?"

I looked at him, shocked. "I... Lou-"

"I have for a long time." He cut me off. "I guess I've been too much of a dumbshit to realize it until now... But when I saw you with Harry..." He trailed off, raking his fingers through his hair repeatedly, which he only did when he was extremely nervous. He glanced up at me apprehensively. "I didn't like it." He finished his thought.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he continued. "I'm really sorry I've been acting like such an ass lately. I didn't even know why I was until recently." He chuckled bitterly. "But the thought of you and Harry together makes me want to hit something with a baseball bat, and I don't think anyone wants that. You probably like him a lot, and I know I should be happy, but I'm not..." He rambled pointlessly. "And you don't have to say anything back, or anything, but I just need to tell you... I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that I..." He took a deep breath, and said softly. "I love you, Amber."



*Louis Pov*

She stared at the floor for a moment, and I was absolutely certain she didn't feel the same. I looked down, frustrated as hell. Why can't I ever get the girl? They always went for Harry, anyway. I didn't even have a chance.

I felt her place her hand on mine, and I tentatively wrapped mine around hers. She was just comforting me, now, and I didn't like the pity.

I continued wallowing in my depressing thoughts for a minute.

Then: "I love you, too, Louis."

My head snapped up in shock. "What?" I asked stupidly.

She smiled slightly, and said, "I said, I love you, too."

A grin slowly spread across my face, and I sat there, grinning like an idiot. "Really?"

She laughed. "Really." My heart literally did a back handspring. I swear.

I frowned. "But what about Harry?" I asked.

"I told him I just wanted to be friends." She said, and my heart did some more gymnastics. "He's too much of a flirt for me, really."

I laughed and pulled her to me. I wrapped my arms around her and she buried her face in my neck. We must of sat like that, hugging, for five minutes.

I pulled back and smiled brightly. "Does this mean I can kiss you?"

She grinned. "Yes."

I looked into her eyes, and (I know this sounds dumb and cliche, but) got lost in the deep, beautiful green. (See? Told you.)

I gently put a hand on her cheek, and her breath caught. I leaned in slowly, closing my eyes, and placed my lips on hers. I almost jumped when I felt a little jolt of electricity. So this is what they mean by 'sparks'.

We kissed for a few moments, and I tentatively swept my tongue against her bottom lip, begging for entry. She opened her mouth, and I deepened the kiss. I pulled her closer to me and hungrily kissed her.

I pulled both of us so that we were lying on the bed. She was on top of me, straddling my hips. We kissed like this for a few minutes, and then broke apart, our foreheads resting against each others, our arms around each other. We were both breathing heavily.

I smiled at her. "I love you."

She closed her eyes and a smile tugged at her lips. "I love you, too."

I sighed, and pulled her closer to me. She snuggled into my chest, and quickly fell asleep. I brushed away a piece of hair that had fallen on her face, and I fell asleep soon, too, to the thought that this was really happening.



"Wake up, love." I said softly. It was almost eleven in the morning, and I had just woken from the best sleep I'd ever had.

Amber mumbled something, eyes still closed, and turned over, pulling the blanket tighter around her. I chuckled to myself, and gave up, wrapping my arms around her partially-sleeping figure.

"You know, we really have to get up soon." I said quietly in her ear.

"I don't want to." She complained.

"I know that." I told her, smiling. "I don't either, but-"

"Then why should we?" She asked cutting me off.

"Because Liam texted me, and told me we have to meet the others at some restaraunt at noon, and it's almost eleven." I told her, rolling off of the bed and going to the closet to find some clothes.

She groaned, but got up. I pulled out a white shirt with a pocket on the front, and navy blue stripes going across it. I went to the drawers to get a pair of pants, and heard Amber giggle.

I turned to her and frowned. "Don't make fun of my hair!"

She laughed now. "But it looks so funny!"

I smiled at her and rolled my eyes. She had pointed this fact out to me every time she had ever seen me in the mornings, which has been about a TON of years now.

I turned back to the drawers, pulling out a pair of red skinny jeans (classic) and some black suspenders.

I decided to be a nice person, knowing that all the boys were already gone, and went to shower in Harry's room. "You can have the shower, love." I  told her.

"Okay." She called back as I left.

I showered, taking a bit longer than usual, and dressed in Harry's room. I walked back to ours, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" She called.

I opened the door to find her sitting on the bed, her laptop open in front of her. She looked absolutely beautiful, wearing a white flowy tank top and a pair of red jean shorts. Her hair was pulled back into some kind of braid that I didn't know the name of (A/N: A fishtail, to the side :), and she had on a little makeup, but nothing major.

She turned and caught me staring. She smirked. "Like what you see, Tommo?"

I grinned back and jumped on the bed next to her. "Definitely. Oh, and by the way," I stated casually. "We sort of match."

She looked at our jeans, which were the same brand, and same color, only hers were shorts. She laughed. "I guess so."

I put my arm around her and pulled her to me. "Whatcha doin'?" I asked.

"Twitter." She said, eyes glued to the laptop screen.

"Anything interesting?" I asked.

She grinned at me. "Well, apperantly you're all dead, because someone kidnapped you and left you dead in a cornfield." I chuckled at the rumor. "Your bodies were found yesterday." She added casually, and I cracked up at that.

"Out of all the things they could say, they say THAT?" I was in hysterics.

"I know," She said, giggling.

All of a sudden, she stopped, a curious look on her face. "I wonder if they actually found bodies in a cornfield, and thought they were you, or if it's ALL a lie..." She trailed off, and I thought about it.

"Dunno." I said. "I'll call Paul later."



I pulled out my iPhone as we walked the long walk to a restaraunt. The lads took the van, so we were stuck walking. I didn't mind, though. Being with Amber was nice, even if I was wearing a beanie in 90 degree weather.

We held hands as we walked, and I scrolled through my apps, trying to find some music that was worthy. I couldn't find anything good, so I put it on shuffle. 'C'mon' by Panic! at the Disco ft. Fun. came on, and, seeing as no one was around, I started screaming the lyrics. Amber joined me, and soon we were jumping down the street like complete derps, screaming, "COME OOOON, COME OOOOOON!" at the top of our lungs.

We stopped when we saw the restaraunt, and I turned to Amber. "Are we gonna tell them?"

She grinned. "Duh, stupid!"

I put a hand over my heart, and faked a sad expression. "I'm hurt..." I told her.

She just rolled her eyes and kissed me. "Better?" She asked.

"Much." I told her, grinning, as we walked into the restaraunt.



A/N: LAAAAMBERRRRR! Yeeeeah, man! *said like Usher*

On another, completely random, irrelevant note, GO FUELED BY RAMEN FOR PRODUCING BANDS WITH PUNCTUATION!!!! YAAAAY *said like Zayn in the "Hello. We. Are. One. Direction. Yaaay!" part of the one video diary :)*

If any of you haven't seen the VERY OLD (but still very sexy ;) video of Zayn dancing to 'Asian Persuasion', GO. WATCH. NOW. Like, seriously. My life is now complete :D

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