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.


8. Mysterious Gifts and Letting Go

*Amber Pov*

I gripped Louis' hand, suddenly terrified. I knew the boys would be happy for us, but I was still really scared to tell them.

Louis looked over at me, concerned. "If you don't want to tell them, we don't have to yet."

"No, it's fine." I told him, and he smiled slightly.

"Are you sure?"

I grinned at him and rolled my eyes. "Come on."

We walked into the almost-empty restaraunt, our hands entwined.

The boys looked over at us, and Niall beamed when he saw our hands. "I KNEW IT!!!" He shouted loudly.

The boys all smiled, but I could see that Harry's grin was forced, and didn't have his usual cheeky undertone.

"So it's official, now, eh?" Liam asked us as we sat down.

Louis and I grinned at each other. "Yep." He told them.

They all started whistling and congratulating us.

I was seated in between Zayn and Louis, with Niall, Harry, and Liam at the opposite side of the table.

The boys were all in a heated debate over what they should order (boys...), and I heard a low voice in my ear.

"Congrats. We all knew it." I looked over and Zayn was grinning shamelessly at me.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Thanks."

He smiled evilly. "So, how was it?"

I looked at him, my face a mask of confusion. "Huh?"

"How was it?" He repeated, raising a brow.

I raised one back. "I don't know what you're talking about." I told him honestly.

He rolled his eyes. "Come on, Amber. We all know you two slept together. There's no need to deny it."

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed loudly, causing the other boys to shut up and look at me.

Louis nudged my side. "What is it?"

I propped my elbows on the table and set my head in my hands.

Zayn started laughing. "I asked her how it was." He said evilly.

"How what was?" Louis asked, sounding confused. Niall burst out laughing, and Harry and Liam chuckled.

"Don't deny it, Boobear." Harry told him as I raised my head.

"I don't even know what you're talking about!" Louis exclaimed to him.

I leaned over to him. "They think we slept together." I whispered in his ear.

His eyes widened in shock. "You're all idiots!" He said. "We didn't have sex! God, you dirty minded people..." He grumbled the last part.

"Suuuuure you didn't." Niall said sarcastically.

"I'm serious, you dirty leprechaun!" Louis told him.

"Mmhmm." Zayn said.

I huffed. "Listen to my words." I told them. "We. Did. Not. Have. Sex." I said slowly, enunciating each word.

Harry giggled and Louis and I looked at him. "If you didn't have sex, then what did we hear last night?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"We kissed!" I exclaimed.

"That's all that happened!" Louis said.

Liam reached over and patted his arm comfortingly. "Well, unlike these idiots," He said, motioning to the other lads. "I believe you."

"Thank you!" Louis and I both huffed.

Niall, Zayn, and Harry exchanged looks. "They totally fucked." Zayn said.

"Yep." Harry and Niall agreed.

I sighed, realizing they'd never believe us, and Louis put his arm around me. He pulled me closer to him and chuckled. "They're dumb." He stated.

"Obviously." I told him, and he kissed me on the forehead.

"AAAWWWWW!" Niall exclaimed with a mouthful of food. "You two are cute!" He said, spitting all over Liam.

Liam glared at him, and Niall shifted uncomfortably. He swallowed his food, and muttered, "Uhhh, sorry, Li..."

"Don't talk with your mouth full." Liam scolded him, wiping the chewed food off of himself.

"Ew..." Zayn said.

"Yeah," Liam grumbled. "And YOU aren't the one with the french fries all over you."

He looked at Niall grumpily and picked up the spoon in his soup. He was about to take a bite, not looking away from Niall, when his eyes suddenly got wide and he flung the spoon away. "AAAH!" He screamed, as the spoon hit the wary leprechaun in the face.

"Ow..." He muttered, soup on his face and in his hair.

Zayn, Harry, Louis and I burst out laughing.


Zayn and Harry pointed to each other. "It was him!" They both yelled, looking panicked.

I chuckled, and Louis looked at me, grinning. "Welcome to my life."

I smiled as he pressed his soft lips to mine, and the chaotic scene of the restaraunt melted away. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he put his hands on my waist.

Zayn and Niall started to have a laughing fit. I heard Liam scold them, but I wasn't paying attention to what he said as Louis' tongue passed gently over my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let him in immediately, and his tongue gently stroked mine. I smiled into the kiss, and we pulled away after a few blissful moments.

He pressed his forehead against mine, his arms still around my waist, mine still around his neck. "I love you." He murmured softly.

"I love you, too." I told him, as the boys erupted in a loud chorus of, 'Awww's. Louis chuckled, and pressed his lips to mine again for a brief second.

I noticed that Harry wasn't at the table anymore.

"Now that that's over," Liam said awkwardly. "Who touched my fork?" We all laughed.




*Harry Pov*

Oh, god. Did they have to do that HERE? They were practically mouth-raping each other at the table. I looked down awkwardly.

Liam patted my shoulder. "You okay?" He asked softly.

I was about to nod, but Liam knew me better than that. I shook my head and exhaled. "No, I'm not." I said slowly.

I glanced at the happy couple sucking each other's faces off a foot away from me.

"I'm gonna go." I said to him quietly.

He nodded. "Are you gonna be alright?"

"Yeah. I just need to be alone for a while." I got up and left, not knowing (or caring) where I was going. All I knew was that I needed to get out of there.

Before I left, I heard the boys all say, "Awwww!" And it was all I could do to not sprint out of the restaraunt in tears.



I sat on the private beach who knows how many hours later, tears still running down my cheeks. I couldn't do this anymore! I desperately wanted them to be happy, I just wished they could be happy WITHOUT each other.

I sighed, running a hand through my tangled curls again, wondering why god kept shitting on me. Like, seriously. First, he chucks a brick at me, like, 'Oh, your 'best friend' has a secret! He has ANOTHER best fucking friend!' Then, he goes and pushes me to the ground, because the brick didn't do it's goddamn job. 'Guess what? You're gonna fall in love with her!' And now, he has to go and kick me in the balls. 'They fucked!' Whoop-dee-fucking-doo. Great job.

You succeded in making me miserable.

Be proud.

I picked up a handfull of sand and chucked it as far as I could, which wasn't very far, considering it was sand. Then, getting angry at the sand, I stood up and kicked it violently. After unsuccessfully beating the sand sensless, I stood, breathing hard. I looked up at the sky and put my arms out. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?" I screamed at god. "Well, you got your fucking wish."

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out slowly, and saw that I had a text from Louis.

I ignored it.

Yes, for the first time ever, I ignored a text from my best friend.

It didn't help me feel any better.

Then, I got another, and after ignoring that for a few minutes, another. After about ten more, I was getting tired of it.

I walked over to the water and chucked the fucking goddamn phone in the ocean. Fuck that shit. I don't need any of this! I stood, looking out at the sea, slightly in the water, and felt something hit my foot.

I looked down, and- Are you shitting me?

My phone washed back to my feet. I sighed, and picked it up.

"What the hell...?" I muttered to myself, kind of scared. The phone was dripping wet. Logically, it shouldn't have worked. But, what do you know? Another mysterious present from my biggest fan, god. (Note that there is a whole lot of fucking sarcasm)

My phone screen was lit up, a call from Liam making it buzz.

I picked up. "Hello. You have reached Harry, who just threw his fucking iPhone into the ocean, only to have it mysteriously returned in perfect fucking condition. What the hell do you want?"

Liam chuckled. "Where are you?"

Standing on the beach, pondering how the hell the calibration on my phone was screwed up when Niall got cookie crumbs on it, but it works perfectly fine when I toss it into the ocean. "The beach." I told him.

"Are you gonna be coming back any time soon?" He asked cautiously, knowing I was in one of my moods.

"Dunno." I said. "Maybe. But I probably won't be back til later, if anything." I told him.

"Okay, Haz. Text me if you need anything, yeah?"

I sighed. "Yep." I was about to hang up when I heard him speak.

"Are you alright, Harry?" He asked softly.

A tear that I didn't even know was there rolled down my cheek. "No. I'm not fucking okay." I said, in the same calm tone as before.

He paused for a minute. "It'll be okay, Hazza."

"I hope so." I whispered, more tears coming out.

I hung up the phone.

Holy hell! I fucking hated how vulnerable I felt! I debated throwing my phone again, but looked at the sky, thinking better of it. It would just come back, anyways.

I didn't realize I had been walking until I reached the spot where Amber and I had kissed last night.

I sat down on the sand, looking up at the darkening sky. It was almost seven thirty by now, and I thought back to the kiss.

I had thought everything was perfect. I was so in love with her already, that I could barely feel anything other than her lips on mine. I craved her, and she was like an addiction to me.

That's what addictions do.

You don't mean to start. It comes into your life, and you know you shouldn't, but you can't resist. You finally give in, thinking to yourself, 'Oh, it's just one time. It won't hurt anything,' but you don't realize how wrong you are. After that first taste, you want more, you NEED more. You would do anything to get it, and eventually your craving for that one thing you need becomes too strong, and it drives you mad.

She was all I could think about, and I wanted her to be mine. I NEEDED her to be mine. I wanted to be the one she kissed at restaraunts in front of everyone else, and told she loved. I wanted to feel her lips on mine, gentle yet rough at the same time.

But I couldn't have her.

She was Louis' now, and I couldn't betray him like that, no matter what I needed. He drove me to the edge of insanity and back, but he was the brother I'd never had and always wanted. He was my best friend, and I couldn't ruin that over a girl.

I walked over and stood on the long pier that went over the ocean, and sat on the edge, my feet dangling over the deep teal-colored water.

I took a deep breath, and did what I should have done before this all started.

I let it all go.



*Louis Pov*

Amber and I lay on the couch that night, her head on my shoulder, our legs entwined. We cuddled close to each other for a while, talking about everything.

I had my arms around her, and breathed in her familiar scent. She nuzzled her head into my neck as I heard the door open and shut quietly. We both glance over to see a slightly confused, but more relaxed Harry.

"Where've you been, Hazza?" I asked, pouting slightly.

He grins at me, an actual grin, for the first time in days. "The beach, Boo."

"Well, I missed you, Harreh." I told him, not just meaning today. It had seemed like he was ignoring me for the past few days, and it was nice to have him back.

He met my eyes, and I saw that he caught on to my meaning. He looked at me seriously. "I missed you, too, Louis."

He left the room, and I breathed a sigh of relief, glad that whatever was wrong was (hopefully) fixed.

I looked down at Amber, and she smiled. "He seems happier." She noted.

"He does." I said back, leaning down to kiss her softly.

She kissed back, and neither of us made a move to deepen the kiss. We just lie together, our lips slightly moving against each others'.

"I love you so much." I said softly, my lips still on hers.

"Mmmm, not as much as I do." She told me, smiling a little.

"Nuh-uh." I told her.

"Uh-huh." She said back, grinning.

I break away from the kiss and grin. "How about, since neither of us is going to win this, we both agree that we love each other equally?" I suggested.

She sighed, her eyes twinkling like they do when she's really happy. I smiled internally, glad that I was the cause of it.

"Okay." She told me, and brought her lips back to mine.

We pulled away and held each other for a bit, when Niall walked in with a bag of potato chips, and sat on our legs, pretending to not see us.

"Oh!" He said in mock surprise. "I didn't see you two there!" He exclaimed, making no move to get off as he continually munched on chips, watching tv.

I smiled evilly, a plan forming in my head. I whispered to Amber, "Play along." She nodded slightly.

I pulled her lips to mine, and kissed her passionately, my tongue exploring her mouth.

"Mmmm..." I mumbled against her lips, my tongue not leaving hers once.

She caught on and giggled, putting her hands in my hair. Niall let out a little awkward cough.

We ignored him, continuing to make out on the couch, under Nialler.

I ran my hand slowly down Amber's side until it reached her bum, and left it there. She sighed into my mouth.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Niall jumped up and screamed. "My virgin eyes!!!!!!" He yelled as he ran out, squealing, "LIAAAAAM!!!!!!" Amber and I broke apart, laughing.

"That was too funny!" I exclaimed.

"Definitely." She said, trying to control the laughter and failing.

We laughed until Liam came in the room, with a terrified looking Nialler behind him. "It isn't funny to scar leperchauns for life!" He yelled at us.

"Hey!" Niall said, looking offended.

Zayn, having (probably) heard all this, snuck up behind Niall, leaned into his ear, and shouted, "Boo!"

Niall screamed and clutched Liam for dear life.

We all burst out laughing, and Liam was trying NOT to laugh, for the sake of the leperchaun holding on to him.

"AhahahHAAAAAA!" Zayn screamed, in his ridiculous laugh he does every now and then. (A/N: Refer to video :)"You should have seen your face, Nialler!" He said, still laughing. He clutched his sides, and said in an indian accent, "Oh, god!!!!" Harry, who had come into the room, burst into laughter, and so did the rest of us, except for Niall of course.

"You're all mean people." Niall fake-pouted, and left the room.

We were silent for a few moments, when Liam said, "That was hilarious!" And we all burst out laughing again.


A/N: Oh, dear lord, help me! I died writing Harry's Pov, because I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe, but also really sad for him :((( I'm on the computer in my living room writing this, when I'm usually in my room, so my mom keeps giving me these weird looks when I randomly burst out laughing... Hahaha!!!!! :)) Anyway, hope you liked!

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