Living With One Direction

What happens when Ella's parents die and she has to move to England to live with her cousin Liam Payne from the famous band One Direction?


8. Drama!

*Ella POV*

The kiss lasted about two seconds before Louis pulled away. “Louis! What are you doing? Why are you kissing Ella? You’re dating Eleanor!” I hear Niall yell from the doorway.

“Niall, you should go get the rest of the boys. Meet me in the living room. I have something to tell you.” Louis says.

“Are you and Ella dating? Are you cheating on Eleanor, Lou?” Niall whispers.

“No, Niall, just go get the boys please.” And with that Niall walked away.

“Well, I just I should go to the living room.” I say then walk out of my room. I feel bad for leaving Louis there, but with Harry telling me he loves me and Louis kissing me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t feel the same way.

I get to the living room and Niall, Liam, Harry, and Zayn are sitting down already. Louis walks in the room right when I sit down. “Okay, so, I haven’t told you guys yet, but, Eleanor and I broke up. A long time ago.” Louis says sitting down in the recliner.

“What happened? Why did you guys break up?” Liam asks leaning in closer to Louis.

“She cheated on me. Ella was the only one who knew, until now.” Louis looks at me then quickly looks away.

“Ella, how long have you known?” Zayn asks.

“Sense the day it happened. Louis and I made a deal that if he didn’t tell anyone about me being bullied, I wouldn’t tell you guys about him and Eleanor.” I say crossing my arms.

“So you like Ella now, right Louis? That’s why you kissed her.” Niall says looking to Louis. Liam clenches his jaw. Then jumps out of his seat.

“You what!” He screams. Louis’ eyes go wide and he shrinks back in his chair.

“He kissed Ella.” Niall says. Confused as to why Liam started yelling.

“You kissed Ella!” Liam repeats what Niall said but louder.

“I might have.” Louis squeaks in fear. Liam moves closer to Louis and Zayn jumps up to block him.

“How dare you-“

“How dare him what! Kiss me! You don’t own me Liam.” I yell.

“It’s Harry’s fault!” Louis says gaining some confidence.

“My fault! How’s it my fault?” Harry asks.

“If you wouldn’t have told me you love her. I wouldn’t have done it.” Louis says poking Harry’s chest.

“I just said that because I knew you liked her! If I didn’t say that you wouldn’t have made a move.” Harry says.

“You liar! That night I slept in your bed before I fell asleep I heard you whisper ‘I love you Ella’” I yell at Harry. I storm out of the room after that. I don’t know why but when he said he did it just to get Louis to make a move, I got pissed off. Why would he do that?

When I get to my room I slam my door just to make sure everyone knows I’m mad. I flop onto my bed and stare at the ceiling.

Harry told me he loves me when he was drunk, but I didn’t believe him until he said it again, he was sober this time. Louis came into my room and kissed me. Niall saw the whole thing. I mean I like Harry, as a friend. I really like his smile because then you can’t see he cute little dimples, plus he has amazingly soft hair that curls, and his eyes forest green I could stare into them for hours.

But, then there’s Louis. He has feathery brown hair that I just want to ran my finger through, which I never done before, you can tell when he’s happy when he smiles because he’s eyes crinkle up, his smile could light up a room, and his eyes are that perfect shade of blue-gree-

I thoughts get interrupted when I hear feet stomping and doors slamming. I guess the boys fought a little longer. My door swings open and Niall is standing there with a bowl of popcorn and a movie in his hands. “Ella, all the boys are mad or busy, well you watch Wreck-it Ralph with me.” Niall asks.

“Sure.” I say pushing myself off the bed. I heard Niall said yay and run off. I get to the living room and sit down next to Niall. I look at the coffee table, there’s five different bags of chips and four bowls a popcorn counting the one Niall is holding.

“Niall, do we really need all this food?” I asks raising an eyebrow.

“We? All this is for me.” He says before shoving a hand full a popcorn in his mouth. “I’m just kidding Ella, but yes, we do need all this food.” He adds before starting the movie.

The movie has been playing for about 30 minutes and Niall has already eaten two bags of chips and a bowl of popcorn. I haven’t finished my bowl of popcorn. Man this guy can eat. I look over at him and watch as he shoves hand full, after hand full of popcorn into his mouth. “Ella, it’s rude to stare.”

“I wasn’t staring” I say blushing before looking at the TV.

“Yes, you were. What were you thinking about?” He asks pausing the movie.

“I was trying to figure out how you eat so much food.” I shove a bunch a popcorn in my mouth like Niall’s been doing. Half of it made it went in my mouth while the other half when down my shirt and all over my lap. Niall laughs. “It wasn’t funny.” I whine as I dig popcorn out of my bra. Niall looks over and blushes.

“Ella, it’s not every lady like it stick your hand down your shirt.” Niall says blushes a deeper shade of red.

“Niall, you know me, I’m not anywhere close to being lady being.” I dig the last piece of popcorn out of my bra and just to show Niall I’m never going to be lady like. I ate it.

“Gross, Ella. That was in your shirt. Why would you eat it?” Niall asks.

“Like you said. It was in MY shirt” I say eating some more popcorn.

“Um, Ella, I have a question.” Niall mumbles.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Do you have feeling for Louis or Harry?” Niall whispers.

“I don’t have feelings for Harry. But I don’t know about Louis. I was thinking about it earlier. Why do you ask?” I say looking at Niall. Blue on brown. His eyes burning into mine.

“Just wondering.” He mumbles then starts the movie.

Weird. Maybe I could possibly like Niall. I mean I really like his laugh, his eyes are a deep ocean blue, and I think its funny when he blushes over little things, his hair is bleached blonde it’s really supposed to be brown, but I like it blonde. “Thanks Ella.” I hear Niall say. Shit. Was I thinking out loud? “Yes” I hear an Irish accent answer for me.

“How much did I say out loud?” I ask looking at Niall, he’s blushing again.

“Well first you talked about my laugh and how you really like it. Then you describe my eyes, you think its funny when I blush over little things, and last you said that you think my hair is really supposed to be brown, but you like it blonde.” He signals he’s done by shoving a hand full of popcorn in his mouth.

“So I said all of it.” I say.

“Well I didn’t hear the beginning because you mumbled it.” He says through a mouth full of popcorn.

“Oh, well, I’m kinda tired. I think I’m gonna go to bed.” I start to get up but Niall grabs my wrist and pulls me into his lap.

“Stay. If you fall asleep I’ll carry you to your bed.” He says.

“Okay. I’ll stay. But I’m not sitting out your lap.” I say standing up, I ran to the hall closet and grab a blanket then run by into the living room I lay down and us Niall’s lap as a pillow. I cover myself up. “There, I’m comfy.” I say smiling at Niall. He smiles down at me.
I watch about 20 more minutes of the movie before I start to drift off to dreamland. I’m almost asleep when I hear the TV shut off. I don’t want to walk so I snap my eyes close and fake like I’m sleeping. Niall slides out from under me and then picks me up bridle style. “Ella I know your not sleeping.” He says.

I open my eyes. “How did you know?” I ask.

“Before I shut the TV off I looked down and your eyes were open.” He says shaking his head.

“Well aren’t you sweet.” I says poking his cheek.

“How am I sweet?” He says while kicking my door open.

“You didn’t make me get up and walk. You carried me anyway.” I say as he sets me on my bed.

“Oh, um, Ella, I have another question.” Niall says.

“Okay.” I say.

“What happened to your parents? I mean, how did they die?” He asks.

“They died in a house fire.” I say bluntly, I don’t want to cry.

“I’m sorry, I’m going to bed.” He says then walks away.

“Good night Niall.” I says then fall asleep.

I’m walking home with my best friend Charlotte. We’re talking about our crushes and who we think is going to ask us to homecoming, when Charlotte stops in her tracks and stares up at the trees.

“What’s wrong Charlotte?” I ask.

“Ella, do you see that smoke in the trees?” She asks pointing up into the tree. There’s black smoke rising and swirling above the trees.

“Yeah, I see it. Why? Someone could be having a bonfire.” I say.

“Ella, it’s three in the afternoon. Who would be have a bonfire?” Charlotte asks slowly walk down the sidewalk.

“Well what else would it be?” I ask stupidly.

“Someone’s house could be on fire or a car started on fire.” Charlotte says. “Ella, it looks like it’s coming from your house.” She’s lying.

“You’re lying. Nobody is home right now.” I say.

“Ella, I’m not lying. The smoke looks like it’s coming from your house.” Charlotte says, then she starts walking faster. She’s a little farther in front of me. She stops a gasps.

“What is it Charlotte?” I ask running up next to her. There was about six police cars, three fire trucks, and two ambulances parked in front of my burning house. “No! No, no, no, no.” I scream running down the sidewalk to my house. I start to run inside when a police man grabs me.

“Who are you?” He asks pulling me away from the house.

“I’m Ella Davis. I live there! What happened?” I sob.

Then I hear a fireman say, “Found two people in the house, one is a man in his early forties and one is a women in her late thirties.”

“That’s my mom and dad!” I yell at him.

He turns to me and says, “I’m sorry sweetie but they didn’t make it.”

“What! No! You’re lying! My mom and dad are supposed to be at work!” I yell making my voice crack. Then I blacked out

I bolt straight up in my bed, breathing heavy, and soaked in sweat. There is no way I’m sleeping in here. I jump out of bed, change into none sweat covered clothes, and head off to Niall’s room. I walk in and lay down next to him. He turns over, he looks adorable sleeping. His mouth slightly open with soft snores coming out. He wiggles a little then slowly opens his eyes. “Hi Niall.” I whisper.

“Hi Ella. I’m guessing you’re sleeping in here tonight. Unless you just came in here to stare at me.” He says his accent thick with sleep.

“Yeah, I, um, had a nightmare about my parents dying.” I mumble. Niall wraps his arms around me and pulls me close.

“I’m sorry. I’m here for you Ella.” He whispers. “Good night Ella.” He says before I hear soft snore again.

“Good night Niall.” I say, putting a light kiss on his nose. Then I drift off to sleep.

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