Emily stayed for a couple of hours. I shared some of my food with her since we didn't order something for her.
It seemed like Em and Niall got some kind of connection. I don't know Emily to well, but it seems like she is the kind of person who is shy at first, but when you get to know her she is the craziest person alive. She wasn't like that yet, but I have a feeling that I would see that part of her. And Niall is not really the most outgoing guy you would know. Anyway it seemed like something would happen between them. Sadly they had to say goodbye when she got a call form her mother, who told her to come home. She gave us her number and I gave her mine. The boys had to text her, because they weren't aloud to give their number to just anybody. She hugged them all then I followed her to the door.
"Thanks for letting me meet the boys." She said while throwing herself around my neck hugging me. I hugged her back.
"It's all my pleasure girl. I hope we can become friends. I really want a girl best friend, because at the time my only friends are boys." We both pulled out and smiled at each other.
"Of course I will be your friend! I don't have to many friends yet, when you look at the fact that I just moved here two weeks ago." I smiled, she's so sweet and I really am looking forward to see her again.
"Cool, well you should probably get going. I don't want you too leave I just don't want your mum to be mad at you. I'm looking forward to see you again anyways so yeah, I'll see you I guess."
"Yeah you're right. And we're definitely going to see each other again. Bye." She said and hugged me one last time and walked out the door.
"Bye." I said and shut the door behind her.
"...needs a girl in her life." I heard Harry say as I walked into the room.
"Who needs a girl in her life?" I asked. Harry and Louis turned around as they sat in the sofa with their backs against the door.
"Oh, nobody. Or probably a lot of people when I think about it."
"Oh you know what I mean Harold." I warned him, I even pointed my finger at him. Then I started to run against the sofa and when I was about three feet from the sofa I jumped and got over and landed in the sofa. The boys raised their eyebrows at me, I shrugged it off and turned to Harry.
"Who needs a girl in her life? Who were you talking about? Was it Niall?" At the last question everyone laughed except Niall.
"Sorry Horan, but I just had to." He just sighed at my try to apologise.
"It was nothing love, we all promise you." Louis said behind me, I turned around and looked at him.
"If you don't want me to know you can just say it, just because I can't lie, doesn't mean I don't know when other people do." I said to them a little hurt, because they lied to me.
"I'm sorry girl, but it's just boy stuff. You wouldn't understand it anyway love." Liam said. I nodded and went over and sat on a chair next to the dining table and took out my phone.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked me.
"Just girl stuff. You wouldn't understand it anyway." I said just like Liam did, and went on Facebook. I noticed that they were silent and looking at me. I ignored them and just scrolled through the feed, until I reached a picture that caught my attention. You may think its a picture of me and Harry or something, but no. It was just a plain picture, a white background and black writing. It said:
"do you think when Harry was in preschool he was the one who lectured his classmates on manners and went around sharing his candy with everyone so that everyone would be happy and like him and went "heeyyyyyyy" when people tried to steal his crayons and furrowed his tiny eyebrows and said "that's not very nice" and his mom probably dressed him in cute little suits and combed his hair all nice and he was probably this tiny little gentleman from day one"
I laughed at the post, part because it is funny and part because it's true. Well kind of true.
"What are you laughing at?" Harry asked me.
"Oh just this Tumblr post posted on Facebook. It's this fan writing it, and the truth is that it is almost true and that's what makes it so funny because I bet the person who wrote this don't even know that it's true."
"Well what does it say?" They all said at the same time, which made us all laugh.
"It's about Harry and how the person think he was when he was little."
"And?" That was Zayn, by the way.
"It says: do you think that when Harry was in preschool he was the one who lectured his classmates on manners and went around and shared his candy with everyone so that everyone would be happy and like him and went "heeyyyyyyy" when people tried to steal his crayons and furrowed his tiny eyebrows and said "that's not very nice" and his mom probably dressed him in cute little suits and combed his hair all nice and he was probably this tiny little gentleman from day one" I read from my phone. We laughed at it and I can see Harry's face turn to a bright pink.
"You said it was kind of true right?" I nodded.
"Anyway I think I speak for all of us when I say; how is that almost true?" Zayn said. I walked over to the sofa and sat down in between Harry and Louis again.
"Care to explain Harry, or should I do it?"
"You can..?" It came out more like a question than an answer actually, but who cares?
"Of course. It was this time in preschool, obviously, and the 'bully' of the class came over to me after he ate the candy he just got from Harry, because everyday he brought candy to everyone in our class. Everyone liked Harry, even the bully did. But after Teddy, the bully, ate his candy he came over to me and stole my crayons because I was sitting by myself drawing and Harry noticed. Then we just heard from behind Teddy 'heeyyyyyyy' and Harry came and took the crayons from Teddy and said 'that's not very nice! You don't treat ladies that way!' And then he gave me my crayons back and smiled at me and Teddy just walked away. And then I gave Harry my drawing I had made and we hugged and then he kissed me on the forehead because he was a little taller than me and I kissed him on the cheek. And that thing about the manners he divided us into two groups, one with the boys and one with the girls, and he went and told the boys how to treat girls and then he told us girls how we were all beautiful and then he taught us how to behave in public. He was like the cutest little cupcake you could ever imagine, and we even have pictures from preschool when he pretended to be a teacher and when he stood up for me against Teddy and all I told you. And we both got to see all the pictures our teacher took and the story how she saw it in my confirmation. I know that it's not a British thing, but both my parents are from Norway, but they moved here because of the work and I was born in this country a year after Harry. Anyways my confirmation was the same year you guys auditioned for the X-Factor, just a couple of months earlier. Anyway that is how we became best friends and how that post was kind of true." All the boys stared at me and Harry in awe and smiled like idiots.
"That was…" Louis started, but he wasn't able to finish it though.
"Beautiful! It was so cute that Harry actually did that." Niall said as a tear fell down his cheek.
"Are you crying Niall?" As I asked I looked at the other boys and saw they were crying as well.
"I didn't know you guys were such babies." I giggled. They looked over at me.
"Well we just found out that one of our best mates was the cutest little cupcake ever." Zayn said and quoted me in an high pitched voice.
"Geez, why do everybody think I sound like that today?"
"Maybe because you do?" Liam tried.
"Do not!" I said back.
"Chill babe we're just joking around." I smiled at Harry.
"You haven't changed a bit! You're still the cutest little cupcake ever!" I said and kissed his cheek.
"Awwe" the boys said in sync.