All of Me

My name is Emma Hunter. I live alone in my tiny little apartment. Days pass as I continue to sob and dream about finding someone to be with. Someone to talk to. Someone to love. But I know it's never going to happen. Not till he moves in.


11. ten

Emma's POV

 Niall and I continued to talk. He told me about times he spent with his family back in Ireland. It must be nice to have a family. One that accually loves you. Considering mine probably doesn't even remember me. I sighed at the thought. "You ok?" I heard Niall say. I nodded. "Yeah. I just, don't want to talk about it." He nodded in understandment.I heard someone cough. I look beside me as a boy sat down. He had light, baggy brown hair and brown eyes. Niall noticed I was staring at the boy. "You know this guy?" He asked, pointing at the boy. I shook my head. All of a sudden his eyes grew wide as if he'd just seen a ghost. "Do I know you from somewhere?" Niall asked the boy, loud enough for him to hear. "I don't know. Do I?" he replied. Niall though for a second. Then he snapped. "Your the guy I returned the phone to!" "Oh yeah!" The guy said. "I'm Niall" He held out a hand to the guy just like he did me. The boy shook it happily. "Liam." He responded. As if on cue, Louis walked up to me, Niall, and Liam. A curly haired boy was with him."Hey guys sorry to ruin your chat, but I just got a call saying that I need  head home. And I need Emma." He said. I coud tell he was nervous, by the way his eyes drted from me to Niall to Liam then back to me really fast. "o-ok." I said standing up. Niall stood up too. "Before you go," he said grabbing my hand. 'You need my number." I looked at Louis. He was tense. I looked backat Niall. H reached in his back pocket and pulled out a pen. He took my wrist and started scribbling down numbers. When he finish, he pulled me into a hug. I giggled. "By Niall! By Liam!" "Bye!"They shouted back. Iooked at Louis, who nodded, grabbed my hand, and pulled me away, leaing his little friend behind. Me and Louis walked out side the building. He still was holding my hand, which ws giving me shivers of pleasure. "Louis, whats wrong?" I asked. "I just got a call saying we need to get home. Someone wants to talk to me." "Then why did you bring me?" "Because the call was from an unknown number and I did't recognize the voice. I didn't want to talk to this guy alone." "That still oesn't answer my question. Why?"  "Because I trust you. I feel braver when I'm around you." I was stunned. He was brave because of me? Isn't suppost to be the other way around? I let the questions blur in my head while we walked. 

  We had reached the door to our room. There was a small note on the door.Louis tore it off and read it. "Had to make a raincheck. Someone called and needed me. But I will be over tomorrw to talk with you. -?" he read. Someone's out to get Louis? But who? And why? I looked at Louis. He looked relieved. "Wanna watch a movie?" I suggested. "It's late and I have nothing else to do." He looked at me and smiled. "Sure. But what movie?" I shrugged. "You pick. I'll make the popcorn." He nodded and we went in. 

*thirty minutes later*

 I snuggled closer to Louis. There was about ten minutes of the movie left. I had no idea what movie it was, but I figured Louis liked it. He laughed a whol bunch while I sat there trying to get the joke. I sighed. Louis looked down at me. "Thank you boobear." I said. "Boobear?" he asked. "Well, since we were going to be living with each other for a while, I figured I can't call you 'Louis' all the time. So I thought About giving you a nickname." he looked confused. "If you don't like it I wont-" "I love it." "What?" "I love it. It fits perfect." He smiled. I reached up to kiss his cheek. But when My head was just at his cheek, he tilted his hea and our lips connected. It wasn't rough, but it was sweet, and passionate. I kissed him back. He pulled away, looking into my eyes. I smiled. But I felt like I did something wrong. "Whats wrong love? You didnt like the kiss?" Louis asked. I couldn't say no. I really did live it, but i couldnt get the words out of my mouth. I nodded my head. "maybe I didnt try hard enough" He said with a smirk crawling acros his face. He leand his head in, and I leaned mine. Our lips connected once more. But this time was better. I put my hands on his cheek and he brushed his hand through my hair. His lips wer soft against mine. It felt like ours before we pulled apart. I wish it didnt stop. I layed m head on his chest. He brushed his hand in my hair again. I felt my eyelids slowly closing. "I love you boobear." "I love you too Em."


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