Save Me From The Past~Louis Tomlinson fanfic~

Save Me From The Past chapter 7 part 1

Chapter 7 ~Feelings~ PART 1

Emma's POV-

"I need to tell you something," he ends up whispering in my ear. Well that was embarrassing I thought he was gonna kiss me, "which is?" I ask and he looks at me, "which is that Lou-" but he was cut off by the door opening. Louis looks at Harry and grabs hi shirt pulls him out, we'll that was weird. I exit the bathroom and head to the kitchen to make the boys lunch, I step in the kitchen and see Louis and Harry. They stop talking and smile at me before heading downstairs, ok that's even weirder.

Louis POV-

"Why would you try to tell her that!" I yell/ whisper at Harry, "well because she deserves to know." Harry states back, "what does it matter if she knows I'm falling for her. She doesn't feel the same, you can tell she likes you." I say and he looks away, "no she doesn't, whatever she's gonna figure out one way or another." He says patting my back before we head to the kitchen to join Emma and the boys, "what's that smell?" I ask as we head upstairs, we look and see Emma has cooked a meal for lunch. There were sandwiches, pasta, buttered bread and more. "Why did you do all this?" We ask as we join the boys at the table, "to say thank you for everything." She says as she sits in her place at the table, we all begin to eat. "Wow, that was amazing." Zayn says as he leans back in his chair, Harry goes to get the last piece of bread when Niall snatches the plate and takes it. "Really?" Harry asks and Niall nods smiling, Emma laughs. She has never laughed before, it made me smile. "Louis I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk on the beach today?" She asks and I snap out of my haze, "sure when?" I ask and she looks at the clock, "umm, a few minutes?" She asks and I nod, after we're done Liam and Niall do the dishes.

Emma's POV-

While the boys did the dishes I went to my room and changed into something lighter, I put on a flowy pink spaghetti strap top. My wrist had healed so I can finally where shirts like this, I put on some dark jean shorts and black sandals. I put my hair down in its natural wave and put my brown sunglasses on my head. I asked Louis to walk the beach with me for two reasons, one I realized that I can trust him to tell him my full story, and two I think I'm falling for him. There's a faint knock on the door and I open it, Louis was standing there with a white shirt, dark jeans. He smiles , "ready?" He asks and I nod as we both exit my room and then out the front door to his car.