The Shy Girl

Chapter 22

A/N: Wassup guys?! I feel like I would like to talk more (which I actually do want), so comment because I really am a talker. Or tell me a short story or something. Fact about you? Sure. Fact about your pet? Why not. DO YOU HAVE A PET?? I do! I actually have 3, 2 cats and a dog. Love those nuggets to bits!

Anyway, continue reading :)

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(Emmaleigh's POV)

I was mad. That was sugarcoating it. I was angry. Sugarcoating it. I was furious. Sugarcoated. I was ticked off. Oh honey, now we're getting somewhere. I wanted to rip her head off.

That's what my first reaction was. First of all, Demi said that she would not bring me any drama.But look at what she's doing! She has officially turned Niall inot someone who doesn't trust me. Of course, he was the first person I knew - though - would believe me no matter what, after my family and friends anyway.

I don't know why, but I texted Paul and asked if he knew what Demi was doing. He did. I got lucky then, because I have no idea why or how he knew where she was.

Luckily, I drove to school by myself that morning. I hopped into my car, and started the engine. Where Paul told me Demi was, it was about 30 minutes away. I didn't drive too above the speed limit, but I wasn't takiing my time, I'll tell you that.

Half an hour later, I arrived at the studio. Apparently, she was recording some new songs.

I burst through the front doors, and it took about 20 minutes for me to find the room.

But I did. And good thing too, because I had words that needed to be discussed with her.

"I can't believe you!" I exclaimed, walking straight into the room. Everyone looked at me with wide eyes, most likely wondering who I was and how I found out where she was. But Demi realizes who I am, she knows all too well. She puts on a smug smirk, much to my annoyance. "You lied to me!"

"Honey," Demi starts, but I cut her off.

"Don't. Patronize. Me," I demand, forcing each word out through my teeth. It was all I could do to not scream in her face, and make myself seem like a mad woman. But I'm pretty sure I already looked like that by barging into this studio.

"I started off as an actress. I know what I want, and I have the skills to get it. And I want Niall." Gosh, I really want to punch this girl right now... It's not like she can just have him because she's famous! She's not even thinking of Niall's feelings, just herslef. Because she is selfish and conceited like that. Those aren't good traits to mix with Niall's at all!

"You can't have him! He's already mine," I say, my hands on my hips. I'm about ready to strangle her, she's so smug. I can tell that she has something up her sleeve, just from the gleam in her eyes. She just laughs at me. Laughs! AT ME!!

"Look," Demi says, "I think that we all know that you two are 'almost' a couple, if I remember what you said correctly." I was just about to lunge for her throat when the door behind me opened.

(Tamsin's POV)

I immediately grabbed Emmaleigh's waist. I had come alone, much to Liam's disappointment. I was the only smart one to call Paul. He said that Emmie had called him, asking about Demi.

I was standing outside, listening. I heard Demi comment about Niall and Emmie's 'almost' relationship. It had gotten way to quiet after Demi said that. Emmaleigh was contemplating on what to do for almost 3 seconds, and if she was thinking about it, that wasn't a good sign. I decided it would be good to intervene.

Thankfully, too, because Emmaleigh was about to strangle Demi. Literally.

"It was... Nice coming here, but Emmie and I need to go." I said a quick goodbye before closing the door behind Emmaleigh and I. We started walking to our cars.

"I didn't need your help, Tams," Emmaleigh said pouting. "How did you know, anyway?"

"It seemed like Demi would have been the one that needed my help," I said laughing. "Just a hunch, though. And Paul can't keep a secret to save his life," I smirk. I see the little smile coming to her face. We both knew very well that Paul couldn't keep his mouth closed, so it was pointless for her to ask him anything anyway.

"I knew I should've told him to keep his mouth shut," Emmaleigh says, shaking her head.

"You know, you gave Niall quite a scare," I tell Emmaleigh with raised eyebrows. She scoffs.

"I really don't care about him right now," she replies. I shake my head. "Do you know what he said to me?!" I laugh, then turn it into a cough when I see Emmie's face.

"I heard," I tell her, and she gives me a confused look. "Well, I could hear the yelling on the both sides of the line. And I called Liam."

"You..." I'm a little afraid that she would be mad at me for eavesdropping, but thankfully she smiles. "You are a concerned friend, who I'm totally lucky to call my sister from another mister!" I laugh at her, and wrap my arm around hers.

"You want to go to Starbucks?" Emmaleigh asked me, walking to our cars. I had parked right next to Emmaleigh's car.

I thought about it, but shook my head. "Let's go to Dairy Queen," I say. "I feel like having some ice cream." We both laugh.

"So what are you going to do about Niall?" I asked Emmaleigh. It was about 9:30, and Emmaleigh and I were walking around the Outlet Mall. We had been done with our ice cream for a while.

It seemed like the perfect time to talk about this though. There was no one around to eavesdrop on us, and it was really peaceful. But I was hoping that maybe I would be able to get something out of her to tell Liam, and then he could pass that on to Niall to make him feel better. Because I definitely knew he would need that. Any little ounce of hope was better that nothing.

"I don't know," she told me, shrugging her shoulders. "Wait for him to apologize, I guess." I smiled at her. She didn't undertsand that he feels like crap for what is happening to her.

"He feels really bad, you know. He was just frustrated with-" I look behind myself, hearing something. "Did you hear that?" I asked Emmie, stopping her stride.

"No," she laughed, and started walking again. "I think you're just paranoid, Tams." We keep walking while she asks, "what were you going to say?"

"Oh!" I exclaim, forgetting that easily. "I was saying that Niall was-" I hear something again, and I seriously know I'm not paranoid. Or losing my mind. I look to my side. "Emmaleigh, I'm telling you. I really did hear some-" my phone starts buzzing.

"Who is it?" Emmie asked, looking over my shoulder while I checked the ID.

"It's Liam," I say. I'm confused as to why he calling me right now, but I answered nonetheless. "Wassup, sweet thaaang?" I asked, using Zach's motto from The Suite Life Of Zach And Cody. Emmaleigh laughs at me.

"I love the greeting, bubs," Liam laughs, and I smile. "I was just calling to make sure you were being safe. The Directioners know your twitter and addresses. Some of them are crazy, Tamsin." I roll my eyes. Leave it to him to make things seem really bad.

"Ok, ok, Liam," I say smiling. "I get it." Emmaleigh taps on my shoulder.

"That goes both for you and Em-Em!" I laugh and turn to see Emmaleigh's face. She looks a little like paper. I'm a little worried, but before I can ask her what's wrong a I need to get off of the phone with Liam.

"I will visit you tomorrow, and I'll bring Emmaleigh to show you that we are safe," I say, turning my attention to Emmaleigh. "Bye, Liam."

"Bye, love!" I hear before ending the call.

"Emmie, are you ok?" I ask seriously.

"I think I did hear some-" she was cut off. I didn't know what had happened. Because right as she was cut off, I felt pain and saw nothing but blackness.