You & I - One Direction/Emma Watson

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Louis P.O.V

We walked into the Downtown Club with hoodies and sunglasses on so no one would recognize us. I had called up my friend Alex that I had met in college, to bring him and his sister to the club so Harry and Emma could reunite and all that mushiness. As much as I had a past with Emma, I knew Harry was physically and mentally in pain from not being able to see her. I couldn't help but feel bad for the poor lad.

Yet, I also couldn't help being a tad jealous of his past relationship with Emma. I had tried so many things to get her to be with me, and to understand how badly I wanted to be with her. But in college, all she would say was 'Im just not into dating.'. And she refused me in almost every single way possible, until that one horrible, drunken night. Sometimes I feel selfish for not regretting that night. But oh, I knew Emma did. Emma Watson was a girl that I tried hard not to think about. She was like a tornado, in that sort of way. She draws you in, until you can't stop spinning around in her. Only her.

I shook my head, clearing my mind from thoughts about... her. We had met at her college, back when she was trying to get her bachelor's degree during the filming of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Me and Alex were in the same class, and I remember Emma coming in to pick up her brother, so they could go get pineapple upside frozen yogurt at the overpriced Brown University Cafe. It just so happened that that was the day we were being taught about babies....er.. coming into this world. And Emma just laughed when she saw the projector with very...er.. descriptive words on it, and the frozen stares of all the males in the room. When her laugh died down, she took a seat, stared up at the disgruntled professor, and said "I'm ready to learn about the magical processes of life."

And the minute those words came out of her beautiful mouth, I sort of kinda fell in love.

After that day, I followed Emma everywhere, just so I could see her smile, and laugh, or just be around her in general. She always smelled good. Like raspberries and vanilla.

Oh god. C'mon Louis stop thinking about the past. I turned to Harry to ask him if he wanted to get drinks, but when I turned to question him, he was gone.

Shit. Where did he go?

Oh no. Harry alone in a bar, with many people willing to buy him free drinks?

I can't even imagine the headlines tomorrow.

I quickly pushed past tipsy people, trying to find Harry, and ignoring the occasional butt pinch.

I scanned the bar searching for Harry's rambunctious curls over the crowd.

My eyes widened when I saw the elegant face of one Miss Emma Watson.

All thoughts of Harry left my mind.

She was sitting at a booth with her brother Alex, and they were laughing about something. Then Alex got up, and left the table, leaving Emma alone.

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself. Its just Emma.

Well yeah doofus, but Emma's the only girl that's ever shut you down idiot!

I rolled my shoulders back, pulled my hoodie higher over my head, and strutted to Emma's table.

I slid into the booth next to Emma, waiting in anticipation.

Emma turned. "Oh great Alex your back, I was getting worried..." She looked at me, and her eyes widened slightly.

I smirked a little.

"What the hell d'you think your doing mister? I can and will scream if you try anything!" Emma threatened. She scooted away from me, cramming herself in the end of the booth.

I smiled underneath my hood.

"Ah, just as feisty as I remember, my dear Emma." I said, moving closer to her, so our elbows were touching slightly.

"As YOU remember? Emma shrieked. I'm sorry, but I have no clue who you are!"

I smirked again. Ahh, Emma how I have missed you, I thought sadly.

She pulled her phone out of her bag, and started texting someone.

I frowned. What was she doing?

Emma stood up and announced "Well I'm going to the loo, to take care of some lady stuff." And with that, she marched off towards the....boys bathroom?

I didn't bother holding in a chuckle, as I stood at the doorframe of the mens bathroom.

Emma came to the door, pink tinging her cheeks.

"Could you please move? Yes, I made an innocent mistake, but...."

I don't really know what came over me, but I decided that seeming as Emma never gave me the time of day when she knew who I was, I er..... picked her up and threw her over my shoulder?

I don't know what I was thinking. I still don't know what I was thinking, but....

Her she was. Slung over my shoulder. Her hip pressing into my collarbone, and her butt grazing my ear. Her fists silently thudding against my back.

What have I gotten my self into?

Emma wiggled around, screamed, and demanded "Put me down!"

I simply smirked, and said "Um, no."

I walked out of the mens bathroom, not really sure where I was going, or what I was going to do but, it was too late for that now.

I led her to a random table and plopped her down.

I looked at her for a while, then she turned away and started getting out of the booth.

I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me, not daring to even breathe.

I looked at her a my jaw set, my eyes challenging her underneath my thin hood. She glared at me, and raised an eyebrow, and jutted her chin out, as if she was saying 'Don't mess with me.'

I smiled a little waiting for her to speak.

She finally broke the competitive silence. "So, who are you and why do I know you?"

I smirked just the slightest, and whipped my hood off, searching Emma's face for a reaction.

I took a breath and spoke, my stomach churning with nerves.

"Well, well my dear Emma, still as intimidating at always."

Emma gasped, slightly backing away from me, her eyes flashing with a million different emotions.

I was starting to wonder if going to this club was a good idea in the first place.

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I suck.

Its been 1 MONTH SINCE I HAVE UPDATED.

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I feel so bad, and we just reached 1k reads, which isnt much, but WOW.

I have some updates lined up, and I will be sticking to a more reasonable schedule, since I have just gone back to school.

Anyway I hope you liked this Louis P.O.V., It was really fun to write and come up with a backstory for Louis.

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