Ch. 26- Slow

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        I was quite surprised by what I did, too. I was still in shock, as my lips remained against Emily’s. But, what surprised me even more was when I felt her lips moving along with mine.
 
            I felt like I wasn’t myself anymore. I was a more confident, a guy who wasn’t depressed or suicidal. I was actually kissing a beautiful girl. I felt my heart had risen up and her lips against mine entranced me.
 
            I wrapped my arms around her waist, and Emily’s arms loosely hung around my neck. I wanted more from her. I felt like this would be the only time I’d be able to kiss her, and she was absolutely amazing at it. I wanted to make it last longer.
 
            I pressed my body against her, and slowly guided her down, so she was lying, and I was on top. I saw her eyes widen a bit, once I made the kiss more intense.
 
            My tongue pried through her lips, moving into her mouth. At that, Emily pulled away, ending our moment together. I was disappointed, and so desperately wanted to press my lips against hers again.
 
            Emily pulled herself out from under me, sitting cross-legged on my bed. I followed her example and sat the same way in front of her. Emily bit her lip, looking at me nervously. It was supposed to be a nervous gesture, but when she bit her lip, I just wanted kiss her. I felt like my body was out of control.
 
            “Niall… we can’t do this,” she said. I frowned, “Why not?” I asked. I didn’t see any problem with this. She didn’t have a boyfriend and I didn’t have a girlfriend. It seemed perfectly fine to me.
 
            “You’re in love with Jo, not me,” she pointed out. Well, I will admit that I just can’t get over Jo, but she isn’t going to ever talk to me ever again. Besides, Emily does love me. She’s wanted to date me for so long now.
 
            “I could move on,” I said, starting to inch closer to her. Emily shook her head, backing up a little, “No, you just wanted someone to kiss you because you haven’t gotten anything from Jo. We can’t do this, Niall.”
 
            “No, I love you, Emily,” I said. Her eyes widened at those simple words. I was almost surprised that they escaped my lips. But, I felt like my heart had changed. I finally realized that right in front of my eyes was what I was missing out on. Emily has been loyal and trustworthy, and I didn’t realize that I could have the perfect relationship with her. If I dated Jo, then everything would be complicated with all the press. Emily is just a normal girl, it would be easier. The only problem is the hate.
 
            I could see that Emily’s lips were pressed together. The corners of her mouth turned up to form a smile that seemed to be holding back so much happiness, “I-I love you, too, Niall,” she finally stuttered out.
 
            I leaned in again and then pressed my lips against hers. The kiss was drawn out and slow. The last one was hungry and passionate, like I was desperately in need of love… well; I guess I kind of was.
 
            I felt like I had been waiting for a moment like this forever. I started to appreciate every second I had with Emily. I want to fall in love all over again with Emily now.
 
            We slowly pulled away, the lingering taste of her lips against mine. I wasn’t sure if I should jump steps so fast. I just kissed her after she was crying. I actually turned it into a make out session, and we weren’t even dating. A first kiss is supposed to be special, like something in the rain. But, no, we aren’t even dating and then I just tried to make out with her. I kind of regret doing that… but it was amazing.
 
            “Niall, can you promise?” Emily asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. My gaze immediately caught hers, “What are you talking about?”
 
            “You have to promise to never try and kill yourself again,” Emily said. Shit, she didn’t forget, “Emily-” I began, but she interrupted, “Niall, do you promise or not? Because if you don’t, I can’t date you.”
 
            “You’re really using that against me?” I whined.
 
            “I just want to make sure you don’t hurt yourself,” Emily whispered. My eyes met hers and I saw the tears welling up against. My hand slowly traced down her cheek, so my hand was propping up her chin, “Emily, I promise.”
 
            I can’t believe I said it, but I did. I don’t know what will happen, but maybe this promise could help me. No, maybe Emily could help me. I could talk to her when I’m sad, instead of holding it all in.
 
            “Thank you,” Emily smiled. Her hand placed over mine, and I intertwined my fingers with hers. I came to my senses and let go of her hand, running my fingers through my hair, “I don’t think we should do this.”
 
            “You don’t think we should date?” Emily asked. I quickly shook my head, “No, that’s not what I mean! I mean that we shouldn’t keep moving so fast. We’ve already kissed and I know it’s my fault. I really do love you, and I don’t want to just be kissing you every second. I want to take it slow, like a good, real relationship.”
 
            Emily slowly nodded, “Yeah, I agree,” She said, “We can’t just randomly go from friends to dating. We should take it slow…”
 
            I wrapped my arms around Emily, pulling her close to me. Emily looked at me suspiciously, “I thought you wanted to take it slow?” She questioned. I raised my eyebrow, “So I can’t hug you?”
 
            “Fine, we can hug,” Emily joked, her arms wrapping around my torso. I never wanted this to end. I felt like I had finally found love. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world. Why didn’t I see Emily earlier?
 
            I can’t believe I was so confident. I had already kissed her twice and randomly wrapped my arms around her. I felt like a different person. I felt like I had a completely changed personality in a matter of minutes. I can’t believe the affect she already had on me.
 
            “Niall, we should clean up your room,” Emily said, her eyes scanning the room. I nodded, pulling away, “Yeah, but I can do it on my own, and you don’t have to help.”
 
            “I know you want help,” Emily said bluntly. I laughed, “And, I know that you want to help because you’re a neat freak.”
 
            “Am not!” Emily protested, letting go of my torso. I laughed and stood up, slipping my hand into hers, so I could pull her up, too, “Whatever you say, Emily,” I joked. She rolled her eyes, causing me to laugh again. I haven’t laughed like this in a while. Not since I hung out with Jo. No, I can’t even compare Jo to Emily anymore. Jo doesn’t even want to talk to me again.
 
            “Wow, when you get mad, you really get mad,” Emily joked, starting to pick up a couple items. I sighed, “Yeah, I just kind of went extreme… I don’t take bad news well.”
 
            “You really love Jo,” Emily muttered. I didn’t like the way she used the present tense of love.
 
            “Emily, you know I love you,” I said, taking a step closer. Emily stared at the ground, “It’s only been a few minutes, how could you be so sure that you are in love with me?”
 
            I fell silent for a moment. She did have a point, but I don’t even know how to explain my feelings, “I-I don’t know,” I admitted, “It’s just like something inside of me clicked. I finally realized that everything I wanted was right in front of me. I regret not realizing it earlier.”
 
            A large grin crossed Emily’s face. She slipped her hands into mine. I stared into her brown eyes, and I couldn’t help and feel something come over me. I felt myself leaning in. My lips met hers, and then I felt her kissing back. I guess she wanted to kiss, too.
 
            I pulled away, slowly. I loved the way that she would open her eyes back up when we pulled away, staring into my eyes. I would remember how her lips tasted; like cherry Chap Stick, so I guess she was wearing it.
 
            “We’re bad at this,” Emily said, a small grin crossing her face. She pushed a couple curls behind her ear. I laughed, “I know, I guess once and a while doesn’t hurt…”
 
            “Yeah, but we’ve kissed like three times in the last five minutes,” she pointed out. I rolled my eyes, “Well, I guess you didn’t like it, do you want me to stop then?”
 
            “Once in a while is fine.”
 
            I laughed and then started cleaning up again. Emily helped put items back up on my dresser, asking me every time where they went. I grabbed the vacuum and then vacuumed up all the broken items. It looks like I’ll need to buy a new lamp soon…
 
            “Niall, where do you want this to go?” Emily asked, indicating to the bundle of clothes she was holding. I laughed for what seemed like the millionth time tonight, “Just put it wherever you want, I don’t mind.”
 
            “That looks like that’s all,” Emily said. I scanned the room, “Yeah, looks clean. Thanks so much for the help, Emily. It means a lot to me.”
 
            “It’s no problem. Besides, it would bother me if we just sat in such a messy room,” Emily mumbled. I started laughing, “I told you that you’re a neat freak!” I exclaimed.
 
            “Maybe I just said that to make you happy,” Emily said, sticking out her tongue. I smirked, “Well, it isn’t nice to lie you know.”
 
            “Fine, I don’t like messes,” Emily admitted. I cheered, “I knew it! I was right!”
 
            “Thanks for rubbing it in,” Emily mumbled. I slipped my hand into hers, “Awe, sorry,” I apologized, kissing her cheek. She gave me a suspicious look, but let it go, “Niall, it’s getting late, I probably should head back to my dorm.”
 
            I glanced at the clock to see that it was nine at night, “Okay,” I replied and led her towards the door. Once we were standing at the door, I looked at her eyes for a minute.
 
            I already felt like I was going to miss her. I started to think about what our relationship would be like. I’m worried that the hate will increase. No, I know it is going to increase. That just can’t be avoided. I just wish I could show the fans how amazing Emily is, but they won’t understand.
 
            My thoughts drifted away from my worries, as I stared at Emily. All I could think about was how beautiful she looked. Her unique and beautiful hair framed her face. I liked the way that she would smile and push a strand of hair away, as to show me how beautiful her smile was. I loved the way we instantly connected.
 
            “I guess this is goodbye. I hope to see you soon, Niall,” Emily said. She looked disappointed to leave me. I don’t want her to go, I just am worried to be trapped with my thoughts again.
 
            “Emily… can you stay at my flat tonight?” I asked.

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