My old friend (One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Laughing

I was speechless. They wanted me to llive with them??

I couldn't believe what I had heard. I stood, gaping at them for I don't even know how long.

All the boys were watching me intently. Harry looked nervous, Liam looked like he would be understanding with whatever I chose to do, Zayn looked slightly amused, Niall looked like he would cry if I said no, and Louis looked like he would start ripping his hair out if I didn't answer soon.

Don't be stupid, said a voice in my head, you can't live with them.

To my surprise, for some reason I went against my own judgement and started to nod my head up and down slowly.

"Yes, yes I would like that. If thats okay.." I was unable to finish my sentence because I was crushed in a tight, rather painful hug, from five boys.

"Of course we're okay with it! Why else would we have asked?" Harry exclaimed, squeezing me even tighter.

"That's great guys... but... can't.... breathe..." I gasped and they all let go immediately so I could regain the oxygen in my lungs.

"Emma's living with us! Emma's living with us!" Niall shrieked like a teenage girl and started jumping up and down. I smiled, but couldn't help feeling that they had given up so much for me. I won't be able to live here forever. Eventually they'll get tired of me. Everyone does.

"Okay, so first, Emma needs some stuff." They all looked at me.

"I haven't got any money." I said simply. Zayn rolled his eyes.

"You actaully thought we were going to let you pay for yourself?" He asked in disbelief.

"You can't pay for me!!" I almost shrieked.

"Don't worry about it Em, we don't mind." Harry tried to calm me.

I sat down at the kitchen table with some difficulty, as my foot was really hurting. I gave in.

"Ughh, fine. But I'm not coming with you, and you can't get me very much." I told them and they all nodded their heads, looking excited. Daddy Direction started giving out orders.

"Emma, you tell Louis your sizes, while Harry you go and get some bags. Zayn and Niall, go and get ready, as you aren't dressed yet. We'll meet back here in five minutes. Niall, you are going to stay at home with Emma, while the rest of us go shopping fo her, understood?" We all nodded our heads and everyone rushed off, leaving Louis and I.

He grabbed a piece of paper and asked me for my sizes. I looked down, ashamed, and quietly told him my answers. When I lookd up he was writing them down, but he looked sad, as he did so, shaking his head. I knew my sizes were too small. I sighed sadly, and he looked up at me, giving me a warm smile.

"It's okay." He reassured me, but it didn't help much.

All the boys came running back in and then headed for the door.

"Bye!" They chorused and kissed me on the cheek before running out of the door, all in a matter of seconds.

And then there were two.

I turned to Niall, who smiled at me.

"So what do you want to do?" He chirupped in his adorable irish accent. AW.

"Um I don't mind." I said quietly looking down.

"Okay... why don't we.... cook something?" He suggested, looking excited at the thought. I hesitated, before deciding that he looked too adorable to say no to.

"Sure!" I told him, and he grinned and ran towards the fridge, threw it open and began to rummage through it.

I hopped over to stand next to him on my crutches, and we began to cook...

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Two hours later I found myself sitting on the floor, laughing my head off. My crutches were strewn across the kitchen and I was covered from head to foot in flour. Niall was also on the floor, but he was covered in egg and dough from the cookies we had attempted to make. He was laughing so hard that he was nearly crying, as was I.

Suddenly the front door swung open. Our laughter die down and I stared at Niall wide eyed as voices rang through the huose.

"We're home!" I heard Harry shout. Neither of us replied. "Guys?" Harry's voice came again, slightly closer.

I turned to face Niall and put my finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet. He nodded in response.

"Oh. My. God." We both whipped our heads around to see Zayn, wide eyed, staring at us. All the boys soon came in and gaped at us. I couldn't help it, I burst out luaghing at their faces. Niall joined in and neither of us could stop as the boys stayed in the exact same position.

Finally we calmed down and looked to Liam, as he was the father figure. He looked irritated, and at first I was a little scared, until I noticed that in his brown eyes I could see a hint of amusement that he was obviously trying to hide.

"What the hell happened?" He exclaimed, gesturing around to the mess that covered almost all of the surfaces in the kitchen.

"We.. um.. well..." I stuttered nervously, and Niall saved me.

"We tried to make cookies." He stated, and Hary and Louis started chuckling.

"How, in any way, does anything in this kitchen look even remotely like a cookie?" Hary asked, laughing.

"Hey! We tried!" I defended, and Niall agreed with me.

"Yeah, don't be so hard on us! Neither of us actually know how to cook!" He told them.

"Anyway, did you get anything good?" I enquired, abruptly changing the subject. All of their faces immediately lit up and they seemed to forget about the whole cookie incident.

"Yeah! We got loads! Come and see!" They beckoned me and ran into the hallway. Niall rolled his eyes at them before getting up and retrieving my crutches. He hepled me stand up and I hobbled after the boys with Niall at my side.

I gasped and my mouth flew open at the sight infront of me. The boys were standing smiling next to what must have been about ten huge bags full of clothes.

"G-guys. This had better not all be for me.." I stuttered, still shocked at the huge amount of clothes infront of me.

"It sure is!" Harry said joyously and I had to stop myself from having a temper tantrum.

"I told you not to get very much!" I whined and all the boys chuckled. "It's not funny.." I groaned, pouting at them.

"Oh hush." Said Liam," now, I think you'll agree me lads, when I say that Niall and Emma are both in great need of a shower..." Everyone nodded vigorously and Niall and I groaned. Liam thrust a bag into my hands, and turned me in the direction of the stairs.

"Niall. Help her." He ordered, and Niall nodded, putting an arm around me and beginning to help me up the stairs. Once we reached Harry's bathroom again, he left, making sure I was okay beforehand.

I undressed and sighed before turning the water on and getting in slowly. I hissed in pain as the hot water hit my injuries, but soon got used to the heat.

After I was finished, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I emptied the bag that Liam gave me out. Inside was underwear and a bra, i blushed madly at the thought of them buying these for me.

There were also some faded jeans, a plain t-shirt, and a thick jumper. I slipped the clothes on and rubbed at my hair with the towel until it was mainly dry. I then grabbed my crutches and headed out.

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I apologise if this is really bad.....