Glass Hearts

Chapter Four.

Emilee's P.O.V

So lunch yesterday afternoon, wasn't exactly what I expected, but atleast it wasn't terrible.

The brighter side of this is that Eleanor and I had made amends, and I could now feel a little less guilty about the past.

Did that make me forget about Josh's and Louis' odd behavior?

No.

What had happened when Eleanor and I were making up in the girl's bathroom?

“Goodmorning.” Josh's husky -but quite in fact, sexy- morning voice startled me, making me jump. The coffee mug I was holding in both my palms shook making the coffee inside spill a bit.

I glared at Josh, as he chuckled. “Scared ya', didn't I?”He laughed. I glared playfully, and set my coffee down. I crossed me arms and pouted.

“Thats not very funny.”I said, looking away from him. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Hey, don't pout. I'm sorry.” He said. I still paid no mind to him and continued inspecting the tiled floor. Is that mildew?

Oh, it's the design.

“Emileeee,” he prodded, “Emiiiillleeeee.”

“Nope.”

“I'm sorry.” He said, but I remained silent.

“Emmmyyyy...” Still not a sound.

“Fine,”Josh sighed, “I guess I'll just eat this tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Yogurt, all by myself..”He pulled out a tub of yogurt out, and smirked temptingly at me. I swallowed, audibly, as he played my weakness against me.

“All the delicious creamy goodness.” He got a spoonful of the pink heaven, and put it in his mouth, and moaned dramatically. I was weakening.

“Soooo goood!”

   Screw it.

“Don't touch my yogurt.”

Louis' P.O.V

“Louis, have you ever wondered what it would be like, if we had never met each other?” Emilee's sudden question took me bu surprise, as she laid beside me, on the ground, staring at the ceiling in deep thought.

    Nevertheless, I answered. “Er. Um, well....”I didnt know how unprepared I was for this question. Then I thought.

    What if I had never met Emilee?

    A sick chill ran through me, that I wanted so badly to go away.

    No. If I had not met Emilee, I would have never found common ground. I would still be floating around the fame, never fully myself. I would have never found a small escape from all the screaming, the cameras, the fans, or the critics. I would have gone quite insane.

    But that aside, I would have also never had a person, like Emilee, in my life.

      I shook my head, trying to rid the terrible thoughts that only brought a sickening feeling in my stomach.

     “Well, wouldn't it be best if we didn't think about that and just be thankful that we do know each other?”I asked her. She nodded slowly, but I knew better. She isn't letting the subject go.

    “If we hadn't met each other, then I would have still been so bitter.” She whispered. I smiled, remembering the first time we met each other, she was very bitter and annoyed with me. Instead of making me run, she intrigued me.