Childhood Bestfriend {A One Direction FanFic}

Chapter 5

~Emma's P.O.V.~

"I think we should get downstairs so people don't get suspicious." I said as Liam nodded his head in agreement. Liam carefully put the necklace back in place and we headed downstairs. For the rest of the day, we kind of went our separate ways. At night, the boys decided to have a movie night. Liam picked out the candy, Louis made the drinks, Zayn popped the popcorn, Niall napped, and Harry picked out the movie. I took a glance at what movie Harry picked out. Of course, it was the notebook.

"I know you guys are probably going to surprised but I never seen the notebook before." "WHAT!?!?" All the boys screamed in unison. They shoved me down into the couch and started the movie. It was a really great movie until it came to a very... how should I say this... interesting part. I could see the boys getting as uncomfortable as I was. But of course once the actor's clothes were coming off, the boys looked at me and smiled which made me blush badly. Niall's hand touched my back and I jumped a bit.

I heard him chuckle a bit so I hit him in his arm and went back to the movie. Before I knew it, It was morning. But as I woke up, I noticed I was cuddled up with Harry under a blanket with his strong arms around my waist and him shirtless with me wearing his shirt. This was wrong, I had a boyfriend at home but I actually liked this. Eventually, Harry woke up and looked at me. "Morning." he said in a deep attractive morning voice. It gave me chills up my spine.

"Morning" I said smiling without noticing. I got up and stretched. "You look really good in my shirt." Harry said smirking. "Thanks. Um.. why do I have your shirt on to be exact?" I said putting a hand on my hip. "Well, you fell asleep in your shorts and tank. You were laying on the couch shivering so I helped you get warm." Harry said giving me a smile. He got up and stretched also. He definetly has a good body... well better then the one before the X-factor.

He walked into the kitchen were the boys were. I awkwardly followed and everyone stared. I smiled and sat down with a glass of orange juice. "Oh, I have a boyfriend at home." Liam whispered in my ear, mocking me. I gave him a look and he walked away laughing. I got up and put my glass into the sink but when I walked back to the table, Niall took me by the hand, spun me around, and sat me down on his lap. Smiling, I checked my phone and saw one new message from Zack.

"I found out everything. Your mother told me. I can't believe you lied to me. I thought we promised no more secrets. I'm done... we are done." read the text. I covered my mouth and started to tear up. Niall looked at me worried but I got up and ran away before he could say anything. I ran upstairs and slid down the wall in the hallway. Once I uncovered my mouth, I broke out in tears. Emma!" I heard Niall yell as he ran towards to me and kneeled down at my side. He put his arms around me and pulled me in.

"I saw the text. I'm soo sorry." Niall said rubbing my back. I looked up at him and he pulled the hair out of my face. He brought his thumps up to my face and gently wiped my tears away. "You deserve so much better. Pick up your head princess. Your tiara is falling." Niall said looking into my eyes and still holding me. I smiled a bit. Niall helped me up and brought me into the basement. "If there is one thing I know about break-ups, its that a broken heart can always be fixed with tubs of ice cream." Niall said pulling out two tubs of choclate ice cream.

I couldn't help but laugh. We brought the tubs upstairs and Niall pulled out two big spoons. "Shh... Liam thought I got rid of these a long time ago." He said opening the ice cream. Half an ice cream tub later, I went upstairs and got dressed. I wore a pair of yoga pants that I got from Pink, a blue off-the-shoulder top, and a beanie. I ran down the steps and into the living room. "I am taking a quick walk guys." I said sliping on my converses.

"Ok." They all said not looking away from the soccer game. I headed out the door into the nice fall weather. After a mile or 2, I started heading back until I stopped at this one house that looked very familiar. I looked closer until I noticed that it was my old house. It still looked the same and the broken attic window was still there. I laughed to myself and finished my walk back to the house. Once inside, all I heard was jumping around and cheering.