Childhood Bestfriend {A One Direction FanFic}

Chapter 6

~Niall's P.O.V.~

I decided to nap as everyone prepared for movie night. When I was sleeping, I couldn't get Emma out of my head for some reason. Ever since I first met her on that sidewalk, there was something about her that I couldn't get out of my head. I woke up right when everyone was bring there items in. I jumped up and ran over to where everyone was and sat next to Emma who got shoved down into the couch. Harry sat next to her. I could tell that he had a little interest in Emma as well.

Harry always got the girls and I think it is my turn to actually fight for a girl that I like. The room suddenly got awkward when clothes went flying down. Everyone looked at Emma, so I put my hand on her back to comfort her but she jumped at the touch of my hand. To not make it seem obvious, I chuckled a bit and I got hit. I think I was the first one to fall asleep. But once I woke up, I woke up to a big surprise next to me. Harry was shirtless of course, while cuddling Emma who had his shirt on.

I got up and stormed into the kitchen. Apparently I was the first one awake because the lights were still off everywhere and it was all silent in the house, well except for Zayn's snoring. His snoring could be heard all the way from Antartica. I chuckled to myself when I thought about that. I fixed up some coffee for myself and then left the pot of coffee in there for anyone who wanted some when they woke up. The kitchen was still pretty dark and I didn't feel like turning the lights on, so I set a chair in front of the kitchen window and sat there looking out the window for hours. I finished my coffee and fell asleep.

"Louis! Stop burning the toast!!" Liam yelled as I woke up. "I'm sorry!! I keep on forgetting that I put it in." Louis said crossing his arms and pouting. After stretching, I put my coffee mug away and slid my chair back in place. After siting back down, I saw Harry, who was still shirtless, walking into the kitchen with Emma following. She seemed embarrassed. Once she finished her juice, something came over me and made me grab her hand. I pulled her into me and sat her down in my lap.

She smiled and seemed to like it. I felt her phone go off. She grabbed it and read the messasge. I could see the hurt in her eyes, but as I was about to ask her what was wrong, she ran off. I looked at the message and then ran after her. Finally, I found her in the middle of the hallway crying her eyes out. "Emma!" I yelled running towards her side.

I held her in my arms and made sure she felt loved. After wiping away her tears, I brought her down to my secret stash. She seemed happy to see all this ice cream, so we brought it up to the kitchen when no one else was up there and started eating it. This girl sure had an appetite. I wanted to ask her out so bad but she just got broken up with so I don't really think it would be an appropriate time. After we finished about half of our tubs, she went upstairs to get changed and I went into the living room to watch the soccer game with the boys. Emma left and went for a walk.

As the game was getting good, I heard the someone at the door. I knew it would just be Emma, so I planned on checking up on her after the game. Once my favorite team lost, I left the group and made my way up to Emma's room. Stepping up to her door, I did three soft knocks. "It's open." I heard Emma shout from the other side of the door. Slowly opening the door, I poked my head inside and smiled at her. She laughed and set her laptop on her bed.

I walked in and sat on the swirly chair that was next to a desk. "I just came up here to make sure you are feeling better. I hate to see you sad." I said helplessly smiling. Whenever I am around her, I can't help but smile. She gives me butterflies that I thought I would never feel again. "I'm feeling much more better. Thanks." She said smiling and looking down at her hands. I walked over to her bed and sat down next to her. Before I could think, my hand shot up and put her hair behind her ear.

Emma started to blush and I laughed. She got up and started looking through one of the drawers on her dresser. I sat back and made myself comfortable. She pulled out an old camera and took a picture of me. She picked up the photo that fell out of the bottom of the camera and taped it onto her wall. Sneaking up from behind her, I stole the camera from the table and took a picture of her when she turned around. I taped it up right next to my picture.

Emma reached for the camera again while I made a weird face and then she did the same. We then started to take picture after picture. Ranging from "serious" ones to group ones to the weirdest imaginable. After taping what seemed like a thousand pictures, I left to go to the bathroom. When I came back, Emma was fast asleep on her bed with her camera hanging off the side. I took one last picture of her and put the camera away. After I put the picture in my pocket, I carefully pulled the covers over her and tucked her in.

Before I left, I kissed her forehead then walked back downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, I saw a small post-it note. "Hey Niall. Me and the boys went out to get some drinks. We thought that you are probably asleep. ~Liam" I read as I crumpled it up and threw it away. Seeing that there was nothing better to do, I went upstairs and got ready for bed. Before going to my room, I quickly checked up on Emma one last time. Seeing that she was fine, I walked to my room. Finally, I got into bed and fell right to sleep.