Fate Has Different Plans

Chapter 9-Me, Sing?!

Chapter 9 :D

So yeah. You guys probably are like "What the heck?! What about Nialler?!" Yeah, I am too. Haha. As weird as that sounds. Emily is a major... biotch. We all know. I hope you guys hate her almost as much as I do. And God, I love Louis. He reminds me of my boyfriend. ;) Hey Kane. Thanks for always giving me the positive feedback I need. You're awesome babe!

Anyway, on to the story!

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(Bella POV)

I dreamed of a little blond Irish boy singing to me from my window. I awoke peacefully, content that Louis had me wrapped up in his arms. I nuzzled into his chest, and he yawned loudly. I peered up to see him staring lazily at me, a grin spread across his face. He leaned down to kiss me on the nose, and a grin broke out on my face.

"Good morning dear." He said, his voice deep from sleep.

"Good morning Lou bear." I replied, leaning away so I could stretch my arms over my head.

I climbed out of the bed, and stretched again, and realized I was still sticky from the beer. I squinted my nose in disgust and turned back to Lou, who was staring at me. I poked my tongue out at him, and he chuckled lightly. I walked over to his closet, and slipped off his shirt and layer it on the ground where a pile had begun to form.

"Lou, I'm going to take a shower." I stated as I exited his room, only to run into Niall.

I blushed heavily, and glanced down at my feet. Then I realized I had my shirt off. And I just walked out of Louis room. 'Shit.' I thought. I didn't want to look up, but I saw his hand reach out to grab my chin and somewhat roughly force it upward. I was forced to stare into his eyes. His hurt eyes. He looked like he was about to cry.

"Niall I.." I started to say before he cut me off.

"Look. I know I didn't make it pretty obvious before, but I'll be damned if I don't now. I like you, Bella Hale. I really like you. And, for some reason, I thought you liked me too. Don't try and act like we didn't have that moment on the couch. We almost kissed, Bella. I wanted to kiss you. I still want to kiss you. But, I won't, because you obviously have found someone else to kiss." He said, as his face became redder and redder.

All I could do was stare at him. I wanted to kiss him now. But, that would be so wrong in so many ways.

"Niall.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. But.. I thought about things last night. I'm scared of Emily. And, I know dating you would give her more ammo to ruin me. You saw how I was last night. I don't want to go back to that place.. I'm sorry. I really like you too. I know you don't believe me. But, I do. I really like you. But, when Emily goes away, then I will allow myself to act on those feelings." I said, pleading with my eyes for him to understand. I understand how much I cared about him.

He sighed, and ran his hand through his hair. He glanced back at me and swiftly kissed me on the cheek, then whispering in my ear, "I'll deal with her." And with that, he walked away. I stood there for a good minute, until the door opened and Louis stepped out. I turned to look at him, my expression giving away the encounter I had just had. He pulled me into a hug. I'm guessing he heard what went down. I immediately felt horrible.

"Louis I'm sorry..." I said into neck, on the verge of tears.

"It's fine Bella. Really. I knew what I was getting into. Besides, I thought about things after you feel asleep. You're like the extra sister I never wanted." He said with a wink, "I knew you liked Niall anyways. I'm no fool. Liam told me about his plan to get you two together. That's why we went to the club. We didn't plan on Emily being there though."