Forever Young (1D fanfic)

Hi there! I'm Emma. I'm 18. Wavy brown hair. Green eyes. Good student. I like One Direction, I don't love them, but they're alright, I'm a fan I guess. What else? Um... I love Avril Lavigne. Andddd... Oh, I almost forgot, I have Leukemia. I was diagnosed a few years ago, but I'm pushing through it one day at a time. So anyways, that's all there is about me. And so anyway, there's this thing for sick kids called "Make A Wish" Foundation. And for my wish, I wanted to meet One Direction. I know I know, I said I'm not a huge fan, but I do like them quite a bit, and it'd be amazing to meet them because they seem like amazing people and so fun to hang out with, so that's what I wished for. And today was the day I was meeting them! I was really excited. We were spending all day together. So, here's the story:

'BEEP'

...hit the snooze....

"Go away"

--5 minutes later--

'BEEP'

"Whaaaaaaaaaat" I whined, looking at the clock. "OH MY GOD! IT'S 10:30!" I screamed at myself, flinging the covers off and turning the alarm off. I rushed to my closet and threw on a grey sweater with the words "Need More Fun" on it with a smiley face in place of the O. I slid on my tight black leggings and uggs. I brushed my long wavy brown hair and curled it, pulling it half up- half down, then swiped some makeup on. "Em! Come on! We're gonna be late!" My dad called from downstairs. "Coming!" I yelled, grabbing a purse and my phone, rushing down the stairs. I ate a quick breakfast and brushed my teeth and we were out the door.

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I was meeting the boys at a restaurant a town over. And after 30 minutes in the car, we finally got there. I smiled as I slid out of the car, walking next to my dad. "Excited?" He smiled. "Definitely" I nodded. "Nervous?" He asked. "Oh yeah" I nodded shakily as we entered the restaurant. "You look beautiful Emma. I'll see you later" he whispered. "Thanks daddy. And yeah, I'll call you later" I smiled as I saw 5 certain boys waving me over to their table. I glanced at my dad and he nodded permission for me to walk ahead of him. I unlinked my arm from his, and smiled as I waved, walking up to the table One Direction sat at. "Hello love" they greeted. "Hi" I smiled. "Sit down. Don't be shy" Liam invited. "Okay" I blushed, sitting down in the plush chair in between Harry and Louis. I looked at my hands. Even if I wasn't a huge Directioner, I was still nervous about meeting them. "Nervous love?" Louis asked, breaking the silence. "What? Nooo... Um.... I just... Hands are interesting" I stuttered. "Okay then" Harry laughed and I blushed. "Sorry. I'm weird..." I laughed embarrassed. "So are we.. Um... What's your name love?" Niall asked. "Oh, right. I'm Emma" I introduced myself. "Well, I assume you know who we are" Zayn added. "Of course" I smiled. "So, tell us about yourself Emma" Harry urged. "Okay, well... I'm Emma Renae Summers. I'm 18 years old. I was diagnosed with leukemia lets see... Um... 3 years ago... I live with my dad, Um... I have a couple of close friends. Uh... I have a step-sister, but she doesn't live with me, she's 9 and lives with our mum and my step-dad. I love root beer. And I love babysitting. So... I think there's all there is about me" I nodded. "You a fan?" Louis asked. "If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here" I said in a 'duh' tone. "Just asking" he chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

--after eating--

"So, Emma, what do you wanna do today?" Zayn asked as we got up to leave the restaurant. "Uh.. I dunno.... I just wanted to meet and hang out with you guys, so I don't really care what we do" I shrugged. "Well... We could.... Go back to the flat" Niall suggested. "Cool" I agreed. So that's what we did. We played board games-Louis flipped the game board when he lost mouse trap- and had a dance party. After we had something to drink and regained our breath, Harry asked "what do you wanna do now Em?" And I blushed, which they noticed. "Why'd you blush?" Niall laughed lightly. "Cause. I have an idea.. But it's really childish...." "WE LOVE CHILDISH!" Louis screamed. "Okay, well... I know this is like something 7 years old play, but... I am in love with playing hide and seek" I laughed at myself. "Oh. My. God. I LOVE THAT GAME!" Louis screeched again. "Everyone up for it?" I asked. "Hell yeah!" Everyone yelled. "ONE TWO THREE, NOT IT!" I yelled. "Not it!" "Not it!" "NOT IT!" "NOT. IT!!" "Ooooooooh..... Harryyyyyyy, you're ittttttt" we all smirked. "Okay" he shrugged. "Count to 75" Zayn said and right when Harry nodded, we all bolted. I ran into some random closet and got the crap scared of me, I literally farted and then fell loudly on my arse. A friggin cut out was in there. Holy mother of carrots! What? I like carrots. I sat on the ground for a while until i realized i should probably get out of plain sight, if harry opened the door and i was just sitting, staring at a cutout, that'd be hella weird, so I ducked behind it as I heard someone come up the stairs. "Emmmaaaaaaaaaaaaa" I heard. I stayed quiet. Why was he looking for only ME? I heard Harry trip over something (probably either his feet or a step that he missed while walking upstairs) and let out a low "owwwww" as I heard him get back on his feet and start walking again. I stifled a laugh. Well, I tried to stifle it... It didn't work out too well... The closet door swung opened and I tried to search for a place to duck under or somewhere I wouldn't be seen if he moved around in the closet, which he probably would. I managed to curl myself into a laundry basket covered myself with clothes. "Ewwww it smells like boy in here!" I gagged to myself, scrunching my face up in disgust. "Someone's in here..." I heard Harry say to himself. I decided to mess with him. "Well no duh!" I whispered. "What?" He said, confused. I successfully stifled a laugh. "I'm imagining things" he said as I heard him leave the closet. "Or ARE you?" I pressed. "What the fudge?!" He yelled. I laughed quietly as he stormed out of the closet. Once he left, I crawled out of the basket and hid behind the cut out again, but my foot got stuck in a gap in the basket and I fell. And. It. was. loud. "Dangit!" I scolded myself, clambering to my feet and ducking behind the cut out. I was determined to win this thing. I'm very competitive. Harry ran back in and apparently saw me because he said "how did you get there?" And I responded with "I was here the whole time." And so on. "Who'd you find first?" I asked, walking out of the closet. "Niall" he shook his head. "Where?" I laughed. "Between the fridge" he nodded. I giggled. Giggled is a funny word... Hm... I like funny words. You know what else is a really funny word? Gobbleygook. That. THAT is a HILARIOUS word right there. I like that word a lot. Like yeah. I'm a random person. I like waffl- "Emmaaaaaaa" Louis clapped his hands in front of my face, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yessss" I said. "Next round. Come onnnnn" he rolled his eyes, dragging me up the stairs. "I know where I'm going to hide, I'm going downstairs" I whispered, bolting quietly down the stairs and into the kitchen. I crouched into a cupboard under the sink and closed the door (rather loudly). I heard someone fall upstairs and then I heard Niall scream "I found you!" And then Louis screamed "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" And so on. I smirked to myself as I heard someone thudding down the stairs. "Oh Emmaaaaa." "Ohhhhh shiiiit" I muttered to myself. He's gonna find me. "Aha! Oh... Nope..." Niall shouted, making me smack my head. Holy crap, he scared the fudgesicles out of me. Oh my god. "Hm... Where the hell is she?" Why are they only looking for me?! "I'm in hereeeeee" I teased. "Where?" "Here" "where?" "Right behind you" I said creepily. I watched through the small crack in the cupboard doors as he spun around, paranoid. "What's the matter? Looks like you've seen a ghost Niall" I stifled a laugh again. "Stop ittttt" he said jokingly, stalking over to where I was hiding. Fuck.... "Hey!" He screamed, pulling the doors opened, making me hit my head again. Holy fucking shit! "Holy shit! Niall, you scared the fuck out of me!" I swore. I know, very ladylike... "I meant to" he smirked, letting me crawl out of my hiding spot. "Louis's it, right?" I questioned. He nodded. Louis started counting and Niall dragged me up the stairs. Oh boy. "Hide under the covers. He'll never see you" Niall instructed. I smirked evilly and nodded, slipping into a fluffy comforter that was hanging off the side of the bed. "I meant on the-" "I know what I'm doing Niall, trust me" I said in a hushed tone. He shrugged and ducked into his hiding place as I cocooned myself into the comforter and fell on the floor with a loud thump. "Owwww" I moaned lowly. "You alright?" Someone asked quietly. "Yeah. I'm good. Thanks" I responded. A few seconds later, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs very slowly. "CARROT KING IS HERE!" Louis screamed as he bolted into the room. I jumped about 5 inches. They are an extremely loud bunch of lads, aren't they? Right when I heard him stop near my head, I smiled slyly, slipped my hand out of the comforter, and grabbed his ankle. He screeched and kicked me in the shin. I groaned extremely quietly (I'm tough) and then bust a gut laughing. "Em!!!!!" He laughed, grabbing me (while I was still cocooned by the way) and tossed me on the bed. "Let me outtttttt" I giggled. Hey, there's that word again! "Neverrrrrr!" He yelled. "LADS! HELPPPPPPPPP! HE'S TRYING TO SUFFOCATE ME IN MY COCOON!" I laughed. "Sorryyyyyyyyy" someone sang from the other room. "Harry, was that you?!" I yelled. "Yeppppp" he sang again. "Hate you!" "Love you too!" He shouted back. Suddenly, cool air rushed over my skin and Louis stood over me, smirking. "Who's it now?" He asked in a smart-ass tone. "Meeee" I fake-pouted. He found everyone else, I counted, tripped over the stairs, and found Zayn in the bathroom, Louis in the fridge (don't even ask how he got in there and didn't freeze to death, because its beyond me), Harry was in the closet I had hid in during the first round (he hid behind the cutout and again, scared the fudge out of me, I fell on my arse again), Liam was behind the couch, and Niall was in the basement, stuck in a box.... It took 5 minutes to get his arse out of it. After that, we just watched some movies and ate some lunch and stuff. It was awesome. They are so crazy and sweet and funny, and surprisingly very smart. It feels like we've all known each other forever, even though its been less than 6 hours... I'm gonna really miss them...