Nowhere Boys (5sos Fanfic)

Chapter 14

(Emma's P.O.V)

Guardian Angels. I knew it. I knew they weren't normal the moment I laid eyes on them. Their cheshire grins and game like ways were what gave them away. They were never actually a threat to us. They were only here to protect us from danger.

"What do you mean your our Guardian Angels? Your here to kidnap us!" Harper exclaimed in frustration.

It was taking her a lot longer to process the information then the rest of us. Harper was never one to follow instructions to the tee, or even listen at all. Nobody bossed Harper around. So, I hardly doubt she was listening to when our parents explained what guardian angels were. And because of her ignorance, she didn't understand what was happening right now.

'Not now Harp, we can trust them. I'll explain everything to you later' I telepathically told her.

She just nodded and kept her mouth shut. I stood up from my crouching position in front of Liam, and turned to the girls.

'Ok, youse heard what I said to Harper, we can trust them. I heard stories about Guardian Angels from the older wolves. They exist and wont hurt us. Their here to protect us. So, I'll let Liam go, you all can follow my lead and take back your powers, alright?'

I received nods and yeah's. I then turned my full attention back to the group of five boys in front of me, and reached my arms out in front of my body. "Alright, we're gonna let youse go. But any funny business and I won't hesitate to let Harper have her way with youse, alright?" And to further prove my statement Harper stepped forwards to my side with an expression of pure murder and hatred, cracking her knuckles in the process.

The startled group in front of me visibly gulped, growing more and more nervous by the second. "Am I clear?" I asked again, a bit more stern this time.

I heard several nods, yeah's and 'crystal's' leave their mouths in a hurry. It was quite amusing how they were so clearly terrified of u and what we could do. But, nevertheless I kept my blank murderous gaze and slowly retracted the water ball surrounding Liam. It actually took more effort to take bake my powers than to use them. I strained in concentration, slowly closing my hand into a tight fist, feeling the ice and water racing through my veins. The familiar feeling of cold shook through my body, power racing to my finger tips. My vision once again became crisp and clear, the unmistakable sound of what and frost in my ears, surging my powers on.

Then, just as quickly as it came, it disappeared. I opened my eyes to see Liam standing in front of me, no longer in a ball of water, and Niall standing beside him, no longer in a thick layer of ice. I tarted to feel extremely light headed as I stumbled around looking for some sort of support to keep me up right. My vision started to blur together the objects in front of me. I grabbed my pounding head in my hands and groaned in pain. I was exhausted.

I then felt a pair of large hands grab me under the shoulders, just before I fell, gently sliding down the wall with me in their lap. I held my head harder as I heard a British voice whisper soothing things in my ear. The voice then proceeded to sing until I let go of my head, sighing in relief that my pounding headache was gone. I slowly peeled my eyes open to reveal all of the boys and girls crowding around me on the floor. But what struck me as odd was the fact that I could see all the girls in front of me, but I was still in someone's lap. Then it struck me. I was in Liam's lap.

I slowly turned around, praying that I wasn't in fact where I previously thought I was. But much to my dismay, there sat a very smiley Liam, grinning back at me. I didn't know what to say. It was a weird feeling being so close to a boy that wasn't our 'brothers'. I felt very uncomfortable in this situation. I was practically speechless. That was until my mouth betrayed me, and talked with out consulting my brain first. "You have a very nice voice" I immediately slapped a hand over my mouth, burning a bright crimson red.

"Thanks, love" He replied with a slight smirk.

"YOUR BRITISH!" Scarlett exclaimed with pure shock and excitement.

"Oh no" I muttered under my breath. Scarlett was one of those people that got excited very easily, and it was extremely hard to calm her down from her state.

"Yes I am British" Liam replied with a smile.

"SO! DOES THAT MEAN YOUR ALL BRITISH!!" She all most shouted. They all gave nods and yeah's except for Niall, who looked around at us in astonishment and disbelief.

"BUT I'M IRISH!!" He yelled. I stifled a laugh at how he pronounces his worlds with an accent. To be fair it was pretty hard to miss, but nevertheless the boys just rolled their eyes and shook their heads at the offended boy.

"If it means anything, I knew you were Irish" I heard Isabella speak up timidly. She never did well around new people. She was always shy and nervous. But if you offended her or the people she cared about, you would get a different story. She could be feisty when she wanted to be.

Niall's face softened a the sound of her voice and he gave her a sheepish smile accompanied by a quiet thanks. It was rather cute actually, how they shared a conversation, too scared they were going to offend the other or scare them off.

I sighed and moved a little, completely forgetting about the person underneath me. I shrieked when I felt a pair of hands grab my hips, stopping my movements. "Stop... moving... so much" I heard Liam say behind me with a grunt.

I was confused for a second, as to what he was going on about, but when realisation finally hit me I blushed bright red again and jumped up quickly. I timidly turned around and held out my hand to help him up, which he took gratefully with a small 'thanks'. Well... this wasn't awkward at all...

Thankfully, everyone else was too engrossed in their own conversations to notice the awkward little situation we had.

I sighed turning around to Liam again, seeing he was staring right back at me before smirking and saying,

"What now Buzz-lightyear?"...

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*Cough* *Cough* Awk-waaard...

LoL. HI Guys!

A bit of tension happening here aye.

I feel sorry for Niall. It' alright mate, we all know you're Irish. (I think 😆)

Anyways... How's the book going? Is it actually making sense? Or is it too boring?

Please tell me if there is anything I should fix or anything I could add to make it better.

I'm open for ideas.

I'm really only winging this book.

I know how it's gonna end... sorta.

But how I'm gonna get there is still a mystery.

Anyway, Gotta Zayn.

Later my little punk rock penguins.