MOMENTS

The Question

“I’m scared,” I told the boys (who, on another note, had recently taken over my entire apartment) looking at the google chrome symbol on my laptop, the mouse icon hovering over it.

“Come on Em’, just do it,” Elsie said, sitting down next to me on the couch. 

“Yeah, it’s not like we’re that famous,” Louis said. I looked up at him like he was crazy. While I was doing this, Elsie took it upon herself to click the twitter bookmark for me, opening it in under seconds.

~flashback~

“Hey, what’s your twitter?” Harry asked me as Elsie drove us to my dad’s funeral.

“Emmybowbow,” I said, “Why?” 

“No reason,” Harry said. 

Just then I felt my phone buzz, and looking down I saw a twitter notification telling me that I had been tagged in five new tweets. 

Harry_Styles: Stay baby @Emmybowbow xx

Real_Liam_Payne: the boyz n me r goin’ tooo see @Emmybowbow giv a speach! 

NiallOfficial: #supportemily get it trending for @Emilybowbow? 

Louis_Tomlinson: YA! #supportemily @Emilybowbow

Zaynmalik: Support @Emilybowbow with #supportemily ! 

~End flashback~ 

“I literally gained twenty thousand followers,” I said, looking at the screen wide eyed. The boys let out stifled laughs, outside of Niall who let his glorious chuckle escape. I looked up at him, unable to get a glare through as I remembered how he’d gotten a hash-tag trending just for me. 

“You love us,” Louis said proudly, and I nodded, standing up and hugging him tightly. 

“Everybody’s asking how y’all met,” Elsie added, “And if you’re dating Harry,” She giggled. I rolled my eyes, bending down and looking at the tweets mentioning me.

Sure enough, a good 50% of them were asking how I got the boys to tweet me, how I know them, and if I was Harry’s “Baby.” I sighed, not bothering to learn how to respond to all of them - I’m not exactly twitter savvy. 

Emmybowbow: Harry and I are dating, Niall is my mistress, and Louis is my cat massager. What else would you like to know? #askme 

“I’m still deathly afraid of twitter,” I said as I closed my laptop, not really feeling like doing much more on the internet. Tonight was the boys next show in San Francisco, and two days from now, they’d be leaving the city for good. I sighed, looking at Harry. His head was pointed away from me as he spoke to Elsie about something random, his thick chocolate brown curls sparkling in the sunlight that streamed through the window. A goofy grin sat on my face as I looked at him - I may be on the fence about dating a popstar, but this view really does help to smooth out my decision.

I walked up to him and rested my head on his shoulder, his arm creeping around my waist, his hand laying softly on my hip. I looked at Elsie as they spoke, her eye catching mine - a wide smile grew on her face. She was so proud of herself for our getting together, though she’d really not done much of anything. 

“Hey Elsie,” Liam asked. 

The three of us turned to see him on my laptop, checking his own twitter.

“Hey Liam,” Elsie quipped.

“What’s your twitter?” He asked me. I felt a laugh bubble up inside my chest, and before I could stop myself I burst out into a fit of giggles as Elsie held a frantic look on her face.

“Well,” I laughed, “Tell em’ Els.” 

Elsie let out a long sigh, before mumbling out her twitter name.

“What was that?” Liam asked, making me laugh harder.

“I SAID FAKE_LIAM_PAYNE,” Elsie yelled. I lost my shit then. 

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“Thank you San Francisco! I was amazing being here!” Liam called out to the audience. Elsie and I stood backstage for this show, leaning against a large plaster wall as the boys ran off stage. I caught Harry’s eye and he gave me a wide grin, the glow from performing still on him. 

“You did great,” I said, walking up and kissing his cheek. He smiled and gave me a quick thankyou, before turning to the boys anxiously. 

Louis’s eyes were the tell, the way they seemed to have so much to tell me. I watched as they all looked at each other excitedly, news bubbling over their lips.

“Okay, one, two....” Liam started, before being interuppted by an overly excited Niall calling out, “OUR MANAGER SAID YOU GUYS COULD FINISH OUR U.S. TOUR WITH US!” He called out happily. My eyes widened and I looked at Harry, then Elsie. She had an equally wide eyed look, her own face resembling mine.

“I, I don’t know what to say,” I finally blurted out - the boys’ faces were lit with excitement, so sure that we were going to say yes.  I wanted to say yes, too, but somewhere in my mind I had doubts. But before I could get out what I had planned to say, the words, “We’d love to come,” escaped them instead.

“I am invited, right?” Elsie asked, scanning her eyes over the boys. They all laughed and nodded, before being pulled into a dangerously tight group hug by my best friend. I felt a laugh escape my lips, and for the first time in over a year, despite my doubts and worries, I was happy.

I looked around at the group of us, my boyfriend with one arm around me, and my best friend on the other side. I looked at all of the boys next, realizing that somewhere between visiting my dad in the hospital and running into Harry Style’s at a coffee shop, I’d lost myself.

I looked at Harry, lifting my hands and planting them on his cheeks, before pulling his face into mine and kissing him deeply.

“Hi,” I whispered into his lips, “I’m Emily Westwood.” 

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I hope the end line didn’t confuse anyone because it was pretty clear to me. I hope you like this story and vote for it!

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