Broken Promises

Chapter Ten

Emesron's POV

Oh God. Just breathe. Just breathe. I inhaled and exhaled until I felt the sane Emerson taking control. I can do this. Liam was, and is, a thing of the past. I have no feelings for him at all. I am just attracted to him, I always have. I'd be blind if I wasn't! So I don't need to stop hanging out with the boys. And besides, Layla and Zayn will like each other, so I can't just stop something like that. That'd be rude.

I quickly went pee and took a look in the mirror. I don't know if I liked what I saw.

Before I saw a girl who was in control and knew that if she ever saw her first love again she wouldn't be talking to him, be around him, act like he didn't exist. She was sure of herself.

Now, I see a girl who is slowly losing control and it's taking its toll. I don't want to love him, I don't want to be heartbroken. I want to be the girl who was wanted by many, and sure of herself. Not how I am now.

"You okay in there?" I could hear a teasing tone in Liam's deep voice, and I suddenly realized that I've been in here for a bit.

"Um, yeah, I uh, was feeling, erm, a bit dizzy." I say as I opened the door. I avoided his eyes and hurried away.

I was heading towards the living room when I heard my name being called from behind me.

I turned, "Yeah?"

An Irish accent replied, "I'm in my room."

I shuffled back past the loo and stood in his doorway.

"Well come in!" Niall chuckled.

He was snuggled into the bed under the covers. I didn't really know what to do.

"Erm.. don't we need popcorn?"

I nearly face palmed my self. I don't need popcorn, I just ate. I had to say something to mask the awkwardness I feel about cuddling with Niall under the sheets, even if we are just friends. 

My cheeks heated up and I saw Niall's mouth shaped in an 'O' shape. "You're totally right!!!"

He jumped out of the covers, grabbed my hand and ran to the kitchen.

Niall soon had the popcorn popping.

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Ten minutes later we had our water, popcorn and had the movie How To Lose a Guy in Ten Days on.

I glanced at him and he was wearing a smirk on his pretty face.

"Thanks for being so cool and sweet Niall, I've really liked hanging out with you this last week and a half," I say, looking up at him from my pillow. 

Niall ruffles my hair and replies, "Are you kidding? You're the coolest girl we have ever met! I'm glad that we can spend our time off with someone like you. Now stop being all mushy and watch the damn movie," he laughs. 

Liam's POV

Well that was certainly weird, to say the least. I shook it off and did my business then stepped out.

Usually the boys would be here or they'd call or something, so I called Zayn to see where they were at.

"Hewoooo Liam!" A Bradford accent answered.

"Hewoo Zayney! Where are you guys?"

"Layla wanted to go to see a film, and it's during commercials right now. Why?"

"Just wondering. Emerson and Niall are here, I think."

I heard him chuckle on the other end. "Really? You two are in the same room together without her sending you death looks?"