Paper Hearts

Chapter 5

I was kind of debating posting this today, but this chapter is pretty short, and some pretty important characters get introduced ;) - E

I was sitting in my living room, talking to Dad and Ashton when I heard a knock at the door.

I hopped up and motioned for Ash to follow.

When I opened the door, I saw a brunette with blond highlights huffing and puffing. His eyes were closed, and he was hunched over trying to catch his breath.

"I ran... all the way... from my house..." he said and then looked up to see me at the door, and Ashton laughing at him. He straightened himself up, and smiled, embarrassed. "Hi, I'm Michael. Michael Clifford." and he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh God, don't hit on her, just stop. You're burning my eyes with your terrible flirting." Ashton covered his eyes. "Please stop."

"Hi, I'm Emily." I told him, and reached in for a hug.

Next to show up was Calum. When he knocked on the door and I answered it, he looked at his phone at the address, and then at the one nailed on the house.

"Uhhh.." he started.

"Are you Calum or Luke?" I asked smiling.

"Umm, I'm Calum... Wow you really are American. Like really American."

"I'm actually not that American." I told him.

He looked shocked, "Really? You sound way American."

"I'm actually 25% Irish." I informed him.

"Oh, wow, okay." he nodded his head, appreciatively.

"I'm Emily, by the way, Ashton, Michael and my dad are in there," I pointed toward the living room, "But yeah, come on in."

He too was shocked by the Kiss poster in my house.

Last to arrive was Luke.

When he knocked, everyone was so absorbed in whatever story my dad was telling, that they didn't even hear it.

I got up to answer it and when I opened the door I was shocked.

Luke. Was. A. Total. Babe.

My mouth kind of dropped open I think.

"Uhm, I, uh, sorry, I think I'm, uh, at the, um, wrong house, sorry." he looked down and started to walk off.

"Wait!" I guess the American accent made him realize that he was, indeed, at the right house.

"Are you Emily?" he asked walking back up the steps.

"Yeah..." I smiled, "Are you Luke?" I asked.

"Umm, yeah." he said, blushing slightly. "Nice to meet you-" he stepped up one more step and tripped.

"Oh! Are you okay?" I asked, moving to help him up.

"Yeah, I, uh, sorry." he said, getting to his feet.

"You're apologizing for tripping?" I asked, crinkling my eyebrows together.

"Uhm, no, I'm apologizing for being so, not smooth, I guess..." he questioned himself.

"Ehh, smooth is boring." I said, and he laughed. "The rest of the guys are in here with my dad, so come on in." I smiled and we walked into the living room.

They all "Ohhh" and "Ahhh"ed at my dad's stories for a while and then they actually played.

It was some song called "Unpredictable."

And God, they were amazing.

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