Ch 8

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What. What. Wait. The fuck!! He's lying. He's gotta be! There's no way my love for Niall, my beautiful Nialler, can be returned. No way. I'm not good enough.

I'm just another wide eyed girl desperately in love with Niall. He can have anyone in the world, with his sweetness, his humor, his selflessness, his romantic acts. Any one.

Im a nobody. Im plain, boring, nothing special. Just a dancer. Only interesting thing about me. Plain, Boring old Emiee.

"Your lying." I wipe my eyes

Liam looks bewildered. He leans closer to me. Why? I'm not special. Just a friend. In love with his brother. Nothing else.

He wipes the tears from my eyes, pulling me into a hug. I immediately take the opportunity for a Liam hug. I wrap my arms around his waist. A friend hug. The annoying cameras cant put words in our mouths. Actions in our bodies. We don't worry.

"I'm not Emiee. I am serious. He hasn't told me. But Emiee, I know he does. And as time grows, I know he'll be in love, non stop. You caught his eye when you walked in. Made him laugh when you yelled. You've got Niall hooked, Emiee. We all see it. When you were dancing, he was looking at you. How much you care about it. How much it is in you. He really likes you Emiee. So come on, go. Go for it. Go for your HERO. You love him. He's falling for you. Already. So go."

I got out of the hug. I looked into the beautiful eyes of Liam. I saw truth. Honesty. Love. He loved me. Like friend.

"Liam, he can have any one he wants! Demi, good gosh DEMI. Why would he choose ME over DEMI."

Tears were swelling in my eyes. Suddenly I felt a hand on my back. A big, heavy hand.

"Emiee Catherine Fanning. Don't ever say something like that. Demi, to Niall, Demis a sweet girl, but she isn't his type. She's inspirational by EXPERIENCE. Niall. Niall wants a funny, sweet, cutesy girl. That's you. And the fact you avoid the you know. Is amazing to him. You arent proud of that part. But you talk about it freely, you just don't like to. Demi, she's a whole different world." Andy spoke

The hell biscuits and gravy? Did that just happen? Like what? Andy talked. A long speech too. I looked at Liam. He had a huge amazed grin on.

"Even though that's the longest paragraph he's ever said to any of us, and I'm completely surprised he's 100% correct."

I smiled. Andy, ANDY, said Niall likes me. That's WOAH. So he must like my type! Not me, but my type. That's amazing!

Dani and Maiya came up to us, and Maiya handed me a Hot coffee and some cookies.

"Thanks." I mumbled, looking for a 20 to give to Maiya.

She rolled her eyes, but knowing I'd sneak it in her purse if she refused, took it. I smiled at her.

"I told you where the money you make from now on is to be saved up." I smiled

"Yes, but Emiee, I can pay my own way!"she argued

"Yes, you CAN. But you WON'T. Because each and every pay check goes right to savings. Anyways, you bought it for me. I'd give you money back in any situation."

Liam and Dani looked at me, and they were looking at each other with a knowing look, smiles on their beautiful faces.

Andy nodded to the cameras looking at us, snapping 500 photos a minute.

We knew that meant we should go. We called the dogs over and began the trek to the flat.

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