Could you call this fate? A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter 21: Back in my arms

Chapter 21: Back in my arms

Emma’s P.O.V.

I tossed and turned, readjusting my pillow for the tenth time. I glanced at the clock. 12:34. I groaned and slammed my head back down on the pillow. Ever since Liam and I’s fight I have been locked in my room. I ran out of tears hours ago and was now staring at the blank celling above me, unable to sleep. I was so used to having someone next to me. A certain someone. Someone that would hold me and share warmth. Now, that spot was empty. The thought made me want to cry, but I couldn’t. I had no more tears left.

I couldn’t fall asleep. The emptiness of the bed kept me up. Him not being here after so many nights of it, I just can’t take it. I glanced at the clock again. 12: 37. Oh my gosh. Time goes too slow. It feels like I can just hear the clock ticking, even though it is a digital one. After thrashing around some more and some productive starring at the wall I decided I can’t handle this. And I knew exactly what I was going to do about it. Its like my minds on auto because I really have no idea what I’m thinking or doing. All I know is that there is a voice in the back of my head saying don’t do it. But too bad I’m not listening to it. I could hear the faint sounds of the TV coming for the TV room down the hall. I never heard any of the boys leave so I’m assuming they all stayed over to ‘watch over me’. Pfftt. I DON’T need to be watched over.

As I threw the covers off my body and stepped out of bed into my dark room I turned on my lamp. The room filled with dim light. I stumbled over to my desk drawer, still not fully aware of my surrounding’s. I opened the top drawer of my desk and searched around for what I needed… Its not there. I opened the second drawer and the third, the same thing, all my scissors are missing. This brought panic to me. I did a once over, frantically searching through the drawers to find nothing. I slammed all the drawers shut in anger. I then went through my closet and anywhere else in my room where I could find something sharp. They were all gone.

And that’s when it hit me. Liam knows. He knows about the problem that I used to have. He took them. Everything sharp that I own. Well at least in my room… Maybe there is something in the kitchen… Ugh! No! Liam is smarter than that. Suddenly my anger got the best of me and I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“LIAM!!!” I screeched at the top of my lungs. I flung my door open and stormed out, slamming it behind me. I didn’t care if I woke up anyone, they can stuff it.

I stormed into the TV room to find Liam sitting on the couch looking up at me with shock in his eyes. I scanned the room. On the coffee table in the middle of the room was a giant pile of probably everything and anything sharp in my house. I looked back at Liam. Then between the two again. I would have to pass Liam, somehow get by him. It appears to be that he is catching on to my plan. His eyes were moving back and forth between me and the table too.

Within a fraction of a second I leaped for the table. At the same time Liam jumped up off the couch. Before I could even reach my hand out, Liam’s arms were around me and holding in a tight embrace.

This was not a loving, welcome embrace though. His arms were wrapped around my body holding me tightly. I, on the other hand, was out of control. My arms were flying all over the place. Trying to escape.

“No!” I cried. The tears starting to fall down my cheeks. It’s official, I am going mad. If not already.

Liam kept a strong, emotionless face. But I could tell through his eyes that this was paining him too.

“Please!” I yelled out. Liam’s hold just tightened.

“Please.” I whispered letting myself go and collapsing in his arms. All the anger that was once inside of me was now gone. It-It is just so nice to be held once more. Especially when you belong in the arms of the holder.

“Shh” Liam hushed in my ear. We were now sitting on the ground in the middle of the TV room. I curled up against Liam and his arms wrapped tightly around me. This time though, it was a sweet embrace. Letting me know that he was here to help, that he was here for me.

That was the last thing that I thought about before my eyelids got heavy and before I knew it sleep had overcome me for what seemed like the first time in days.

Liam’s P.O.V

Swimming to me is like singing to you.  

Swimming to me is like singing to you.  

Swimming to me is like singing to you.  

Her words repeated in my mind over and over again as I held the girl I love- yes love- in my arms. She had cried herself to sleep in my arms. Here, on the floor of the TV room. I thought about it some more, tightening my grip on her, as if making sure she is still there.

Swimming to me is like singing to you.  

Singing is my life. It’s what I do as a career. Without it I would be a nobody. I wouldn’t have met my 4 best friends, I wouldn’t be able to tour the world, and without singing I wouldn’t have met this wonderful girl. If my voice were to get taken away from me I don’t know what I would do. My life without singing would be disastrous really.

And that’s when everything Emma has been saying finally made sense to me. That is what she feels like right now. Probably the most important thing in her life is being taken away from her and she just wants it back.

Suddenly I feel really guilty. I should be supporting her, not pushing her away. But you were only trying to protect her. The voice in the back of my head thought. And that IS true. I was just trying to protect her, because I’m worried about her. I love her, what am I supposed to do?

And the last thought that crossed my mind before I drifted off was how good it felt to have Emma in my arms again.

A/N- heyyyyy… so yeah :\ I sorry!!!! I really am! Please forgive me! :p anyways..  I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you so much for reading!!! <3

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