Superman: A Liam Payne Fic

Chapter 5

The game continued for a little while before we all decided to get to bed.  All the girls were in one room, all the boys in another, and Emily and I were in her room.

Emily went upstairs to get ready with the girls, so I was left with the boys downstairs. 

“Do any of you know what that is all about?” I asked totally confused.

Harry immediately looked guilty. 

“Talk, Harry,” I demanded.

“Bella told me that Em can’t fall asleep.  That’s it,” he said, but he still had a guilty look.

“How long does she stay up, Hazza?”

“Exactly one in the morning.”

“Why?”

“I dunno.”

I sat down on the couch and ran my fingers through my hair.  Niall sat down next to me and put his arm around me.  “You’ll figure it out; you always do.  You see right through us.”

Yeah, I should explain that… once I know a person’s personality, I can kinda predict what they’ll think in a given situation.  It’s not like a superpower or anything, just a “people talent.”

The problem was she’s different.  I can’t see through her.  I can’t read her like I can read the boys and everyone else.  I couldn’t guess what she was thinking, only what I would be.  I could even tell what Bella would say even though I’ve only known her for a day, not even.  I guess I’m getting good if I can read Bella, but not that good if I can’t read Emily.

Bella POV

I had to have Harry to tell him.  They were so perfect together, and it could only work if he could understand.  And she would never tell him, I know she wouldn’t.  She’d pretend to sleep, but she wouldn’t actually get any sleep at all without some help.  I do feel bad because Em is gonna kill me, but this has to work.

Emily POV

The girls came back into the room, and we thought we would have some more fun before we went to bed, but Bella said their neighbors were very cranky, so we just went to bed and they probably gossiped till midnight.

After I brushed my teeth and tugged on a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt and pulled out my braid, I walked out of the bathroom and saw Liam in my bed (haha!! SO HAPPY) texting someone on his phone.  Unfortunately, he had a T-shirt on J.  I sat next to him, and he put the phone down to look at me.  “You know, you’re beautiful.”  I blushed and looked down before bulling back the covers.  “Thanks,” I whispered.

He just smiled and put his arm around me.  I still can’t get over this – I’m totally internally fangirling!  (OMG Thee Liam Payne is lying next to me, with his arm around me, and we’re falling asleep!)

He turned off the light and snuggled close to me.  Now it’s a very long hour later, during which I could get no sleep even listening to Liam’s rhythmic breathing, and I decided to go downstairs and outside for some fresh air.  I slid out of bed from inside of Liam’s hug and walked over to my sweatshirt.  I threw it on, and walked downstairs.  Did I tell you that I’m very good at being quiet and sneaky?  Sometimes I think that I’d make a really good thief.  I tip-toed past Zayn and Jackie who were “comfy-looking” (if you know what I mean); he must have pulled her out of bed to be with her.  I silently opened to door to go outside.  I stood there for a long time just taking it all in before closing to door and sitting on the front steps.  The fresh air was amazing; the black night was sparkled with stars, and there was no moon.  The air smelled like autumn even though it was softly snowing.  Wow, two weeks till Christmas and it was going to be a white one.  It was silent outside; not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.  This was my favorite time in the world where I could be completely at peace and be myself.  A single tear was sliding down my cheek as I heard a voice behind me.  Beautiful timing, Liam…

“Are you crying?” asked Liam, his voice full of concern.

“No,” I mumbled, wiping my face.  I’m shit at hiding stuff like this.  My back was to him, so he sat down next to me and pulled me close.  With him I had a feeling that everything would be okay.  Then my thoughts came back, and I had to hold it back with everything I had.

“Are you okay, Em?” he asked.  Wow, he really was worried.

I just nodded; I didn’t trust myself to speak right now.

“Bella told Harry to tell me.  They say it always helps to talk about it,” he offered.  Oh man, she’s in deep shit. 

“What’d she say?” I asked.

“Just that you can’t sleep very well,” He replied.

“Ok,” I said.

“Did I say that you look really good in my sweatshirt?”   I could tell he was smiling.

Oh no, I grabbed his sweatshirt by accident instead of mine.  Shoot.  No wonder it smelled so good.  “S-sorry, I thought it was mine,” I whispered.

He just smiled.  After a while, he started to pull me up off the ground.  “Come on, you need to sleep.  It’s almost one in the morning,” he whispered.

I nodded, but just stood there looking at the newly fallen snow that had started to cluster.  I sighed, and would have leaned on something like the wall of the house, but Liam was there and I didn’t want to have to completely rely on him like the girls whose lives revolve around their boyfriends.  That’s just weird.  Besides, I don’t even know him.

Liam’s hand found mine; I still hadn’t looked at him.  He put his hand under my chin, and gently pushed my head up so that our eyes met.  Another tear slid down my cheek as I saw the worry in his eyes.  My best friend didn’t even care that much – okay, she does but she doesn’t show it.  His hand fell, and I leaned my head on his chest.  “I want to help you, Em.  Always know you can talk to me.  You can always trust me,” he whispered in my ear sending shivers down my back.  “I promise.”  I nodded, and he pulled my head up so I met his eyes again.  He leaned forward and his lips gently brushed mine.  This second in time could have been my fairytale ending even thought it was just the beginning; the snow gently falling around us as we kissed.  I decided to trust him.

Liam looked down at me with a small smile on his lips after he kissed me, and he led me back upstairs.  We climbed in bed, and I fell asleep in his arms. 

That was my first kiss.