Reunited

Wake Me Up

Have you ever felt such heartbreak that you'd do anything just to think about something other than him. I do.. That's why I packed up an overnight bag and threw it over my shoulder. I brought everything I could need, clothes for a couple days, my laptop and food and water. It was 4 a.m so I knew all the boys were asleep and I'd be able to get away fine. I jogged inside and placed the note I wrote to them on the kitchen counter, walking out and shutting the door as quietly as I could.

Once I was out of the house I got to walking. But as I saw a light turn on in Louis's room I ran down the street as far from the house that I could. Where would I go? Home? No, my father would beat me. To a friends? What friends.. Or Niall's girlfriends? No I haven't even met her. I'll just go to a hotel.

I walked through the city, looking at the neon lights then saw a familiar one looking back at me. I opened the door and felt the rush of the old cafe's heat dancing on my skin. I smiled at the smell of hot chocolate filling the air, and I walked back to my original booth. I slid into it and saw the same blond waitress from a few days ago. I rolled my eyes, here we go.

"Did your boyfriend leave you? I mean I don't blame him look at you. You're like a marsh mellow gone wrong or something" she snickered and I looked up at her.

But then I looked back down, she was right. Louis thought that too, oh God now I'm thinking of him again. I hope he's enjoying his life without me. "I'm actually going to go." I stood up and she laughed tripping me as I walked past her. "Sorry didn't see you there fatty." I held my knees in pain and saw it bleeding.

She continued to laugh and I just got up and walked fast out of the door, into the cold air. Man why did I wear shorts? I frowned and saw a neon sign which said 'Motel' I ran across the street to it, stepping right into the warm heat. I smiled and walked to the front desk, to where a cheery old woman was standing on the other side of the desk.

"Why hello there! How may I help you?" She asked with a giggle at the end and I pulled out my wallet. "Can I have a room for two nights please?" I asked politely and she nodded, "That will be €100" i nodded and handed her the money which I had saved up from old birthdays.

She handed me the keys and I walked out of the lobby and over to the rooms, looking for 22B. When I found it I unlocked the room and stepped in. It was small with one queen bed and a TV facing it, a small bathroom with a shower and toilet, and a small living area with a couch and table. I set my bag on the bed and popped off my converse, jumping onto the soft bed. I reached for the remote and turned on the TV, flicking through the channels until I saw a movie being played. I smiled and sat watching it, it looked like a chick flick, oh God it was the Notebook.

I snuggled into the sheets and watched the small screen, crying at every moment knowing what the heartbreak feels like. I started sobbing once the credits where rolling and I couldn't contain it any longer. I cried harder and harder, holding onto the sheets. Laying my head back onto the pillow I began to calm down a little but was still crying heavily. I felt my eyes drooping and I was out.

If I'm louder, would you see me?

Would you lay down

In my arms and rescue me?

'Cause we are the same

You save me,

When you leave it's gone again..

I woke up to my ringtone and groaned, looking at the caller ID and seeing Niall's face. I ignored it and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I saw in the reflection of my phone my eyes were red and puffy and my make up was all smeared. I knew what to do, I pulled out my laptop and opened up twitter. I logged onto a twitcam, and saw I already had a few viewers, I began to speak..

"Hey guys, it's me Emma. I um.. I ran away from the boys and my house last night. I just I couldn't take it anymore.. I can't take it anymore.. It's really all to much for me. I had some feelings for one of them and I was like, oh yeah, this is all stupid he'd never like me.. Liam helped me and told me I was good enough and to go for the guy, but recently that guy broke my heart and I just can't handle it by myself. Even looking at him makes me cry and break."

Comments where all over the place, 'Who'd you like?' 'Stay Strong' and 'We all love you' I shook my head and frowned, taking in a deep breath, "I liked - I had a crush on Louis.. But last night he told me he really liked this other girl and I just what does this girl have that I don't?" I began to cry and I noticed a tweet that caught my eye, it was from @Louis_Tomlinson saying 'Emma please come home, we have to talk about this I'm so sorry I didn't know, please come home we miss you xx'

I cried when I read it and shook my head again, "I'm not coming home Louis especially if you ask, why would I want to go home to you? The guy who made me feel like I'm worthless and a wreck and that no one will love me. You know what Louis, I'm done. I'm done with everything." I slammed the laptop shut in tears.

I cried harder and I went to the bathroom with my bag. I splashed some cold water onto my face and could feel my phone blowing up in my pocket, mentions on twitter and texts from all of the boys. I read Liam's, 'Emma don't you dare do anything reckless! The boys and I are going to find you and I promise it will get better xx' I held the phone to my chest and saw a FaceTime request from Liam, I accepted it and saw his worried face smeared with tears, "Emma! Oh my God you're alright! Sweetie you look terrible, please tell me where you are so I can help you, I won't tell the other boys I promise." I sniffled and wiped my tears my voice shaking, "I'm at the motel, cresent motel." I cried out and he nodded, "I know where that is I'll be there with you in five minutes but until then don't hang up!" I nodded and I ran a hand through my hair, I pulled my knees to my chest and rest my phone on them, picking my scabs with my hand so they all opened up. "Emma! What the hell! Don't do that! Stop now, Emma please!" he was crying now amd I couldn't dare look at the screen. "Emma I'm here tell me your room." I stuttered, "22B."

The next thin I new the door was being kicked down and Liam was by my side, holding my wrist in his shaking hands. "Oh God Emma, no baby." He kissed all of my scars and I felt tingles up my spine. "Liam I'm s-" he placed his finger on my lips and picked me up, placing me on the sink counter. He searched the cabinets for first aid and when he found it he began to clean my cuts and bandaged them. "Babe, you have to stop, it's not good for you. You're losing so much blood and you've lost so much weight lately it's scaring me." I look at my hands and he lifts my chin. "hey, Emma you know that I love you right?" I nod, "I know, I love you too."

He shook his head, "No Emma, I don't love you like that, I love you. I want to be with you Emma. You're the only girl I want to be honest. You're so beautiful and I just wish I could call you mine. I love the way your hazel eyes sparkle, I absolutely adore your laugh, you have the best hair in the whole wide world, I wish I could just run my fingers through it, I love when you used to eat as much as Niall, your little dimples, your gorgeous body before you began to starve yourself, your voice could put me to sleep, and I just love every little thing about you. That's why when I found out everyhing with Louis I promised myself never to hurt you like that, even if we never got together. I just I needed to let you know how much I love you Emma."