Okay before I continue I just want to point out that evasive action meant pulling the car off to the side of the road. Emily is not going to go around killing people or whatever else came to mind. Same on if u took that sexually. I thought that people could take it that way and I was like hmmmm... maybe I should clarify.
I pull onto the closest parking lot which happens to be Walmart, and park at the very end of parking lot. I turn off the ignition and sit there. Should I start talking first or should I wait for him to say something. Should I talk so that I can give an explanation before he starts getting angry. Maybe I shou-
"Emily, I-I don't know what to do. I trusted you, how could you do this to me. To be honest, that's what I would say if I hadn't been cheating on you also. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen..."
After that I see his lips moving, but I hear no sound. My brain shuts down all thought. I am frozen.
As I start to come back I notice that he has finished talking and is starting at me intently.
"I don't know what the hell is wrong with you. How could you do that to me. I wasn't even cheating on you! I was crying because of Niall, I was pissed at Niall because he asked me out and I said no. It hurt him, which hurt me, and then I felt bad about betraying you. I don't want to talk to you ever again. Now get the hell out of my car!"
He slowly climbs out of my car, but before he shuts the door he turns around and says, "I am sincerely sorry. Just so you know I will always love you." And with that he closed the door and walked away.
I turned on the car and drove off, trying to get my thoughts in order. I can't believe he has been cheating on me. How long has it been going on? Who is she? How did I not notice? 0Even though I didn't want to talk about I needed answers. So I went to the last place I would think of ever going to.
Cassidy's house.
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The door opens. And I see her mom. " hi, Emily! I haven't seen you in a while, much less at our house. Did you come to see Cassidy, Mckayla, or Michael?"
"I actually came to see Cassidy." I follow her into the house. "How are you doing these days Mrs. Lane?"
"I've been well. And you?"
"Same. Not much is different with my life."
"Great! Well I'll go get Cassidy and bring her down."
I stood there looking at the pictures on their mantle, looks like they were taken a year before. Nicole isn't even in any of the picture I see. I wonder if they have done anything with his room?
"Why are you here?"
I turn around to see Cassidy looking at me with a sneer. "Well since you always know everything about everyone at our school, I figured you could give me some information. And don't mention payment, you know you already owe me."
I let that sentence hang in the air like a guillotine's blade hanging above a head as I wait for her answer.
"You want me to pay you back with gossip? Are you serious? No way after what you did you deserve more than that. How about instead of one big favor, you get three small ones."
"Okay what ever, I just want the information."
"Well, what do you want to know?"
"Aiden, we just broke up because he thought I was cheating on him, because that's what someone told him. Then he tells me that he can't be that mad at me because he has been cheating on me also. So what I want to know is: who she is, and how long its been going on."
"Okay, so let me get this straight, you and Aiden broke up because he was told you were cheating on him, so he told you that he had been cheating on you." I nod my head in response.
"So do you or do you not know anything about it?"
"I'm sorry Emily, I honestly hadn't heard anything about anyone cheating recently. But I did hear that Aiden has been hanging around a kid on the soccer team. I think his name was Cody. So that might be who he was cheating on you with, but that would mean he is gay, but he was still dating you which means he might be bi. Or I could just be wrong and they could be really good friends, or doing a project together, or even related. Who knows?"
"Okay, well thanks anyways. If you hear anything, you know where to find me. I'll let myself out."
"Emily...you know I don't hate you right? Its just that everything has been difficult since... well you know. Anyways, your welcome. And I'll let you know if anything comes up."
With a nod of my head as I leave her house. When I get into my car I look at his window, and see the blue curtains pulled shut, like they were that day. Nicole always loved the light and couldn't stand the dark. That was the first indicator. Sadly it was too late...
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I pull back into the boys driveway. I brought the girls here in my car so I had to come back and get them.
I open the door and yell, "I'm back!"
Paige runs in and screams to the entire house, "I found her first! You all owe me 10 bucks!"
The boys and Brooke slowly trickle into the foyer. All the boys pull out their wallets and hand Paige her money. I see loan hand her a 20, but she doesn't notice. And when Brooke tries to hand Paige her money, he pushes her hand back and whispers something in her ear. She blushes and mumbles a thank you.
Louis walk over to me with his hands on his hips, like a mom when her child comes home two hours after curfew.
"Young lady, where have you been?!?!? You have been gone for almost 4 hours. That car had better have only stopped when you dropped that... thing at its house."
"Your not my mom Louis. Get over yourself. Grab your stuff guys, we're leaving. Its already 5 and I have to get home before dinner."
"The boys said they would take us home whenever, since we didn't really know when and if you were going to come back." Brooke states. "So we kinda just planned on staying later and having them take us home."
Well now I feel like shit. I thought to my self. They didn't think think I was going to come back for them so they made arrangements without me. How dandy!
"Well then I guess I'll just get your bags out of my car and be on my way then." I turn around to go get their stuff. "I'll be right back."
I walk out the front door closing it behind me. I head down the steps and hit the walk way. I hear the front door open and close. Who ever it is says nothing they hurry to catch up to me. I turn and look to my side and see Louis's face, much to my relief.
"I figured you might need some help." More than one meaning is implied in his words.
He wants me to tell him what happened while I was gone, but that's something that I would only tell someone close to me. But for some reason Louis has a way of emitting a trust worthy persona that makes me want to tell him everything.
The closer we get to the car the closer I get to telling him what happened. I reach into my pocket, grab my keys, and unlock the car. I open the trunk and reach for a bag, but Louis grabs my wrist just before I can grab it.
He looks at me in the eyes making me want to tell him so bad, but I don't want to; even though I know I need to.
"Emily, what happened when you were gone?" It comes out softly like a snow fall, not quite a whisper but quiet too.
I open my mouth to tell him, but the front door opens and someone yells out, "Hey dumb ass apparently I'm grounded and have to go home. And Brooke isn't allowed to stay here by herself, unless you come back."
"Damnit Paige how did you not know you were grounded? I guess I'll just take you both home now."
Louis looks at me like he wants me to stay just so that I would tell him. I look away, I don't want to stay longer than I have to today.
Paige comes up behind us. "I really don't think we should take the lovebirds inside away from each other. There is a kiss coming, but Liam doesn't have the balls to kiss her yet and you know how Brooke is."
"I guess I can stay, but you owe me bigtime. I honestly don't even want to drive home and come back. Why don't you just have Harry drive you home?"
"Because my parents know what all of your cars look like and if one of those aren't the ones bringing me home they are going to be pissed."
I look at Louis, "How good of a driver is Harry?"
"I would say he's pretty good, better than me at least. And you have a smaller car so that will help."
"I can't believe I'm going to do this, Paige go get Harry."
I grab Brooke's bag from the back of my car and wait for Paige to comeback. I avoid all eye contact with Louis. I know he is looking at me, but I don't want o talk about it. Not now.
Luckily it doesn't take long for Paige to drag Harry back out.
"Here are the keys. I swear to god if there is so much as one little scratch on it I will kill you."
"Its okay Emily, i won't ruin your car. I'm not that bad of a driver. Don't worry."
"Okay, but before you go. . . this is America we drive on the right side of the road."
Harry rolls his eyes and walks away. Paige tries to hide he smirk. I am pretty proud of myself at this moment.
I watch as Harry pulls out and starts driving away. Once he is out of sight I turn back to go inside the house.
I brush past Louis and avoid his gaze. I walk through the door way and into the living room where the boys and Brooke are sitting.
"Hey, Brooke since I kinda left unexpectedly, do you want me to braid your hair now?"
"Yes! Why wouldn't i want you to braid my hair? Are you crazy girrrllll????"
"Whatever, what do you want?"
"Well I don't want all of my hair up. And i want it out of my face. So maybe a haedband type braid?"
"Do you want me to do the honeycomb headband? I haven't done that one in a while, so I need to practice it."
"Oh my gosh, yes! That is my favorite."
"Okay come sit. . . ummm do you guys have a foot stool or a short stool that she can sit on?"
"Yeah, I'll go get one for you Em." Zayn says.
A few moments later he comes back with a foot stool. And sets it down. I point to it silently telling Brooke to sit. She does so quietly and runs her fingers through her hair, knowing that i won't actually run a brush through it to start.
"Hold on I need my stuff, be right back."
I fake run to my bag and grab my spray bottle, rat tail comb, regular comb, ponytails, rubberbands, and bobby pins (assorted colors).
When I come back, i barely get a chance to breathe before I'm asked a question.
"Why does she want you to do her hair so bad?"
"Well Liam, that would be because next year in the fall I will be going into cosmetology school and will become a hairstylist. Plus whether she wanted me to or not I would still be doing her hair. She has known since I started braiding that she can't stop me."
I take the silence as an invitation to start. I start by parting her hair, and then wetting down the parts that need to be wetted. In minutes i finish one side and start in the other. in about 5 minutes i am done and step back to admire my work. I nodd in approval and hand her the mirror.
I look at the boys and they all hold looks of approval on their faces.
"Thanks Em, it looks good as always. You can't even that tell that you haven't done one in a while. You're still doing my hair for homecoming right?"
"Yes I'm still doing you hair for homecoming. i've been doing your hair since sophmore year. Freshman year you were picky about it and your mom would only allow you to do certain things with your hair."
"Yeah well after that year, I told her that i want you to do my hair and she cant have any say in it. She threw a fit, but got over it."
"Well, since I'm dont with your hair and it's like seven o'clock, anyone else hungry?"
A chorous of agreement come from around me.
"Pizza sound good? I can order it from the pizza place in town."
I walked into the other room to order a pizza.
"Hey Jake can I get the usual and 2 large pepperoni please. And can u deliver it? Thanks man, see ya at school!"
"Emily did you even give them an address? Cause you sure didn't ask what ours was."
"Oh well the pizza place has a GPS tracker to track where the call comes from, much like the 9-1-1 center."
"Isn't that kinda dangerous?"
"Not really, they can only track it when their number is called. Not many people know about it though, usually people still give them their address."
"Can we go back into the other room now Louis? I know what you're trying to do, and I'm not gonna talk about it. Now get out of my way. I'm tired of worrying about this, I just want to calm down and relax. So get out of my way. . .please."
He steps out of my way quickly and I walk back to where everyone else is. I sit down on the couch in between Zayn and Brooke. On the other side of Brooke is Liam. Big shocker right there man.
I lean my head back on the couch and close my eyes. Subsequently clearing my mind. . . mostly. The only thing stuck in my mind is the whole Aiden cheating on me.
I feel a slight weight on my arm as if someone was leaning on me.
"Em are you okay?" Brooke whispers in my ear.
"Yeah, I'm fine why do you ask?"
"Cause Liam just asked you a question and you didn't answer him and you look like you're gonna cry."
"Oh, I was just thinking about my Great Grandpa. Sorry, what was it that you asked me?"
"He asked you how long till the pizza gets here."
"Oh, the pizza should be here in like 10-15 minutes. I asked them to deliver it."
"Good cause I'm starving. Will Harry be back in time?"
"He should be. It doesn't take that long to get home."
After that, everyone resumes their original conversations and I sit back and watch everyone else. No body says anything else to me, its as if I have become part of the couch.
My eyes flit around the room from the clock, to the tv, go the computer, and to each of the persons in the room finally landing on Niall. I notice him looking towards my direction and mouthing words. I look to Zayn and see that he is also mouthing things to Niall.
I look away not wanting to know what they're talking about.
Time passes quickly and before long Harry is back. He walks into the room and sits on the couch in between Louis and Niall. There was no room, but Harry being Harry, made room. Niall looking uncomfortable got up and sat in the lazy boy recliner.
I closed my eyes and tried yo stop my brain from thinking and talking to myself.
It isn't working that well.
Once again time passes quickly and the pizza is here. I stand up to go pay. I hear footsteps behind me and see Zayn. I give him s confused look.
"You need to pay somehow don't you?"
"I guess I do. Even though I could just ho in tomorrow and pay them then. But if you want to pay now, we can."
I open the door and pay the man while Zayn grabs the pizzas.
"Thanks Ronnie! See ya next week!" I wave good bye.
Turning around I bump into Harry.
"This seems to be a never ending thing with us." I laugh and he grins knowingly. That's when I realize that he is holding me upright.
I immediately stand upright and fix myself. "Thanks." I mumble, keeping my head low to avoid him seeing my embarrassed blush.
I walk past him and continue to walk past the boys taking the pizza to the kitchen, the boys and Brooke grunt in protest.
"Awww, are the wittle babies gonna have to walk." laughing as I set the boxes down and open them. I grab my pizza and go to sit on the now empty couch.
I lift my feet up on the couch and lean back. I'm taking up all but like a foot of the couch.
And just like before Harry squeezes himself into the small space. Louis, Brooke, and Liam follow in suit. Louis sitting on my shins, Liam on my lap, and Brooke sitting on my stomach.
I start laughing - more like cackling - uncontrollably. And soon I'm not the only one laughing. But while laughing I notice that all I hear are British and american laughs. I can't hear Niall's laugh. I look around the room and see that he isn't here.
I finally shove Brooke off of me and stop laughing, I make Liam get off too.
I take out my phone and text Louis.
To Louis:
Where is Niall?
From Louis:
He didn't come back with us after pizza. My guess in kitchen or in his room.
To Louis:
Can u go find and check on him please. I'm worried about him.
From Louis:
Y r u worried? He's a big boy and can take care of himself. Plus u turned him down. You should just tell me everything that happened. I'm more helpful that way.
To Louis:
I'm not gonna do this over txt. And I don't want boys to hear. Promise to tell u later.
Just as I get another text from Louis, Harry calls out "hey em you texting your boyfriend?" He makes a suggestive face.
I look down at my lap and mumble something. I'm not even sure what I said.
Looking back up at him with a fake smile, I say nothing. I know that Louis can see the hurt in my eyes, from the look on his face.
Louis nudges Harry, puts his hand on his knee and leans in close to whisper in his ear.
No one can hear what he says, but I'm pretty sure he tells harry to drop the subject.
Yay! More explaining! I'm so happy!
Not.
(A/N)
Hey mah peeps. Haven't updated in a while and have been working on this since the day I last update. Sorry my updates are so few and far between. Just keep with it. Hopefully I'll get better at updating faster.
Please keep in mind that this is my first story, so I'm trying to completely get rid of my writers block. And I can only work on it so much every day, cause if I write in entire chapter in a day, it will... suck.
So please bear with me as I go through this. Love you guys! Hope you like it! And stay with it!