I'm a Directioner.. Get me out of here!
Chapter Eleven
*Emily's POV*
Things were going fine, we were talking, cracking a few jokes, the norm. But all I wanted to do, was to get back to Niall. Its crazy how you can miss someone, even when they aren't that far away from you. Then things suddenly got awkward with Harry, he kept touching my hand, making it out to be an accident.
Then suddenly out of the blue, he pinned me up against the tree and kissed me, roughly. I pushed him away. 'HARRY STYLES, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?' I spat at him, literally, as he was so close, he still had be pinned against the tree. Then Niall appeared with tears in his eyes. Then anger flashed across his face. I winced.
*Niall's POV*
She pushed him away.. Phew! But why did Harry kiss Emily. What is wrong with him? A flash of anger I had never experienced before, came across me and I pushed Harry away from Emily.
'What are you doing kissing my girl, Harry?' I said through gritted teeth.
'Who do you think you are pushing me, Niall?' Harry stepped forward, invading my personal space.
'Get out of my face Harry..' I warned him. Trying to hold back my anger.
'MAKE ME!' Harry bellowed and lunged forward and punched me in the face. Everything went black.
*Emily's POV*
Niall hit the ground. I screamed in terror.
'HARRY, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?' I screamed as I held Niall in my arms. Harry tried to kneel down to help Niall but I pushed him away.
'Go away..' I yelled in my angriest voice possible, but was mostly ruined by my tears. Harry quickly ran back to camp, obviously overcome by what he had done. Niall laid lifelessly in my arms. He looked like a sleeping angel. His heart was still beating, but he was out. Gone completely.
I tried to pick him up. No luck. Dragging him would just injure him more. I remembered my first aid training. A stretcher. I found the two longest poles I had and took off my jumper and my second layer of trousers, and threaded the arms and legs through the poles, so Niall's body would be secure. I was freezing, so cold I was shivering. I shouted for Louis as loudly as possible.
*Louis' POV*
I heard Emily calling me, Harry had returned to camp and went to hide. So I left the food with Liam and ran to where Emily's voice was coming from. Emily was leaning over a body, laying lifelessly on the floor. It was Niall.
'Don't ask questions..' she said, '.. just take the other end of the stretcher and follow me.' I did as she told me and picked up the end of the stretcher and followed the direction she was leading me in. Niall's body was heavy. He looked so lifeless and innocent. A hefty bump was appearing on his nose, but it didn't look broken and there was no blood.
We reached a location in the forest that had a makeshift fort and a hammock inside. Emily told me to put Niall down on the floor and then told me to go away and not to say a word to anyone else.
'I promise..' I croaked and walked back to camp without saying a word.
*Niall's POV*
My vision was blurry, as the things around me suddenly came into sight. I was in some kind of fort, Emily and I's fort! And I was in a sleeping bag, in a hammock and someone started to speak. Emily!
'Baby..Nialler.. Are you okay?' Emily's angel-like-voice came into my hearing and I smiled.
'Emily..? Emily, I'm fine! But why are you shivering?' I smiled up at her, suddenly feeling the dull pain on my nose. I groaned loudly, trying to locate why she was shivering. Then I saw the stretcher she had made out of her clothes, I pulled her closer wrapping my arms around her.
*Emily's POV*
He smiled. I sighed in relief.
'Promise me you won't ever fight over me again? I don't want Harry.. I want you and only you! You have no competition.' I said soothingly, whilst gently stroking his cheek.
'Emily.. I have to defend you. I'm just not very good at it!' Niall sat up and planted a gentle kiss on my cheek.
I smiled in response. There was a silence, whilst I rested my head on Nialls shoulder, thinking about the past month or so. Niall.. Niall.. Niall. Everything revolved around Niall. He is the only reason I am still here. My thoughts were interrupted by Niall's voice.
'Emily.. I-uhm- I love you.' Niall said, in his innocent but truthful voice, his nervous, stuttery, Irish accent shining through, just like how it was when I first met him.
Things were going fine, we were talking, cracking a few jokes, the norm. But all I wanted to do, was to get back to Niall. Its crazy how you can miss someone, even when they aren't that far away from you. Then things suddenly got awkward with Harry, he kept touching my hand, making it out to be an accident.
Then suddenly out of the blue, he pinned me up against the tree and kissed me, roughly. I pushed him away. 'HARRY STYLES, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?' I spat at him, literally, as he was so close, he still had be pinned against the tree. Then Niall appeared with tears in his eyes. Then anger flashed across his face. I winced.
*Niall's POV*
She pushed him away.. Phew! But why did Harry kiss Emily. What is wrong with him? A flash of anger I had never experienced before, came across me and I pushed Harry away from Emily.
'What are you doing kissing my girl, Harry?' I said through gritted teeth.
'Who do you think you are pushing me, Niall?' Harry stepped forward, invading my personal space.
'Get out of my face Harry..' I warned him. Trying to hold back my anger.
'MAKE ME!' Harry bellowed and lunged forward and punched me in the face. Everything went black.
*Emily's POV*
Niall hit the ground. I screamed in terror.
'HARRY, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?' I screamed as I held Niall in my arms. Harry tried to kneel down to help Niall but I pushed him away.
'Go away..' I yelled in my angriest voice possible, but was mostly ruined by my tears. Harry quickly ran back to camp, obviously overcome by what he had done. Niall laid lifelessly in my arms. He looked like a sleeping angel. His heart was still beating, but he was out. Gone completely.
I tried to pick him up. No luck. Dragging him would just injure him more. I remembered my first aid training. A stretcher. I found the two longest poles I had and took off my jumper and my second layer of trousers, and threaded the arms and legs through the poles, so Niall's body would be secure. I was freezing, so cold I was shivering. I shouted for Louis as loudly as possible.
*Louis' POV*
I heard Emily calling me, Harry had returned to camp and went to hide. So I left the food with Liam and ran to where Emily's voice was coming from. Emily was leaning over a body, laying lifelessly on the floor. It was Niall.
'Don't ask questions..' she said, '.. just take the other end of the stretcher and follow me.' I did as she told me and picked up the end of the stretcher and followed the direction she was leading me in. Niall's body was heavy. He looked so lifeless and innocent. A hefty bump was appearing on his nose, but it didn't look broken and there was no blood.
We reached a location in the forest that had a makeshift fort and a hammock inside. Emily told me to put Niall down on the floor and then told me to go away and not to say a word to anyone else.
'I promise..' I croaked and walked back to camp without saying a word.
*Niall's POV*
My vision was blurry, as the things around me suddenly came into sight. I was in some kind of fort, Emily and I's fort! And I was in a sleeping bag, in a hammock and someone started to speak. Emily!
'Baby..Nialler.. Are you okay?' Emily's angel-like-voice came into my hearing and I smiled.
'Emily..? Emily, I'm fine! But why are you shivering?' I smiled up at her, suddenly feeling the dull pain on my nose. I groaned loudly, trying to locate why she was shivering. Then I saw the stretcher she had made out of her clothes, I pulled her closer wrapping my arms around her.
*Emily's POV*
He smiled. I sighed in relief.
'Promise me you won't ever fight over me again? I don't want Harry.. I want you and only you! You have no competition.' I said soothingly, whilst gently stroking his cheek.
'Emily.. I have to defend you. I'm just not very good at it!' Niall sat up and planted a gentle kiss on my cheek.
I smiled in response. There was a silence, whilst I rested my head on Nialls shoulder, thinking about the past month or so. Niall.. Niall.. Niall. Everything revolved around Niall. He is the only reason I am still here. My thoughts were interrupted by Niall's voice.
'Emily.. I-uhm- I love you.' Niall said, in his innocent but truthful voice, his nervous, stuttery, Irish accent shining through, just like how it was when I first met him.
Notes
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I am the main female in this story. I am madly in love with Niall Horan.
And it appears that he is in love with me also!
I have blond hair and I am tall. I hate Caitlin!
Harry tried to make a move on me, causing Niall to get a punch in the face!
Who am I?
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