When In Cancun

I frantically pushed my way through the sea of people, looking everywhere for that shiny brown hair. I couldn't find her anywhere and I was growing more frustrated by the minute. Thats when I spotted her. The site pulled at my heart but was quickly masked with anger as I watched where the fuckers hands were roaming. It was that prick from the bar. Shouldn't he be working?

I had three options in that moment. One, I could go up and punch the asshole in the face making him regret touching her. I already pulled something of the sorts in Mexico and Emma did not react well to that. So thats a no. Two, I could find another girl and make her jealous, but that already proved to be a fail tonight. Lastly three, I could sit back and angrily watch, making sure nothing happens to her. As painful as it would be, I chose option three. But if that douche goes the slightest bit too far I would be quick to result to option one.

So I sat back at a booth by myself watching the girl I so desperately want with another guy. I figured I deserved the torture of it. It probably didnt compare to what Emma felt seeing the photos of me and that girl in Cancun. I had the waitress continuously bringing me beers. I would finish one off and there would be a new one waiting for me. A bunch of girls approached me and tried to sit next to me but I brushed them off. My attention was way too focused somewhere else. I watched as she danced with a bunch of guys. Once they got too handsy she would move on. I was grateful for that because I seriously didn't need to be in the tabloids for kicking the shit out of some guy at a club.

I guess you could say I was being a bit creepy just watching her. But I was doing it to make sure she was safe. You can't trust guys these days. You never know what they'll do to a beautiful girl like Emma. It sickened me to think of, but it was highly possible. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything happened to her, and she was extremely drunk which I knew had to do with me being here. I watched as she continued to throw back drink after drink. She was dancing like she could fall over in any second and I knew this wouldn't end well.

I really had to use the bathroom before I pissed myself. She was at the bar when I felt it would be okay to go quickly. I shot up from the table and quickly did my business faster than I ever had before. I hurried out and looked for her but she was nowhere to be found. That's when I heard her voice, her very drunk voice might I add. My head snapped to the stage and there she was laughing with the mic in her hand.

"This is to the asss hoolee" she slurred over her words giggling at Tara who stood on the stage with her.


The loud music started and I didn't recognize the song
but I knew it wouldn't be good.

"Can I hit you later?
Cuz this my jam
Rollin' in my beat up Gold Trans Am
Sorry I can't hear you
And I got plans
You won't get me naked
You had your chance

I know I said I wouldn't talk about you publicaly but
That was before I caught you lying and cheating on mee slut
I was down for you hard core
While you were out tryin'a score
Found out your full of it, I'm over it
So suck my dick-"

I felt my face heat up in embarrassment and anger. She was so drunk I had to admit it was kind of funny and cute. If this wasn't completely directed at me then I would find her adorable. But it was directed towards me and it was really pissing me off. I knew I had no right to be mad but I was drunk.

"I heard our song on the radio
And I'd see your face everywhere I go
I thought I'd call just to let you know
I've been thinking of you, thinking of you hoo hoo

But now my songs on the radio
And you see my face everywhere you go
I thought I'd call just to let you know
I've been thinkin of you, thinking of you hoo hoo-"

I continued to watch angrily especially since I noticed Harry dying of laughter in the corner by the stage. Son of a bitch is going to get his ass kicked.

"So I got your message, are you having fun
With your fugly girlfriend? I've moved on
Can I hit you later? Gotta get to stage
In a brand new city, getting laid-"

Thats when she made eye contact with me. She looked nervous at first before scowling. Keeping her eyes on mine as she sang the next part. I had enough of this shit so I started making my way to the stage.

"-I know I said I wouldn't talk about you publicaly but
That was before I caught you lying and cheating on me slut
I was down for you hard core
While you were out tryin'a score
Found out your full of it, I'm over it
so suck my-"

"Enough of this shit Emma." I growled cutting her off after I barged on stage.

"Ohh it's the assholee!" She cheered. I grabbed her by the waist tossing her over my shoulder and furiously walking off the stage. Emma continuously hit my back telling me to put her down. "My songs not over! Bring me back!"

"Your done. I'm taking you back to the hotel."

"I'm not going anywhere with you. I hate you! I hate you so muchh!" She started punching my back it was cute how she thought she was hurting me. I placed her on her feet only to push her up against a wall near the bathrooms. I pinned her there with my hips and sternly looked into her eyes breathing heavily from all of the anger built up tonight. She starred back at me speechless for the first time in the last few minutes.

"You know," I began, pushing some fallen hair behind her ear. "girls only say I hate you to the guys that they love."

She scoffed, "you wish. Didn't you hear me? 'I'm over it so suck my-"

I cut her off smashing my lips to hers. She froze for a second before wrapping her arms around my neck and moving her lips with mine. The kiss was desperate and needy. It felt so right, exactly what I had been craving. I can barely explain the feeling, something just felt complete. I had missed the feel of her lips so much, more than I ever thought possible. Any anger I had slowly disappeared as her lips intoxicated me. We broke apart and I rested my forehead against hers as we both caught our breaths.

"Sorry for taking so long." I whispered.

"Huh?" She asked confused.

"I told you on the phone that day I would kiss you the first moment I saw your beautiful face again. So sorry for taking so long."

"This shouldn't have happened. I- I have to go." She choked over her words and tried to break free from my hold on her. Too bad I was not going to let that happen.

"No you don't. Stay here with me. Give me a chance. I won't let you down Em."

"You have Demi remember?"

"I told you she's only a friend."

"Oh yeah, you guys looked real friendly alright."

I groaned and wanted to punch myself. Why do I always fuck up with the dumbest things? "It didn't mean anything. I felt disgusted the whole time. And watching you with Harry killed me so I wasn't thinking."

"Yeah," she rolled her eyes. " I bet she was the one in your bed the other night too. Or was that a different 'friend.'" She made air quotes over the word friend. "And to think I thought about forgiving you that night. Theres nothing to forgive because you didn't even care. Once I was out of your life you just hopped right back in the saddle! Am I right?"

"No! Of course not!" I shouted frustrated.

"Oh please, how many girls have been in your bed since me huh? Because I can tell you how many guys have been in mine, zero!" She was breathing heavily.

"I didn't sleep with that girl! She's some psycho bitch who conned her way into my apartment and then snuck in my bed while I was sleeping. I had no idea she was even there for half of our phone call!"

"Oh congrats for you Niall! You didn't sleep with someone while you were single. But guess when you did sleep with someone, when I thought you were my boyfriend." She started crying now and I wiped away a few tears with my thumbs. "It hurts Niall. That I wasn't good enough for you."

"Your more than good enough princess." I kissed her forehead feeling like crying myself but I didn't want to upset her more. "You have to believe me, your everything I've ever wanted. I'm the worlds biggest idiot for letting you slip away for something so stupid. I didn't even realize how much I needed you but these last few weeks have been hell. I need you back Emma, I don't even know how I lived for twenty years without knowing you."

"I dont think- you can't just expect me to forgive you Niall. How do I know that the next time we fight you won't get drunk and do the same thing."

"Because knowing what its like to be without you, I would never make that mistake or any other to make me lose you again." I looked into her eyes so she knew I meant that with everything I have. She had tears rolling down her cheeks. I kissed one away before pulling her face into my chest and rubbing her hair as she cried. She clutched on to the sides of my shirt and the feeling brought butterflies to my stomach. I pulled her closer in to me.

"I need time Niall." That crushed me a little but it was better than her telling me to fuck off. "I'm under a lot of stress right now. Its the end of the semester so I have a shit ton of finals. Plus theres a lot of family drama."

"I'll wait for you."

"No, I cant ask that of you. I just need some time to think. Maybe we can just be friends for now."

Friends. The word every guy in love doesn't want to hear. I don't think I could ever handle just being her friend. "Emma," I sighed. "I don't know if I can do that."

"Well I'm not ready to rush back into a relationship with you yet. Everything just moved too quickly with us. We barely got to know eachother. I think being friends for now is exactly what we need."

I groaned, if this was all she was willing to give me then I would have to take it. For now. I'm not going to stop trying for her to be with me. "Fine, friends." The word disgusted me.

"Good, I'm way too drunk for this. I need my bed."

I chuckled and pulled her along with me, my arm around her waist. "Lets get out of here, yeah?"

"Yes please. Wait I need to find Louis first he has our room keys."

"Okay-" Wait what?! "Your sharing a room with Louis? What about Tara?"

"Relax dad, yes I'm sharing a room with Louis, it's not like we're sharing beds. And Tara's with Liam, duh."

I chose to ignore the fact that she just 'duh'd me. "Your not sharing a room with him." I told her sternly. She rolled her eyes and walked towards the VIP section. I was quick to keep up with her.

We got to the table and everyone looked at us curiously. Probably because we were next to eachother and she wasnt trying to rip my head off.
"Louis , I need a room key. I'm going to head back."

"Okay," he said skeptically. He handed her the key and looked between the both of us. "Are you too back-"

"No!" Emma cut him off. "We're friends."

Louis looked at me curiously. "Yep friends." I agreed. I handed Louis my room key. "Stay with Harry tonight mate. I think I'll strangle him in his sleep if I'm near him. I'll take your bed." Louis agreed knowing how pissed off I was at Harry. There's no way I could share a room with him that night.
"Come on best buddie." I hooked my arm with Emma's and walked her out of the club.

As I expected there were paparazzi everywhere. They were going batshit crazy over Emma and I being together. I heard millions of different questions thrown at us from all directions. We ignored them and I helped her into the small black car that dropped me off. I sat close to Emma with my arm around her. Like I said, I'm not going to stop fighting to make her mine. That meant I couldn't let her forget her feelings for me. She rested her head on my shoulder closing her eyes. I knew it was because she was drubk and tired but a part of me knew she wanted to be close to me as well. We got back to the hotel and she was fast asleep. I smiled at how beautiful and peaceful she was. I scooped her up bridal style and carried her inside. We went through the back entrance so luckily there were no fans or papz to wake her up.

I managed to get the hotel room door open with her still in my arms. I could hold her forever. I sighed at the loss of contact as I gently placed her in her bed. I took off her heels before tucking her under the covers. She stirred slightly as I brushed the back of my fingers over her alcohol flushed red cheeks. I kissed her forehead and began to back away and lay down in Louis' bed.

"Sleep with me." Her small raspy voice pleaded as she clutched my hand. I hadn't even known she woke up.

"Course," I gave her hand a slight squeeze and an overwhelming sense of joy filled me. I quickly stripped out of my shirt and jeans. I felt her watching me as I slipped on a pair of Louis' sweat pants assuming she would be uncomfortable if I were in just boxers.

I laid down next to her and realized she was still in her dress.
"Did you want to change?" She nodded her head and got off the bed shuffling over to her duffel bag in her still drunken state. She didnt even tell me to look away as she lifted her dress over her head and changed into a t-shirt and pajama shorts. She looked so hot and I had to control my thoughts. I doubted she would react well to me having a boner. When she was done she hopped back into bed with me. To my suprise she snuggled close to my side. I smiled happily and held her close to me soaking up the feeling.

"Goodnight Niall," she mumbled already half asleep.

"Goodnight Princess." I let out a content sigh. One thought kept roaming through my mind before I fell into the best sleep I had in three weeks. 'Friends definitely didnt hold eachother like this.'

Notes

Thanks again for every nice comment! It feels great knowing people are enjoying this story! I'm trying to update more often! Thanks again for reading!! Oh and the song Emma sings is 'Thinking Of You' by Kesha, incase the YouTube link didn't work.