When In Cancun

Niall's P.O.V.

It had been a month since I had last seen Emma. We kept in touch a bit, but not as much as I would have liked. I tried hard to reach out to her. I called her everyday for the first two weeks but eventually just stuck to texting finding that I had a better chance at a response that way. Still she wasn't very enthusiastic with her responses. It hurt when I would hear Louis video chatting with her. She just seemed so happy talking to him, laughing constantly. It was nice to be able to hear her laugh some way at least. I always made him room with me hoping to be able to join in on their Skype calls. Plus I was still pretty annoyed with Harry for trying to get with Emma. He did apologize saying he was drunk. I forgave him but it still angers me if I'm being honest. I just let it go though, not wanting tension within the band and things have pretty much gone back to normal with us. I really thought things were turning around for Emma and I as well, especially after she kissed me. Then this stupid shit with Demi had to fuck everything up. I know it was managements doing. They constantly have been trying to make me seen with Demi in public. Normally I wouldn't even mind. Demi is a cool girl and a good friend, but I don't want to give Emma the wrong idea. But I can only refuse managements requests for so long. I've been forced out twice in the past month with Demi, once to the movies and the other to dinner. Paparazzi were everywhere and I wasn't surprised, knowing management tipped them off. I can only pray Emma hasn't looked at the articles but I get the feeling she has.

We were finally landing in JFK. Just knowing I'm so close to her makes my heart race. She's been home from school for about two weeks for summer break. That means I am literally a half hour away from her. We have our first show tonight at the Jones Beach theater in Wantagh, Long Island, literally so close to her home town. She told me how she used to go to so many concerts there while in high school.

I sent her a few backstage passes for tonight's show and tomorrow's. I know Tara's coming for Liam and I hope that means Emma will come as well. I know she said she would but that was before this Demi crap. She said she believed me that it wasn't true but it didn't sound convincing.

We arrived at the theater and it was pretty cool, right on the water. Many amazing legends have played here and it's quite an honor. We all got out for our sound check and someone took our bags to our hotel in the city. Fans filled the parking lots waiting to hear us rehearse. I smiled widely, never getting used to the feeling. We were led through the crowd, signing a few things here and there until we made it backstage. After a long excruciating sound check we had a few hours to kill before the show. We weren't allowed to leave the arena so we just fooled around with the 5SOS boys and ate some dinner. Finally it was time to get ready and I was nervous but not because I was about to perform in front of thousands. I was finally going to see Emma again. I texted asking if she was coming and sat patiently while Lou styled my hair. I dressed in my usual concert attire and walked out to the lounge room where the rest of the boys were chilling until the show. That's when I froze. I first noticed Tara laughing next to Liam, the two were practically on top of each other. Then I saw the familiar brown hair, although it was straightened, which wasn't usual for her, but I could tell it was the exact beautiful shade of brown. Her back was to me as she talked with the other boys.

I took a deep breath and walked over to her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Emma," I cooed softly. She turned around and I took a step back surprised as I heard the deafening scream leave her lips. Only they weren't her lips. It wasn't Emma but it looked a hell of a lot like her, just younger and not as beautiful. The unknown girl got up and tackled me in a hug.

"Oh my! You smell just like your sweatshirt Emma never takes off. My mom practically had to wrestle it from her last week just to wash it. I never saw her cry so much, it was hilarious. Oh shit don't tell her I said that." The girl covered her mouth in horror. I then realize this must be her sister, Becca or Bella, I forget. I smiled at what she just admitted to me though. She still wears my sweatshirt from that night on the beach. That was a good sign, but where was she?

"Um you must be Emma's little sister," I stuck out my hand chuckling slightly as she gushed at me.

"I'm Bella, I've heard quite a bit about you Horan."

"Oh?" I smirked. "Where is she?" I asked looking around to see if I could spot her anywhere.

"Uh, she couldn't make it." Bella told me awkwardly. My heart sunk. She couldn't or didn't want to?

"I get it," I nodded sadly.

"She wanted to! She just had some business type meeting with our grandfather. Something like that. She said she would come tomorrow."

"Sure. Okay" I sighed and plopped on a couch next to Louis. My mood totally shot.

"Don't worry, I talked to her mate. She really had something to do. You'll see her tomorrow." Louis assured me, I nodded feeling slightly better. I was still bummed since I thought she would be here tonight. I pulled out my phone and noticed she replied to my text. My fingers scrambled frantically to open it.

I'm sorry, I can't make it! I sent my little sister though, she begged. I hope she doesn't freak you out to much. I'll see you tomorrow though, if you can? Oh and don't listen to a thing Bella says about me!!

I smiled happily, it's crazy how easily she can lift or lower my mood. This girl had such a hold over me and it honestly scared me just how much. I answered her quickly smiling like a nut.

Disappointed you weren't here but you'll definitely see me tomorrow. And too late about the last part, let me know if you need a new sweatshirt since the other one was washed! ;)

To my surprise she answered quickly.

I'm going to kill her! Tell her she's dead. >:(

Don't be embarrassed love it's cute. If I had your jumper I wouldn't wash it either.

I chuckled knowing she would probably blush at that. I felt the couch dip next to me and looked to see Bella.

"Texting my sister?" She asked and I nodded smiling to myself.

"She wants you back you know."

I sighed and rubbed my face. "If that's true she knows she has me in a second. All she has to do is say the word and I'm hers." I admitted shamelessly.

"She's just scared."

"What can I do to change that. I'll do anything to win her back."

"Well," she began. "Doing a big big amazingly big favor for her baby sister might just help." She smiled hopefully and crossed her fingers.

"You name it," I lit up at the idea of helping her family.

" I kind of am having a big sweet sixteen in the middle of summer and am looking for a band, otherwise I'll have to get some lame DJ-"

"Consider it done." I cut her off and she squealed attacking me with a hug.

"Wait but what if you have a show that night."

"We don't have shows every night so send me the details and I'll talk to our manager. If we definitely can't make it I'll hook you up with someone else." I told her and she looked like she could pass out. I smiled hoping Emma would be happy with me. "Hey but do me a favor and don't tell Emma yet."

"Okay, your seriously so nice. I thought you would just laugh and tell me to get lost. Emma really is so lucky and needs to get her head out of her ass! Thank you, thank you, so much Niall!" She gave me another tight hug which I returned. This girl was like the complete opposite of Emma but she reminded me of her so much at the same time. I was happy to help her out.


Emma's P.O.V.

I sat at the overly fancy restaurant bored as ever. Texting Niall actually seemed to brighten my mood a bit, something it hasn't done in a while. I know I have been distant with him lately and I honestly do feel bad because I promised we could be friends. I always answer his texts it's just hard to talk to him on the phone. I know he told me Demi is only a friend, but it's hard to see pictures of them together. She's his ex girlfriend and their spending all of this time together. I know I have no right to be angry because he's not my boyfriend. It's really none of my business who he hangs out with. But come on, no girl wants to see the guy they like on dates with their ex. Especially when there ex is freaking Demi Lovato for crying out loud, and I'm just me. Why in hell would someone like him choose me over her?

"Emma, put the phone away. The Mahoney's will be here any minute." Grandfather warned and I sighed, putting it away before I could answer Niall. Just then Seth and his grandfather approached our table. Things have gotten much better between us after he came clean about not being gay. I'm still pissed as hell but I would miss his friendship too much. It's still weird to think that he likes girls, specifically me. Neither of us have brought up his declaration of love, and I sure as hell won't be the first to. I'd rather continue as friends without it getting more awkward than it already is. Our grandfathers are big business partners and arranged this meeting with us. For what? I have no clue. They greeted us and took a seat at the table.

"As you both know we have a big event coming up for the merging of our new business deal." My grandfather started. "Bart and I have this vision." Oh god. "We think it would do great things for this arrangement if our grandchildren were to be promoters in a way." I just gaped at him. "We know you too get along very well. We aren't asking too much. Just a few public appearances. You show up at this event together, and to all of William's campaigns. Only for publicity nothing more, what you do outside of the public eye won't be our concern."

"No! What the fuck?" I shouted at him and Bart Mahoney seemed surprised by my language but I could give two shits. I loved Seth, like a brother, a best friend, I mean I thought he was gay for two years. I am not going to do this, no way. What would Niall think? That was all I was concerned about. Although he doesn't seem concerned about me, spending all that time with Demi.

"Watch your language young lady. You have no choice. You will do this for your family." He scolded. I looked over to Seth who was already looking at me sympathetically. This wasn't fair to him either. If he really did 'love' me, then this would just pain him more, pretending to be together with me. Especially when there was no chance of my feelings being reciprocated.

"Grandad," Seth started, "You can't make her do this." He pleaded looking at his own grandfather.

"I'm not making her, I'm making you. She will do it because she respects her family as will you."
Seth groaned and leaned back in his chair running his hands over his face. I knew he felt bad about this, and he was probably hurt by my obvious dismissal.

"I'll do it," I sighed. And both grandparents looked at me smiling approvingly, knowing they always get what they want. I noticed Seth's shocked gaze.

We talked more about the plans, and it didn't seem so horrible. He was a good friend so we wouldn't make it awkward. We would just have fun with it. I didn't know if I should warn Niall about this. I mean he probably wouldn't hear about it anyway. It's not like he reads New York papers or magazines and he would have no reason to follow my uncles campaign. If he can spend time with Demi than I can be seen at public events with a good friend. Besides Niall and I weren't even together, no matter how much I wanted to be. So neither of us had a right to be angry about who the other spent their time with.

Notes

Okay, I know it's been forever and I apologize! I have been swamped with finals. I'm going to try for another update today or tomorrow! I'm sorry again, and don't be mad about this! I know it's moving a bit slow but I promise it will pick up in the next chapter or two!!