Forever & Always. (One Direction)

Chapter 8

Louis' POV

After Emmy went into the bathroom, I looked around her room. Nothing had changed, quite honestly. Everything is exactly how I remember. I remember all the nights I would spent here, with my best friend. I was glancing around when my eyes stopped on a specific journal.

But not just any journal....Emmy's DIARY. A little peek won't hurt, right? I asked myself. I skimmed through the pages, the beginning was mostly about school and summer and such, but then they got more...serious.

"Dear diary,

I was with him again today. I wish I could tell him how I feel, but I'm just too scared. I'm scared I'll get rejected because I'm not pretty. All I have is wavy brown hair and blue eyes. I'm nothing special. He has eyes that look like the sea. You could drown staring in them. I know, because I have plenty of times. I hope I finally build up the courage to tell him, before it's too late.

-Emmy."

Now who could that be about? Surely it couldn't be me, could it?.. I skipped ahead, only reading small parts, until one specific entry caught my eye.

"Dear diary,

Why does this have to happen to me? Connor was so sweet in the beginning, then he turned into a monster. Why isn't he the sweet, loving, kind boyfriend he was in the beginning? Why does he continue to mentally and ph-"

Before I could finish reading, the bathroom doorknob wiggled, so I quickly closed the diary, putting it in it's previous spot and laying back on the bed. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" I asked her.

She replied, "I don't know, I guess when tomorrow comes we'll think of something." I nodded. "So how are you?" I asked. We haven't had a normal conversation since she came to stay with us like this until tonight. She shrugged. "Okay, I guess. It was really boring without you. I had nothing to do. A lot has happened." She laughed nervously. "Like what?" I asked her. She immediately stopped laughing and tensed up. Why'd she do that?

"Oh, nothing really. Oh hey, you know I almost drowned at the river one time?" She said. My eyes widened. "You WHAT?!?" I yelled, pulling her in a hug. "Are you okay? Did you diieeee?" I asked, searching her head for any injuries. She laughed.

"Louis, of course I didn't die. I'm very much alive. It's not a big deal. I just slipped and fell and hit my head on a rock and I was bleeding but my dad was there to save me. I was showing him our spot." She explained how she got hurt like it was no big deal. "Oh my gosh I'm so so sorry I should have been there to save you!" I yelled, pulling her into another hug. She laughed and pulled away.

"Again, Louis it's fine. You have a life too! You couldn't be there for me every step of the day." She got quieter by the end of the sentence. "Well I should've been.." I mumbled. I can't believe Emmy could have died. If her dad wouldn't have been there, and she would have died, I honestly don't know what I'd do. I'd probably go insane.

I closed my eyes, trying to think about who she was talking about in the first entry I read. And the last one I read, who was Connor? And what was he doing so badly that Emmy called him a monster? A million thoughts swam in my mind. The first entry I read, she talked about not being pretty. How can she not think she's pretty? Emmy is beautiful. That entry couldn't be about me....could it?

I rubbed my eyes and closed them, taking a deep breath. I heard someone take a quiet, deep breath next to me, meaning Emmy had laid down. I opened my eyes and just stared at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. I heard Emmy talk beside me. "What're you thinking about, Lou?" She asked. I rolled over on my side to face her.