Emily gets in the driver's seat and drives them to Nick's house.
"Why here?", Emma questions.
Emily smiles and says, "We need to tell him about it."
"Okay", she says and gets out of the car as soon as they reach the place.
Nick's home is beautiful. There are a lot of flower plants and a variety of decoration leaf plants surrounding his house. By the looks of it, she understands that it's not him that did all of it because this dude is not a plant lover but Emily is.
Emma smiles to herself as she thinks about this and walks in along with Emily and she goes into the kitchen.
Emma looks around to find Nick but he is nowhere. She goes to the balcony and finds him staring into nowhere, his cheeks wet. Was he crying?!
"Nickholas?", She calls, her accent changing into Italian.
She clears her throat and calls him again. He turns and looks at her.
She can't believe it. He is crying. "Hey......... Are you okay?"
Nick quickly wipes his face, forcing a smile but fails terribly. "Hey, Emma."
She cups his face in her hands and squishes his face. "Nick, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing", he quickly replies and tries to squirm away from her but she pulls him into a hug.
I don't know what happened to him but I could care less about the reason. All that matters is my best friend.
"What are you doing?"
Emma pulls herself out of the hug and looks at Emily with pitiful eyes.
Emily's eyes shift to Nick's and her heart melts. "What happened, babe?"
Emma's eyes widen in surprise as this is the first time she ever hears Emily call someone Baby. Except her.
She was being a brat one day and Emily called her a baby.
Seriously, how long have they been dating? One month or one week? I can't understand these people.
"I'm fine, Emily. It's just family matters", he speaks avoiding eye contact with Emily.
Emily crosses her arms on her chest and frowns. "Am I not a family, Nick?"
He looks at her. "You are my family but-"
"How long have you guys been dating?", interrupts Emma who is dying with curiosity.
"4 months", Emily answers for Nick.
Emma is taken aback. "What? You--", she says pointing at Nick with a shocked expression and softly says, "But you told me that you've only started to date a week ago? Why didn't you tell me?"
Emily stands in front of Nick as if her sister would steal him from her and says, "I told him to say so because I don't want you ruining things for me."
As soon as the words leave her mouth, she regrets it. What the hell did I just say?
Emily shut her mouth placing a hand on her mouth and stares ahead.
Emma stands without an expression and a gaping mouth. She stares at her sister unblinking. "You- you don't trust me with your boyfriend?"
Emily shakes her head regretting everything she said as Nick stands behind her bewildered by what was happening. Emily doesn't trust her sister with me? Why? He thinks with a shock.
Emma's eyes start to itch by minute, feeling the tears building behind, and feels herself heating up like a teapot. "You don't trust me!?", She screams at the top of her lungs and cough.
Emily takes a step ahead to hold her hand but Emma takes two steps back to turn around and storm out.
Emily's eyes almost bulge out. "I fucked up."
"Yeah you did", chimes in Nick earning a death glare from her.
Emma rushes in, almost hitting and breaking Niall's valuable belongings.
I can't. I can't. She cries not knowing what she is doing or where she is going.
In a quick movement, she trips on the stair and fall right on some coffee-like smelling wall.
"I'll get lost. I'll leave you alone." She cries again hugging the wall.
And it taps on the back of my shoulder?
Niall taps on her shoulder, terrified of what she's doing. Please stop hugging me! He thinks trying to squirm away but stops momentarily when she says, "Even my boss doesn't like me, I'm such a mess!"
"Emma?", He calls her and she slowly raises her head to look at the talking wall.
Walls can talk now. Great.
His face morphs into a disgusted face as he looks down at her messy face with smudged mascara and eyeliner flowing down her face. Smudged lipstick and she looks like an ugly ghost with depression.
Instead of asking if everything was alright, Niall spats dryly, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"