Something I Need (One Direction FanFic)

Au Revoir

Liam's POV
It's been two days since Nat left my house. Two days since I got a frantic call from Zayn asking if I knew where she had gone. Two days since anyone has heard from her.
I haven't slept well, my eyes are sore, and I have an ache in the pit of my stomach. Where could she be?
I sit at my table just finishing my dinner when I hear a pounding on my door.
I stand and walk over to answer it weary because it's around 8:00 and I wasn't expecting anyone. I open my front door and my jaw drops.
"Nat?" I ask and she barges in. She walks into my living room and paces the joint, while I continue to stand at the door. She wears something different from the last time I saw her; now she wears shorts and a cream-colored button up.
I walk to my living room where she continues to be, burning wholes into my carpet with her stare. "Um..." I say but she begins to talk.
"I've been reading lately," She begins finally looking at me, "in this book it notes all the symptoms I've had for the past five days: I haven't been eating, I've been lethargic, I've been seeing things, and I've been on edge. With the information I've gathered from both my pre-medicine and psychology predisposition, I've concluded that it's one thing." She stops dead in her tracks and she finally looks at me.
"I'm dying."
I didn't know my jaw could drop anymore, but it's scrapping the ground now. "What?" Is all that I could think to say.
"It's frivolous to go in to detail now but I need to test my theory, and I'm sorry I have to put you through this." She says walking towards me.
I stand rigid unsure what will happen but all she does is touch my cheek making my body ache for her. She runs her fingers through my hair; my hands shoot out from my sides and grab her hips pulling her into my body.
She rises to her toes and her lips brush my neck as she whispers in my ear. "I love you Liam Payne."
I can no longer hold back and I kiss her. I feel the pit in my stomach turn to fire as I lust for her. I feel her lips stop moving against mine and she becomes limp in my arms. "Natalie!" I say opening my eyes and hold her.
Her eyes wide open as if she seen a ghost. I pick her up and carry her to my couch but I still cradle her in my arms as we sit.
I brush her hair back as her eyes begin to slowly focus in on me again. "Liam, I was right." She says her voice coming out hoarse.

Nat's POV
"Liam, I was right." I say my voice unrecognizable to myself.
I lay there in Liam's arms unmoving recovering from the things I saw. When his lips touched mine I remembered. I remembered Liam picking me up from London to Barcelona, Zayn taking me to the beach, Louis, Liam and I swimming out to sea...me drowning. I am dying, I will die.
"Natalie, please talk to me. Please, Nat." Liam says rocking me in his arms.
I take a deep breath and sit up in his arms. Liam holds on to me tight not breaking eye contact. "Liam I need to tell you something."
"What...?" He starts but I put my fingers to his lips. I rest my head in the crook of his neck and I start from the beginning.
"I was moving out of my dorm that day when you arrived. You were in between concerts and you surprised me. We spent the day packing and moving boxes to Harry's home." I tell him every detail I can remember and that in my version we never fought and all the way up to the beach.
"Liam I was drowning and I never woke up." I say finally looking at him from his neck.
He's rocking me now running his fingers through my hair making me putty in his hands. "If you are right and then this isn't real? I'm not real? Then how long would you have?" He says resting his chin on the top of my head.
I sit up in his lap, straddling him, making me above eye level but blocking any view. I cup his face with my hands and his eyes close, as he quietly hums. "How long Natalie?" He asks, his eyes starting to brim with tears.
I caress his cheek and then rest my hands on his shoulders. "Two days." I sigh. He holds me closer, hugging me to his chest. "But that's only if I'm right Liam; I don't know if I'm right." I say trying to comfort him, but I know I'm for certain.
He opens his eyes and looks at me. "If this is true I need to tell you this. I've never stopped loving you Natalie Gold, and I never will." He says taking his hand in mine and interlacing our fingers. "I love you Natalie." He says tucking a stray hair behind my ear.
My eyes begin to water and I kiss his lips and then wrap him in a hug, burying my head in the crook of his neck again.
I breathe him in. I don't want to be right.But I remember the theory I read and re-read for the last days and the day I moved out of my dorm: That before you die in those last seven seconds you see your life flash before your eyes, even adding to the years you've never gotten to live. So somehow my subconscious must have created this alternate universe making Zayn and Liam fight over me and I finally realize that I love Liam James Payne.
"I love you Liam." I say into his neck.
"I love you Nat." He says his voice low. "But Nat, this is crazy. How do you know this isn't real? You have no proof." He asks questioning my logic.
"You're right I don't, but I know it is." I say looking at him, my tears drying. "It's an overwhelming feeling that takes over." I say my voice even.
"So you are saying this, this isn't real." As he says this he runs his hands slowly up my thighs making my skin hot to his touch. "Or this?" He says leaning in and kissing down my neck to above my collar bone sucking the skin lightly.
My stomach flutters as his hands move up body as he stops at my shirt buttons. He begins to slowly unbutton each one looking me in the eyes as each one comes undone and I with it. "Is. This. Not. Real?"
"Liam." I say gasping. But before I say more our lips come crashing together. My frustration, my doubt, my love, my lust comes out in our kisses. My hands run through his hair and down his shirt.
He removes his hands from my scarcely-clad body and yanks off his shirt throwing it behind him. I feel his toned muscles and as they move when he reaches for my bum to lift me from the couch and carry me to his bedroom.
He sits me down on his bed as he removes the rest of my shirt. He lies on top of me propping himself up in a plank with his arms resting beside my semi-bare torso. We continue to assault each other with hot sloppy kisses.
"Is it real now?" He whispers in my ear making my body shiver.
"Yes."