They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

3 Weeks Later.

There's no way to explain it. How one of the people I hated most in the world went from being well so loathed to my best friend. There is no way at all to explain how in only 3 weeks. 21 days. Liam Payne became my other half.

I wince at the thought now, rolling over in bed. My other half. Just like he once was.....

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!! The cow goes moooooo. BEEP BEEP BEEP!!

I burst out laughing as I hear it repeat again. Smiling I slam down on the off button and my head feels......there's no word for this either. This feeling of utter bliss. Everything's been going perfect for me. Oops guess I just jinxed that there but honestly since I'm writing this now you have to know it's going to go bad eventually. I even knew it.

I grab my phone off the stand it'd been charging on and dial the numbers I know by heart.

"Hello?" I hear his sleepy voice and know he's faking.

"LIAM JAMES PAYNE!" I screech. I hear him laughing on other side, knowing I take any and every excuse to use his full name. "You know what I woke up to this morning??? Oh why am I even asking!?! Of course you do!! Why yes and a little pig goes oink."

He continues to cackle and soon I've joined in, a wide smile stretching my face in ways it still hasn't gotten used to yet.

I press my hand to my forehead as if trying to capture this feeling-these thoughts rocketing through my head. I walk to the bathroom as he tells me about all the fun he and Niall had recording my alarm and raiding my fridge while I had been out actually picking up their dinner!!

I wouldn't complain though.

I couldn't.

I wouldn't be ungrateful either-having this amazing person thrust into my life. So far I'd only met Niall out of the group though. And so far that's all I wanted.

Liam and I had avoided the topic of the bullying campaign at all costs this last week but I knew my stubbornness was going to get the best of me soon enough.

"We workin' on lit skit today?" I look at my lips in the mirror as they move to formulate the words. I'd never kissed a boy. Well once in 7th grade at a dance actually but I didn't like him like I should have. There was no connection. No magic...

"Of course!" Liam says automatically and I can't help but giggle, knowing he's smiling his classic grin. My smile. Reserved and cherished by me.

"Good." My smugness creeps into my tone but I know he won't care. "You thinkin' maybe 11:30?" I suggest, glancing at the clock I keep on the counter so that I know how long I've been in the shower.

"Mhmmm." He drags the word out. "I'll bring lunch." I hear the 2 beeps signalling his hang up and sigh, knowing he did this only so that I wouldn't argue. He was weird in that way. A good way.

I take a good long shower, savouring every warm second of it and inhaling the inviting scents of all the soaps I have. By the time I get out its been 35 minutes and the clock reads 9:18.

I get dressed lazily at first, slipping into a pair of running shorts and a sweater shirt, so that I can clean while being comfortable.

It's not that Liam hasn't seen my place as a wreck but I'm not sure our friendship really allows bras to be thrown everywhere. I toss most of the stuff littered around my bed into the dirty clothes, save the select few items I deemed clean enough to be hung back up.

Once finished I inspect my work-giving the room a thorough look. The "living room" is pristine as always seeing as it's rarely used. It's not even a room or anything. It's a square in the corner with one small step down to it's level. I like the whole concept of it but it's only used when I have enough time to watch TV and even then I end up just falling asleep on the coach. A couple old friends have crashed there. I can't help but wonder if Liam will have too one day....

I walk back into the bathroom and check my hair. I let it air dry and now it has a slight wave to it. I grimace at it's color. I was blonde once. When I was extremely little. Then I went light brown then dark then red then light again then gingerish and now it's a mix of everything. It's all natural at least-I would never even consider dying my hair. And while some say its quite beautiful I just wish it'd make up it's mine and stick to one color for good.

It doesn't look bad so I decide against putting it up and brush my teeth instead.

I check the clock again. 10:53. 37 minutes until I see Liam. I laugh at the childish grin that automatically spreads across my face and head back out to change and get my books ready.

By the time he arrives I've switched into a loose sweater and American eagle skinny jeans and have my book bag unzipped. He takes one look at me and I can tell from the warmth in his eyes he approves of my warm choice.

He's been so protective lately.

Aren't you cold? Here take my jacket.

You sure you're not hungry? We can split my food anyway.

Checked out next months reading list for world history yet? I grabbed you a copy too when I got mine.

I always insisted on repaying him at least. I didn't want to impose. Of course he was filthy rich so it shouldn't matter but I have morals and ideals. And then again so was I...

Liam brings Starbucks and some homemade rice dish for lunch and we eat it while discussing our plan of action but we get off topic after a little as I notice flurries out the window. I want to go out immediately.

I throw on a warm scarf and pull on my uggs while Liam watches me from the door.

"Careful-it might be slick." He warns as I step out onto the porch. I smile at the worry in his voice despite myself and fly down the steps into the street.

Twirling, swirling, and giggling I am enveloped in a hurricane of icy flakes. In other words I'm in heaven. I've always loved snow since I was a little kid.

When I stop to look around, realizing I'd forgotten about Liam, I feel warm arms wrap around me from behind. He holds me in place so I can't move or in his words make some klutz out of myself and break my butt somehow.

When he speaks I am expecting some warning or advice against my carefree spinning but instead his warm breath is on my neck. In my hair. Sending shock waves throughout my body.

"Nice isn't it?" He asks and I feel it everywhere. The spread of heat-of feeling.

"Yeah" I whisper back, my voice as gentle as the wind which safely carries the flurries to the ground.

I tilt my head back against his chest and look up at the sky. This wasn't something I had wanted.

Expected.

But that doesn't make it any less wonderful.

Hmmm?? Kinda weird huh? Well it's just gonna get even more from here!! Haha don't worry though-its a good weird. :)

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