If The Shoe Fits {A 1D/Liam FanFic} {Sequel To Head Over Sneakers}

Chapter Three - Giraffes

Liam's {Flabbergasted} Point of View

I did not know what I should expect at today's meet and greet, but I definitly did not expect that. 

I've never been so glad that someone just popped back into my life. It is quite an odd sensation when suddenly a huge part of your life from 2 years ago in a way comes back to haunt you. 

Suddenly some of my memories with Ellie come flashing back to me. 

Pressing the penthouse button countless times, I nervously tapped my foot. How would Cindy be?

When I finally arrived at our floor, I strided over to Niall, Cindy, and Harry's room, noticing the door was open a crack. Uh! Didn't they notice that this was a major safety problem? There could be tons of creepy men creeping around with creepy guns on the creepy penthouse floor of a creepy hotel!

I barged in to find Ellie and Cindy lying next to each other casually on a bed. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. They were safe and sound.

Ellie got up from the bed, while Cindy sat up. Ellie walked towards me, looking at me like I was crazy. I rushed up to her and hugged her way too tightly. She was safe. A creepy guy hadn't creeped her out with a creepy weapon. I didn't let go until she semi-croaked out of lack of air to her lungs.

Ellie eyed me up and down. "Hello to you too. Um, why aren't you fully clothed?"

Cindy laughed into her hand. "Huh, it's not the best look for you..." She said.

"The fans took my shirt." I proclaimed. "And I didn't get a new one because I wanted to get here straight away to make sure that you girls were okay. New York City is dangerous."

Ellie laughed and fake-whispered to Cindy, "Yeah, I think he's a 44 C cup." They erupted into obnoxious little girl laughter lying next to each other on the bed. 

What? I had come back early (and without a shirt, thank you) to make sure they were okay and they were estimating my bra size?

"Watch out!" I bellowed, and jumped (quite stupidly) at the space between them on the bed. However, I'd never had good aim... I was more of a runner. I ending up landing on Ellie and practically crushing her with my weight.

"Oww!" She laughed.

"That's for telling the boys about the bra incident!" I yelped.

Cindy tried to gasp for air from her excessive laughing as Ellie tried to push me off her. Somehow (I knew she was stronger than me!) she pushed me off and to her side. 

The three of us lay there laughing our heads off: Cindy (laughing like a seal and clapping her hands), Ellie (laughing at my shame), and me (laughing at a tiny girl like Ellie being stronger than me). 

It felt good to laugh.

I sighed. Had I ever really realized how much I had enjoyed myself with them? Another memory resurfaced.

Ellie glanced over to me. "You know, it was extremely stupid to leave the concert early and get your shirt ripped off." 

A smile tugged at my lips. "Yes, it was."

Ellie sighed and lie down next to me. "I am so tirrreeeeeddddddd. I swear, coffee is the only thing that keeps me running."

I nodded. That sounded accurate. 

Right then, I heard the door open again. Not Harry! Or was it Niall?

My question was answered when Niall walked into the bedroom. "Ellie? Liam?" He asked.