Short Stories of the Boys: One Direction

Photography Liam

All afternoon Liam had been playing his new game you had just bought him as a surprise. He was so concentrated on his game that he hadn't noticed you laid your head on his lap placing your feet on the arm rest of the couch. You had been scrolling threw couples photography all day, pinning your favorite pictures. One picture showed a man pulling a girl into his side and kissed her temple. Another picture of him laying on his back in the grass as she had her legs on either side of him, hands intertwined as she leaned in giving him a kiss.

As you saw how happy and cute each couple was, it made you realises the only pictures you had with Liam were the pictures a friend would take of the two of you or the selfies on your camera roll.

"Liam?" You asked finally breaking the silence.

"Yeh baby?" He said not taking his eyes off the television screen.

"Why can't we be cute?" You keep your eyes on the screen not wanting to look at Liam.

"I think you're cute baby." He said lending down to kiss your soft lips.

"No Liam. We don't have any cute pictures of the two of us." You whined moving your head to see Liams handsome face covered in little hairs.

"Oh I'm sure we do. I take our picture all the time. Go through my phone and have a few printed. Just, not certain ones." he said with a wink.

"No, Payno. I don't want your bum cheeks all over my wall." You giggled.

"Technically, it's my walls. And that's hurtful!" He acted offended.

"Oh, don't pull that on me! I said as soon as you asked me to move in Id help you pay for this place, but you insisted I didn't!" Your hand reached up and cupped Liams chin, slowly moving your fingers to his mouth to shut him up.

"I want to go get pictures! Of the two of us! Where we dress alike and sit in uncomfortable positions to take cute pictures. Pleaseeeee!" You asked Liam and he said no at first but a little bit of skin fell out of your shirt and got you exactly where you wanted.

A month later, Liam had on a navy button up shirt and his dark blue jeans. You had on a white v-neck with a navy sweater. He found a nice pair of brown Allen Edmond to wear for shoes and you wore a high healed pair of boots coming up to your knees. Your hair was long and curled and Liams was in a perfect quiff.

"Your hair looks nice." You said with a giggle pressing your lips to Liams.

"You look beautiful." He smiled you smiled back. The two of you were set and ready for your two o'clock appointment with the photographer. Liam drove down to the area of grass where you were to meet the photographer. It was a beautiful scenery of just bright green grass, multi colored flowers, and a clear blue sky.

"We should have just gotten married today, the weather is absolutely perfect." You told Liam as his arms were wrapped around yours. He stood behind you with his head on your shoulder as you looked a the river water running. The photographer had not arrived so the two of you got a little flirty, since no one was around to see. Giving and stealing small kisses here and there finally just allowing Liam's tongue to have dominance over yours.

"No baby, the day you and I get married, it will poor down rain, in a hard storm..knowing our luck."

"Wait, Liam, you've thought about it? Getting married?" You turned your head to see his eyes. He had no chance to reply seeing the photographer walk up.

"Hi" she said smiling. "I'm Amanda. And you must be..the Paynes." She said checking her clipboard.

"The Paynes? We're not married." You whispered to Liam.

"Hush, just go with it. Not yet were not." Liam whispered back. "Yeh that's us" he said shaking her hand.

She positioned the two of you in a cheesy way. He had his hands wrapped around your waste as your neck reached up to him. He kissed your nose as the two of you laughed. He picked you up and held you, in the famous bridal position. All the pictures were cheesy. They were cute but they weren't you and Liam. So finally, you said

"Liam let's dance."

He looked at you in a questionable way, but did anyway. He took your small hands into his and began to spin you around. He led you in a dance by the flowing water where a few pink flowers bloomed. The both of you giggled, Liam kissed your nose, you kissed him, his forehead rest against yours. Lucky, the photographer captured the moments. It wasn't fake or staged. It was you and Liam. The both of you being silly.

A week later, prints of the two of you came in the mail. There was a simple black and white photo of him holding your hands spinning you around smiling at each other. You held it up to show Liam, the two of you feel instantly in love with the special moment captured. You hung it in your living room and each day you saw it, it reminded you of how goofy your big Liam was, but also how much you loved that goon.

-Emily.