Short Stories of the Boys: One Direction

Liam's Payne

How do you not understand?" You stomped your foot question your boyfriend of 8 and a half months. All day you had been outside sunbathing. Liam said he was working, so you took a day to invite a couple of the girls over for a swim.

"Baby, why is there so many girls here?" His hands were thrown in the air as he began to ask you questions. He had come home early unexpectedly.

"I told you! It was my day off so I invited them!"

"Baby, I'm under so much stress right right now! Extra people around is pushing my mood! And you know that! We agreed to have no one over for awhile. That's why the boys didn't come over like they normally do." His words were harsh as he used a hand to direct him to talk. It was true though. You and Liam agreed to have no one over for awhile because of him being under stress. As well as lately you fought over everything and anything. Small things that shouldn't matter and big things that were important.

"Are you kidding me right now? You weren't supposed to be home for another two hours. They were gonna leave in a hour! I don't understand why you're so upset!" You didn't notice, but you walked closer to each other. Now he was in your face and screaming as you were on your toes to meet his height.

"Oh, okay! So you were going to have a ton of people over with out telling me? You're a brat! You went behind my back!"

"Ugh! Liam! You are seriously pissing me off so much!" You reached up connecting your hand to his face. His head shook from the effect.

His hand grabbed your arm as you looked down to see your bright blue pained toe nails. All of the sudden you felt embarrassed. Embarrassed standing in front of Liam in your light green string bikini. Embarrassed because you hit him. Embarrassed because tears now fell down your face.

"Baby, you wanna tell me what that was?" His hands still held yours as he tried looking into your eyes, his voice low.

"Liam, I'm so-"

He cut you off by putting his hand over your mouth. Since Liam had stormed in the house unexpectedly and you mention to the girls he didn't know they were coming. They left as soon as they saw him, knowing it was time to leave.

"I shouldn't have called you a brat, I got upset."

"Li, I shouldn't have hit you." You said brushing your fingers over his scratchy facial hair. "And yes, it was very awful of me to go behind your back and have people over. I mean, this is your house. I should have gotten permission from you." He chuckled slightly as your small hands reached to stroke his facial hair and now reach into his head full of hair.

"Baby," he kissed your hand "this house is yours too. I was being unreasonable. I guess, just seeing that green bikini really got me going. Will you except my apology?" Liams brown eyes looked right at you as his lips pulled back revealing his bright white smile.

"Yes. Will you except mine?"

"Of course." The two of you both smiled laughing at yourselves for always arguing about stupid little things. His arms scooped you up as he began to walk out the door. Knowing exactly where he was going, you began to undo the buttons on his plaid shirt.

"No no no! Don't throw me!" You screeched gripping onto his shirt.

"Relax, baby. I'm not a jerk." He said putting you on the lawn chair. Watching with a perfect view, his hands unbuckled his pants. Slowly he pulled his pants to his ankles. His eyes looked directly at you, smirking.

"Where's your swim suite, Mr. Payne?" You smirked watching him undress.

"What's the point of a swim suite?" He asked throwing off his plaid shirt. "Join me." He demanded reaching for your hand.

"Demanding are we?" You questioned before accepting his hand. He led you to the stairs of the pool and stepped in. Your small hands reached for his shoulder as he turned around and cradled you his in his arms.

"You gotta lose this." Liam eyes looked down to your green swim suite as your eyes caught his.

"No." All of the sudden, you felt the water hit you and you fell under.

"Liam! How could you?" You questioned not being able to control your smile.

"There's that smile. That smile I love so much." Liam swam back over to you and cupped his hands around your face. Placing kisses all over your nose and cheeks.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you all week. And called you a brat." His nose was against yours, eyes closed.

"It's okay." Liam's long fingers wrapped around your neck, slowly pulling the string.

"Really Liam?" Your eyes looked deep into his as a smile came across your face after a second of seriousness.

"Can't blame a man for trying can you?" His smirk flashed leaving you to fall into his spell.

"Keep trying, little bit more." You winked.

"Yes, ma'ma." And with that, Liam finally pulled it off. After the relaxing time of just the two of you, Liams stress disappeared. It just took a little bit of sexy time.