22 Times [Liam Payne]

2 Times

~"You feel as if your heart is too tired to love again, be alone for awhile. Perhaps that's what you need, some quality time alone for yourself"~

Chapter 2:

I'm one hundred percent sure that Liam will never forgive me and won't let me be his friend -but hey, I would rather go for it than keep thinking of what would have happened if I did.

It's a causality that I met Eleanor.

Today is the day I'm going to see Liam again and I'm going to talk to him. I know I shouldn't start like 'Do you remember me?' I should start slow and be very casual.

"Francis Louise Turner." One of the beauticians called me so I could sit down on a chair.

I quickly responded and put back the magazine in my purse. I sat down looking at myself on the mirror. I was so glad I came. I looked like a zombie.

"What would you like to have?" The beautician asked with a smile. Her brown eyes were on my hair.

I looked at her reflection and smirked when I saw her haircut. Her brown hair was above her breasts. My hair was above my butt. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little but I have long hair.

"Can you dye my hair brown and your haircut?" I bit my bottom lip; I didn't want her to think I was a copycat. I just think brunettes are hotter than blondes. I don't want to be a blonde anymore. I also want to look different for Liam.

"Why not?" She grinned. She washed my hair and cut it. She dye hair it then she blew it with hair dryer. I liked to have my hair curly, but now I think I'll have a straighten hair for now on. She finished using the hair iron and poked my shoulder.

"Anything else?"

She turned me around so I could look at my hair on the mirror. I gasped, I looked different.

"I guess that's all. Thank you." I moved on to the cash register and paid the lady.

"Have a good day!"

"You too!" I walked away and took out my phone, calling Mia.

After a few rings, she answered, "Yo, yo what's up girly girl?"

"Don't use that language with me, where the heck are you? You were supposed to meet me up at the beauty for tonight's show!" I pointed to the phone as I yelled. People around me stared at me. I put the phone back to my ear.

"Sorry, I'm getting ready here." She paused. "And why didn't you ask Eleanor to come with you? She's your best friend now."

Mia sounded jealous. Eleanor and I hung out for dinner yesterday and the reason Mia didn't come with us was because she doesn't like her. It's not my problem.

"Shut up Mia, you know I love you." I rolled my eyes.

"Hypocrite" She hung up on me.

**

"Francis!" I heard Eleanor call me. I finished checking my casual, little black dress and heels. I was a photographer and I wasn't supposed to go too formal but in a show like this, you have to look fancy.

"Yeah?" I walked towards her, she was sitting in the changing room along with other models.

"When does the show starts?"

"Starts in five minutes." I stated looking at my watch. "The place is crowding. Good luck girls have fun in the catwalk!"

"Thanks!" They chorused.