Imagine falling head over heels for somebody you didn't even want to meet at first. Sounds far-fetched, right?
Liam Payne from One Direction is not at all keen on seeing Alya Singh, who is a singer from India. He, along with his band-mates, has to p...
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"When Love is not madness,
It is not Love...!!"
Alya's P.O.V.
I then quickly entered the gate of Liam's house and walked towards the main door, briskly. Taking out the keys, I was about to unlock the door when someone opened it from the inside, turning the doorknob open.
The thing that I was most scared of indeed did happen. The door flew open and Liam's face came into the picture; he didn't seem to be in one of his good moods.
Clearing my throat silently, I took a baby step towards him and as I opened my mouth to apologize to him for being late, he walked away hurriedly, leaving me standing at the doorstep.
"Just lock the door, sweetheart," He spoke aloud, heading in the direction of the kitchen while I stepped inside the house, confused expressions enveloping my face then.
So, is he mad at me or not? But he just called me sweetheart, right?!
Locking the door from inside, I walked across the lobby and placed my handbag on the couch before I headed towards the kitchen area. The moment I stepped inside the kitchen, the sight in front of me took me by surprise and I watched Liam with a bewildered expression canvassing my face.
Liam is cooking. What?
"Baby?" I spoke aloud, making my towards him, taking brisk steps in his direction.
"Yeah?" He answered nonchalantly, then seeming too busy in whatever he was doing.
Standing next to him, I spoke up again, "Are you cooking something?" Glimpsing me for a second, he passed me a cute, little smile and nodded his head briefly before focusing his attention back on his work.
"Why? Didn't your maid come today?" I was prompt with my question. I watched him with furrowed brows before something struck me inside my head and in another moment, my eyes went wide. "Did you even have your lunch? Oh God Liam, I gave you Chloe's number for a reason. If your maid hadn't come, you could have called Chloe and she would have just---"
"Hey, relax sweetheart." He cut me off in the middle of my blabbering, facing me completely and passed me a small smile. He then took my hands in both of his and started caressing my knuckles with his thumbs. "I had my lunch at Andy's place and I gave the day off to the maid." He informed me in a tender voice.
"Why?" I was perplexed. Placing a soft kiss on my knuckles, he pulled me closer and placed his hands on the small of my back, giving a gentle squeeze to my body while I rested my hands on his shoulders.
"Because, tonight," He started off in a mischievous voice, smiling slyly and winked at me as he continued talking, "Chef Liam wanted to cook the dinner for Princess Alya." He then placed a soft kiss on the tip of my nose and I couldn't help but stare at my amazing man!
