Last Friday Night (Liam Payne Fan Fiction)

Headphones & Terminals

 Today is finally the day. The day that I will move to London and into my new aprtment. Since my parents are extremely supportive of my decision, (or maybe they just want to get rid of me) they bought my apartment for me. They did mention something about a roomate, but i zoned them out. OH WELL!

 After taking a quick shower, I put my hair in a high ponytail and quickly got dressed i met my dad downstairs. Since i don't live extremely far away from the airport, dad decided to drive me; mom had to leave for work early so she wrote me a note saying she'll miss me and all that jazz. 

"Dad, Please. Let. Go", I said clenching my teeth. He's been hugging me for the past 5 minutes. "I'm sorry sweetie", he said. "I'm just gonna miss you so much. I can't believe my little princess is a big princess now. Time sure does fly by". After what seemed like hours, he finally let go.

I CAN BREATHE AGAIN!!!

"Don't worry. I'll visit you and mom during the holidays." "Alright then. Now go wait for your plane or you'll be late." That's my dad for you. His motto: If you're early, you're on time. If you're on time, you're late. 

"Alright dad. I'll call you guys as soon as I land and get settled in". After one last hug, I made my way to the terminal. I wonder what time it is...

10:45 a.m

Well, since i have 15 more mintues to spare, i'll just listen to music. Taking out my iPhone i slect my One Direction playlist. I think I forgot to tell you something......wait for it.....I'M A DIRECTIONER! Been one since X-factor. I follow them all on twitter, have practically all of their posters, and own every iPhone case with their lovely faces on it. My favorite of them all would have to be Liam. He's just so dreamy and amazayn, and-- "OUCH!!"

AND WHO THE FUDGE IS THAT!! I SHOULD SMACK THEM FOR SNAPPING ME OUT OF MY DAY DREAM!!

"IT'S MINE!" "NO, IT'S MINE!" "NO, JIMMY PROTESTED!" 

I slowly pull my 1D heart shaped earbuds out my ears and gasp as I take in the scene in front of me. 3 hooded guys are literally wrestling at my feet. Across from me, there is another hooded figure tecxting on his phone; next to him is another hoodd figure constantly looking at his mirror fixing small details about his hair. Pssh. Arrogant Bast--

Wait. A. Minute.......

Texting? Mirror? JIMMY PROTESTED!!??

HOLY CHIZ! HOLY CHIZ! HOLY FUDGING CHIZ!!!!

I can't believe I'm not fainting or fangirling right now because One Direction is RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!

Holy Chiz.