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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"I fell in love with her when we were together,
Then fell deeper in love with her in the moments we were apart...!!"
Alya's P.O.V.
"Mommmyyyyyy," Niall called out for me at a pretty high volume when I was standing in the middle of the stage, talking to Jaron.
Everybody present there who heard him address me by that name burst into laughter. Turning around, I shook my head at him amusingly, passing him a small smile while he bit his tongue in response, a gesture of feeling guilty.
"I... I meant Alya." He corrected himself, his lips stretching to form a thin line and he passed me an apologetic look. "Could you come down here for a second? Please?" He inquired sweetly and I nodded my head in response, pulling up the index finger of my right hand in the air, gesturing him to wait for a minute.
After discussing the slight issue regarding one of my moves with Jaron, I turned around before making my way in Niall's direction. He was sitting at the extreme right corner of the stage, seeming quite occupied with something in his phone then and I, finally, took the seat next to him, making him look up from the screen of his phone.
"Yes, Mister Horan?" I spoke in a teasing way, passing him a small smile. "What's the emergency?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at him and his eyes instantly lit up as he passed me a toothed grin before looking down into his phone.
"Mommy," with that, he promptly looked up to meet my gaze. He then cleared his throat awkwardly, passing me a nervous smile and gulped down the rest of the words that he was about to say. "I mean Alya." He corrected himself yet again, making me chuckle at those cute expressions of his.
"That's fine," I said, pulling his left cheek that was facing my side and the nervous expressions, which were enveloping his face, visibly relaxed. "Probably everybody by now knows that you call me by that name. So, all cool!" I finished, winking at him and he pulled me in for a quick hug.
"Alright, there's an actual emergency." With those words, he pulled back from the hug, sitting up straighter and focused his attention back on his phone as he spoke again. "I needed your help." He informed me and I hummed before he held out his device in my direction. "Temme, which one you like?" He asked, scooting closer towards me.
Having a quick look at the screen of his phone, I let out an amused chuckle and glanced back at that silly boy. "Seriously dude?" I scoffed, hitting him on his arm lightly while he promptly looked up to meet my eyes and shrugged his shoulders lightly.
"What?" He seemed puzzled then.
"You called me all the way here to help you choose a tee-shirt?" I asked, passing him an amused look. "This was your emergency?" I swear this boy was too much!
