The Sky's the Limit- Liam Payne

Chapter 12

WARNING, A LITTLE SMUT, NOT TOO MUCH.

Chapter 12

(Previously Known)

"My goal is to find and kill my dad's murderer." I simply stated. He gasped.

"You would kill someone for vengeance?!" Liam screamed, his brown eyes bulging from it's sockets.

"Yes, if they killed someone I loved."

(Liam's  P.O.V)

"Yes, if they killed someone I loved." She replied smoothly, as if it were no big deal. I was tightly gripping my armrest, in horror. The girl I had just started to fancy was coldblooded.

I started, "That's not the way to settle th-"

"These are world-class terrorists I'm talking about! They can escape Alcatraz if they wanted to! Even with a life sentence in prison, they'd still escape and come up with a whole new identity! They need to be gone! That's the only fucking way to fucking settle my fucking goal!" She snapped, livid. It was quite scary in fact. Her grey eyes were as dark as thunderclouds. The anger was contorting her beautiful face. She as of right now, looked deadly, murderous, yet beautiful. The warm feeling fluttered in my chest.

I was falling for a dangerous, deadly, hostile, and cold woman. What was going on with me?

"If that's how you truly feel it'll settle things, then I have no choice but to accept that I'm falling for a coldblooded woman." I joked, as she smiled slightly, calming down quickly.

"You know, you're the first person that I've met that's managed to weasel anything out of me so quickly." She mused, her gray eyes already a light silver. I quirked an eyebrow in interest.

"I am eh? I guess I win the award of the year for winning April Flynne over!" I joked, as she started laughing. Her laugh was musical and rusty, a surprisingly melodic sound. I liked her laugh.

"I guess you would say so." She smiled. This time, her smile looked real, and she looked even more beautiful and natural with the easy smile on her face.

"I look even more beautiful and natural with the easy smile on her face?" April inquired, a smirk popping onto her face. I hit myself in the face, grimacing. "Nice to hear that I'm beautiful, of which I already know of." She added cockily. I laughed, as her smile widened across her face.

"Oy April, we want to know if you want to go to the club with us! Come with us, and have some fun!" A new voice butted in our conversation. It was Jade. Jade wasn't the same Jade from the 2008 X Factor. Yes, she was famous now, but she wasn't as quiet and herself as she was before. That I noticed.

"I'll go if Liam goes." April replied back, standing up to her full glory. I motioned to my chair, but she ignored it. Well this was going to be interesting.

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(Four hours later; At the club)

After thirty minutes of arriving, April ditched me. She claimed to be getting a drink, and I didn't see her after that. I had struggled to move my chair around the overcrowded, stuffy, and hot club. Pulsating lights irratated my eyes.

I found a small secluded area, only to find that I also had visitors. Niall, Jesy, Leigh-Anne, and someone else I didn't recognise, but I was assuming it was Leigh-Anne's boyfriend, were sitting there. At least I would sit with some company I knew. They all smiled at me easily.

"Hey mate, how are you? Did April-?" Niall quirked his head towards me. I nodded, assuring him that we were all and well. He grinned as he swirled around his bottle of Budweiser. "Did you see her yet? She's apparently quite the lightweight." He grinned, as Jesy nodded laughing.

"Didn't she start yelling Daddy! Daddy! at some red haired lad? Oh god he was mortified!" Jesy snickered, mimicking April's accent. I raised an eyebrow, until I remembered a picture I had seen at April's place while she was looking for a pair of trousers to give to me. There was a picture of a young April and a handsome red-haired man. April had identified him as her father. I just realised right there on the spot, that she never returned my pants back to me.

"Oh god, Niall distract Liam before he sees!" I all of a sudden heard Leigh-Anne harshly whisper to Niall before Niall could act. But it was too late, I had already seen it. There, in the middle of the club, on the dance floor, April was grinding against the one she hated- Harry. For no reason whatsoever, hot tears started stinging my eyes.

"Oh god, I'm going to kill her!" Niall snarled. I put a hand up.

"Don't. She's drunk, and I think when she's drunk, the alcohol temporairliy erases her current memories with her earlier ones. It's just the alcohol. It effects judgement, remember?" I croaked as the four people surrounding me sighed. Niall pressed his lips together tightly and nodded briskly. I grabbed a beer and quickly downed it, before grabbing another and repeating.

But there was a burning feeling inside of me that I couldn't just let go, that didn't want to free itself from me.

(April's P.O.V)

I was drunk. I forgot what it was like to be drunk in a long time. I forgot that I was a lightweight. When I was drunk, my memories of the current day were erased, meaning there would be some things I would forget. Like for instance right now, I thought my father was still alive and happily partying in this club. That Harry was still my boyfriend.

I was grinding up against Harry, but there was a nagging feeling that I couldn't push out of my head. Harry pinched my bum as I giggled. I turned around and smiled at him seductively. His beautiful green eyes sparkled as he winked down at me, a sexy smirk growing on his face. I hooked my finger through the inside of his collar as I dragged him to a dark secluded corner. There were a group of people at a different table, and for some reason, I recogised the one in the wheelchair.

Harry slid me onto his lap, and feroicously he planted his warm lips onto mine. My hands slid down his chest onto his stomach, until I finally rested my hand onto his hard crotch, whereas there was a bluge forming. He let out a deep moan, as he cupped his hands around my breast. I let out a moan similar to his, as he let out a deep throaty chuckle. Again, the nagging feeling formed in my chest.

Next thing I know, Harry falls over and I'm face to face with the boy I thought I recognised. The boy in the wheelchair. His brown eyes seem darker than my instincts tell me. There's a deep dark expression on his face, and his breath smells like peppermint and alcohol. Strangely, I liked the combination. There was a expression on his face that told me that he was drunk.

"You're not going anywhere with him tonight honey. You're all mine tonight." He growled, as he pulled my slight figure onto his warm lap.

Even in my drunkest judgement, this felt right.

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A/N

Ooohhh. Some drama here! I'm wondering what the ship name should be for Liam and April. I'm curious about some ship names for Harry and April as well.

Reminder that I have a contest for Harry's girlfriend going on! Details are on my profile page:)

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-Dani