I have 5 more minutes until Liam is supposed to get here, and I feel like I don’t have a stomach. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I mean it was just a kiss… but it was the most amazing kiss I’ve ever experienced. Should I act like nothing happened? I’m so lost in my thoughts. My phone buzzed on my dresser and my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach.
From Liam Payne: I’m here (;
I gathered my things and walked to the front door.
“Bye mom, bye dad!” I yelled walking out the door.
I passed the bush in front of the house and saw Liam’s car parked a few houses down. He saw me and pulled forward in front of the drive way. I got in the car and put my seat belt on. Liam drove off.
“Hello beautiful.” Liam said reaching for my leg.
“Well hello.” I giggled.
“We’re just going to go to my flat for dinner and a movie so we don’t have paparazzi and fans all over the place. Sound good?”
“Work’s for me.” I replied.
It took us about 45 minutes to get to Liam’s flat. There was traffic, but I didn’t mind. I spent most of the time staring at his flawless face. I need to snap out of it. I can’t be falling for him this fast. I just can’t, I need to give it a few days.
Once we reached Liam’s flat I got out of the car. I followed him up to the door. There were three small steps to get to the front door, as excited as I was; I stepped on the step a little too fast, which caused me to fall and scrape up my hands. I laughed at my clumsiness. Liam of course made sure I was alright before he started laughing.
He helped me up and, once we got to the top step, I jumped on his back. He unlocked his door and stepped into his flat. It was very nice. Clean. He seemed very organized. We walked into the living area and he threw me on the couch. I started to laugh. He laughed along with me. I was lying down on the couch holding my stomach. He came closer to me and put his hands on both sides of me holding himself above me.
I felt safe in a way, Liam’s muscular arms so… muscular. It was very hard for me to focus when Liam was so close to me, when he was staring so deeply into my eyes. He softly kissed my parted lips. He pushed himself off the couch.
“I have a chicken baking in the oven if you couldn’t already smell it.”
Liam and I walked into the next room over that had a wall to separate the living area from the kitchen. He had a small table set with a single rose in a small vase, and a candle lit right beside it, so romantic. Liam went over to the oven to pull out the chicken. It smelt delicious. There was also a nice salad made already on the table.
“You did all of this for me?” I asked.
“Well yeah, you’re worth it.” He smiled and continued what he was doing.
I sat down at the table and put the napkin on my lap and waited for Liam to join me. He was quite cute cooking for me. He cut the chicken and placed a slice on my plate and brought it over to the table.
“Why thank you Liam.”
“Anything for you.” He winked.
Liam sat down and we began to eat.
“So now that we are alone, and there are no distractions, tell me. Tell me who Ashley really is.” He smiled.
“Well what do you want to know?”
“What’s your favorite color?” he asked with a chuckle.
“Purple. I like how you’re starting with the basic questions.” I laughed.
