One Drunken Mistake [Liam Payne Fan Fiction]

Tatum POV

Where am I?

What is this pounding in my head?

Most importantly, what happened last night?

"Good morning love!" A chippy British guy with messed up brown hair is next to me, shirtless. What the hell happened last night?

"Who are you?" He looks fairly familiar, but I can't seem to remember where I've seen him before. Oh my gosh, I have a boyfriend. What is Luke going to think when I tell him? Maybe nothing happened, maybe he just let me sleep here and nothing happened.

"You don't remember? I'm Liam Payne. We met last night at the bar and you were crying. One thing led to another and here we are! You know, you're very good in bed." Liam fills me in on the details. How does he remember everything when we were both drunk?

"Uhh, I have to go. I'm sure you're a really cool guy but I have a boyfriend and I have to figure out how I'm going to tell him this. It was nice meeting you." I awkwardly scurry out of the room but his hand catches me before I close the door.

Luckily he has boxer's on because it would be really weird if he didn't. I have a major headache right now and I just want to go back to sleep. Honestly I have no clue where I am so I have to call a cab to take me back to my place that I share with Luke.

Oh god, how am I going to explain this to him? He's been the best boyfriend ever, especially since we've been going out since sophomore year in high school. Luke's the one I want to marry one day when we get older. He's the guy who brings me ice cream and chocolate when I'm on my period and tries not to piss me off. He surprises me with special dates and spoils me with random presents and flowers. Last night we had a mini argument because he's always working, but I know it's because he's trying to make a living for both of us.

"Wait hold on. You should probably know something before you leave; look at your hand." I look at him like he's out of his mind but I look at my hand anyways.

Holy shit. Why is there a wedding ring on my ring finger?

"What is this?" I ask, trying not to get mad. Luke's really going to flip now.

"A wedding ring?" He answers, confused with my question.

"I know that, but why? Don't tell me we got married." My life is literally going downhill now.

"Uhh, I don't know. Maybe? Look, we need to talk about this." His voice sounded sincere and he looked like he really wanted to talk about this.

"Here's my number and call me later. I really need to get home and soften up my boyfriend before he blows his top. I'm in deep shit because of this, damnit." What if Luke leaves me? I wouldn't be surprised if he did because he doesn't deserve any of this.

"Oh and I'll get a lawyer for the divorce papers, if we did get married. I'll see you later Liam."

I am walking down the hall to the elevator when I hear the familiar voice yell to me.

"What if I don't want to get a divorce? You may or may not be my wife and I don't want a divorce."

I turn around and Liam's standing there in jeans and no shirt. He's got abs, I'm not going to lie.

"Give us a chance, please." He desperately begs me. Does he not understand that I have a boyfriend that I love? I can't be with him because I just can't. We know nothing about each other except he's an international popstar and I'm just and average joe.

"No Liam."

"Please, just think about it." Liam walks up to me and places a soft kiss on my lips, despite my arguing against it.

"See you love."

Ugh, this might be one drunken mistake.