Dark Secrets ( A Dark Based Liam Payne Fanfiction)

Chapter Two:

      Liam Payne is dark and mysterious, yet I was still very attracted to him. The funny thing is, I'm attracted, but also so afraid of him. It's strange how my feelings get so messed up over him. I've heard things about Liam before, and they weren't good things. I have heard that he uses girls, that he's a drug dealer, and everything you could imagine. It wasn't pleasant things, that's for sure. Somehow though, I could only think good about Liam Payne. Yet, I felt like he has some secrets he's been keeping. What if those rumors I've heard were true? I could be his next victim, which would not end well.

      More questions linger into my mind. Why did he protect me? Why would he want me to be his? I'm not anyone special and I am definetly not his type. I'm an innocent goody-goody who's never been in trouble, while he has probably had to deal with police before. Opposites attract? Yeah, right. I could care less about love right now. Even if I wanted a boyfriend, Liam would be at the bottom of my list. He's not my type and I'm not his. 

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     I look out my bedroom window, waiting for Juliet to text me back. I watch the people strolling along the sidewalks. It's a beautiful and sunny day, making me want to head to the beach. That wasn't going to happen though. I had told my mom about the incident that happened last night. She seemed more than thrilled when I said Liam had saved my life. I didn't tell her that he had marked me though. To hide it, I kept my wavy brown hair down and wore a scarf around my neck to match my outfit. My mom had said that maybe there was good in Liam afterall. I chose to agree with this statement, because it was true. Liam seemed to have a very good side to him, but he never had showed it. 

    My phone buzzes, parting me from my thoughts. I smile and pick it up, thinking it was Juliet right away. "Hello?" I say anxiously. "I'm picking you up around 7:30 tonight, so wear something sexy," his accent rings through the phone, making me shiver.  He hangs up before I could reply. "Shit," I mutter. I can't object because honestly, I'm afraid to. I can't go with him though, because yet again, I'm frightened. Wear something sexy? Ha. I don't own anything that would be considered  'sexy'. My phone buzzes again, making jump a bit. I look at the caller ID first this time. Realizing it's only Juliet, I sigh and answer. "Hello?" "Hey Jenny! I heard about what happened last night, are you alright?" She asks, freaking out.

    "Just get your arse over here Jules. Now." I laugh.

     It took Juilet only twenty minutes to drive over to my flat. When she got here, I told her about my experience with Liam Payne and showed her the mark he had left. "Damn, he really did mark you," She exclaims, running her hand lightly over the bruise. I nod, wrapping the scarf tightly around my neck again. She pulls back, smiling. "So, you have a date with bad ass Liam Payne. I must admit, I'm surprised." I glare at her in disgust. "Jules, I hate you." She smirks lightly before turning serious," So, what are you going to wear?" Well, shoot. I study her, looking at her tanned skin and light brown hair. I've always loved her eyes though; dark green."He said to wear something sexy. What in the world am I suppose to wear that's appropriate but still... hot?" I ask, feeling frustrated.

     Liam Payne; the only person who could make me so frightened, yet I still want to impress him. 

     She drags me to my room, wasting no time to start digging through my dresser drawers and closet. I sit on my bouncy small bed, waiting for a miracle to happen. Sadly, none comes. "Party sexy or casual sexy?" She asks quickly. I shrug, not knowing about anything. "Well, text the lad and find out!" She orders.I quickly scramble for my phone and begin typing away, sending a text to the number Liam had called me from earlier. I wouldn't have done it, but Juliet scares the crap out of me when she's annoyed. A few minutes later, he replies. 

From: Liam

        Clubbing sexy (;

    Perv. I huff and speak, "He said clubbing sexy." She snickers as she pulls out a tight black mini dress from my closet. "When in the world did I get that?" I ask, sitting up a bit on my bed. She shrugs and throws it over to me as she takes off her black high heel lace -ups. "What are you doing?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. She smirks and hands me the shoes. "I'm going to borrow your flats for the night so I'll have some shoes."