Irresistible (A Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter Six: After Two Months

*Liam’s point of View*

I was back home in Wolverhampton. The entire house was exactly the same, down to the baby pictures of me on the wall in the living room. My first thought was that I needed to see Mum. I ran to the kitchen where I knew she would be. There she was. She was washing dishes at the sink. It looked like she dyed her hair brown and got it permed. “Mum!” I yelled and grabbed her shoulder. She turned to face me and…

“Danielle?” I said. She smiled sweetly and her brown eyes sparkled. “Welcome home babe!” She said. My first instinct was to hug her but as I was about to, I realized my hands were tied. How did that happen? I looked up at Dani. She looked furious. “Who’s you’re guest?” She said, spitting the words out. I turned around and standing in the door way of the kitchen was Amy. “What are you doing to him?” Amy said and came over to me. Her blue eyes looked worried and she untied my hands and threw the rope aside.

“He will never leave me again.” Dani said to her, looking like she was about to burst into flames. Amy rolled her eyes and flipped her hair, showing her sass. “You left him, remember?”

“How do you know that?” Dani asked her. Amy paused for a second, then looked to me. “Yeah, how do I know that?” she asked me. They both began slowly backing away from me. I looked to both of them, not sure of what to say. Finally I looked to Amy and said “I guess you don’t.”

“Mate, wake up.” I heard a south Yorkshire accent say. I didn’t want to get up. Waking up meant getting off the plane and getting off the plane meant being back in New York. The entire time we were back in London I had terrible nightmares about Danielle. Most of which I couldn’t remember very well. The only time I seemed to have any peace was on stage. We did a few shows in London, one in France, one in Germany, and one in Ireland. They were loads of fun, and may have been just me, but I was fairly sure the fans kept getting more insane.

“GEEEEET UUUUUUUP” Louis shouted in my ear all of a sudden, jumping on me in my seat. I jumped up, flinging my arms everywhere, smacking him in the face. “Ow!” Louis yelled. Harry got up from his chair and ran to his side, making sure he was okay.

“Bloody hell.” Zayn said, waking up from his plane nap and throwing a pillow at no one in particular. Despite the fact he just woke from a nap, his hair was basically perfect. I reached a hand up to check my hair, then remembered I barely had any. I sighed and stood up from my seat, stretching. “Sorry.” I said to Lou, who wasn’t listening. He and Harry were already in deep conversation.

I remembered being in a relationship like that. I smiled, knowing it could happen again.

Niall came in from the bathroom wiping his nose. “Liam, you’re up finally. We landed five minutes ago.” He said. He reached into his bag and pulled out a small pack of doughnuts. I looked out the window. Yep, we had landed in the airport closest to the city. I saw black vans already lined up outside the plane, ready to take us to our usual hotel. It was raining, which was always a good thing unless you were planning on walking in it later, which I was.

I shook off the dream I just had and grabbed my bags from beside me. The good thing about having our own plane was that we didn’t have to put all our bags in a room at the bottom of the plane. Zayn was at the door, climbing down the steps already. Clearly he had plans later. Harry and Louis made their way to the van, hand in hand. Niall grabbed his guitar and said to me “You ready to get back out there?”

An image of Amy flashed in my mind. Niall and I had talked about it many times. Sometimes I wondered if seeing her was a mistake. Maybe I should have dated someone else first, who I didn’t really are about. Maybe I should have taken a little bit more time to get over Danielle. Maybe I shouldn’t have told her to not date anyone until I got back. Maybe I should have let her go. But it was too late to turn back now. She didn’t text me a word while I was gone, so I assumed she was mad at me.