Written in Words (Liam Payne AU)

Chapter 33

You know that feeling when life is so great that you just want to scream and never stop screaming? Yeah, that's kind of me right now!

Except I actually am screaming...

And my mom just told me to be quiet...

Anyways, I simply can't delay this chapter any more because it makes me way too happy just thinking about it!

Chapter 33

I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't currently stalking Liam's Instagram (because I totally was.) His most recent one was this insanely attractive picture of him with his dog *swoons* and I had to physically refrain myself from liking that picture. I would double tap his ass in a heartbeat *wink*.

Don't get me wrong, I've always thought he was attractive. I've actually been meaning to stalk his Instagram for quite some time. (Could you really blame me though?) But once you get romantically linked a person, everything changes. You begin to see him or her in a completely different light.

Not only do I continue to see Liam as attractive, but just the mere sight of him sends a shiver throughout my entire body, and a nice one at that. It's a little jolt of excitement that makes me even more eager to see him in real life.

Of course he and I had been texting nonstop. The two of us sounded like such a campy couple but that was also because we were new at this, with each other at least. We have no idea what we're doing.

You could safely say that life was going pretty well. Although, there was one person missing from it.

I know it was only Sunday but I haven't seen my dad since Friday night when the big blowout happened. In all honesty, I was praying that he would come home soon because I wasn't going to physically allow myself to be dad-less. I need him in my life.

My phone vibrated, signaling a new text. I couldn't lie and say that I didn't internally wish for it to be my Prince Charming.

Oh, God, that last part was so lame. Forget I ever wrote it.

From: Liam

Why dont u look outside ur window babe? 🙈🤗

"What the...?" I muttered to myself, getting up from my bed with my phone clutched firmly in my hand, traipsing cautiously to my window. I swear to God if he's up here...

I haltingly pulled open my star-covered curtains, cringing a little at the thick layer of dust amongst them.

"What the...?!" I yelled unintentionally. My eyes locked on the figure clad in a dark blue buttoned up shirt and some black jeans with a fedora resting atop his head, who stood in the lawn, the untrimmed grass wrapping around his ankles.

Clutched against his chest was some object, though I couldn't tell what it was from afar. I could make out some greenery so my initial thought was the possibility of a plant of some sort.

I unlocked latch on my window, pulling the whole thing open. The only thing between us, beside the vast amount of space and height, was the screen door of my window.

"Hey," I called out, "I don't think I can really jump out of the window so do you want me to meet you out there?"

I actually didn't bother to wait for a response before I was slamming my window shut, locking it, and making a rather quick jog downstairs. I slipped on some shoes and ran outside and around my house to where my boyfriend stood. (No, I still haven't adjusted to the word "boyfriend" being associated with Liam and I don't think I ever will.)