Sensible Sirens. (LiamPayne)

Chapter 1

Enjoyyy xxx

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Sometimes I do love my job, you know. I get to write about things I'm most passionate about, I get to pour all my feelings into it, and I can choose what I'm writing about.

I love my column in the local, I love my column in the teen magazine, 17 and I love my YouTube channel. Everything I love everything.

So when I'm asked to interview one of the most sought after boy bands in America, i can only scream my response.

"YES" no it's not because I love them, in fact I don't, I'm not a fan.. But I will get noticed more, yes I feel selfish, but it's not like I'm dating him for a job? I have one that I love, so.. Fuck you :)

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"Welcome boys, I'm Annabelle, thanks for meeting with me today" I sing to them, jeez I'm psyched.

"How are you?"

"Good thanks" they all chorused. "And yourself?" Liam I think his name is asked, clearly on behalf of all the other boys, who are goofing around behind him.

"Good thanks" shit he is cuter than I expected.

Anyways the interview goes on, and I can't help but focus on this beautiful creature in front of me, the way his face was created, is genius, but it's saddened for a reason I have yet to pry from his gorgeous, pink, plump lips. But I already know the reason- obviously. That's why I am here.

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After the interview I invite the boys to get some coffee with me as they seem like nice people, wacky, but nice.

We talk about normal teenager stuff or 'Young Adult' stuff as were not really teenagers anymore, in a bid to find out more about them, to hopefully use as part of the interview as well as for my columns and stuff.

"So Liam, what's up?" I ask nonchalantly. I don't want him to feel like I'm prying into his business, but I need gossip for this interview.. And because I'm concerned..

"Not much, just life you know?" Liam shrugs.

Okay, weird.

"How's you and Danielle?" As I ask this his face drops, and I feel rather guilty, so I touch his hand in a comforting way.

"Oh Danielle? Oh, erm w-we broke u-up" he chokes, holding back a strangled cry.

I don't dare say anything, just comfort him, with my soothing touch and listen in to the others that are conversing with each other.

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After Liam's little grieving session, I told him about the situation with my boss, and asked if I would be able to include the slip in a very own 'Liam Payne' dedicated interview to which he granted, one the condition he proof-read and co-wrote the article up with me, which I was happy to do.

I was really beginning to like this fella. Maybe a lot more than is acceptable given his current state, but feelings or no feelings, I know, no wait- i hope I can be his friend and be with him throughout this.

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"There done" Liam cheers with a triumphant grin etched on his perfectly sculptured face.

"I finally finished it, god it feels good having got that out" I simple smile I response and file it with my other interview stuff.

"I'm glad, it feels good, having everything out on paper, I promise I won't change a word, maybe the misspelled ones" I tease. Yeah they might be famous, but they can't spell for shit.

He pokes his tongue out at me in a very childlike manor and I think I fall to pieces there. He is very fucking adorable pulling the face, no wonder girls swoon for these boys.

"So, um, Annabelle?" He questions, looking at the ground biting on his rosy lips. "You've been a great help today, did you wanna meet up tomorrow for lunch coffee or something, if you're not to busy, I mean it's fine If you're are but-" he trails off.

I smile and embrace him in a tight hug. "Yes, Liam. That'd be lovely"

Pulling back, I hand him my phone.

"Here put in your number"

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- Liamx

Liam, it's Annabelle :)

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I send Liam my number as I walk through my doors on my London flat, so he can contact me in the morning about where to meet for lunch I pretty excited for our meeting, so I can show him the final piece before I send it to my Boss.

I get a reply almost instantly

- Liamx

Thanks, see you tomorrow

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I'm a little disappointed, I wanted to talk, but I guess it is kind of late, and they have busy schedules. Yeah I get that.

Instead I decide to email Gabrielle and tell her about what happened.

To: gabrielle@17mag.com

Subject: One Direction.

Hi Gabby.

So the meeting with One Direction went great, thank you for setting it up, will have the final edit tomorrow. See you at about 3?

Annabelle.

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After I wrote my column for the local paper, and updated my YouTube channel to tell them about the interview, I notified the people's favourite '1D Update Account' @1DAlert about the video and upcoming interviews so they could let their crazed fans know about.

Once the huge stress of that was lifted off my shoulders I climbed into bed. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, my phone beeped indicating a message.

"Shit this better be good"

- Liamx

I know I have said it, but thanks again for today, meant a lot xx

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Aw cute.

- Liam

No problems, anytime.

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And I fall asleep, thinking of a very handsome fella.

Liam Payne.

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Hey so this is super fucking late I know, I'm sorry.

I don't even know if anyone is reading this but whatever haha.

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