If We Were A Movie(Liam Payne)

~Chapter One~

Ava's P.O.V.

I applied the last touch of blood red lipstick, to my plump lips. I moved my small, hand mirror, up to my ice blue eyes, touching up my eyeliner.

I sighed, before looking at my reflection in front of me. I was wearing a crisp white sundress, with a black leather jacket, and shiny red shoes, matching the color of my lipstick. My long brown hair was braided back, into a messy bun, on the top of my head.

The sleek back limo, came to a stop outside the studio. My driver climbed out of his black leather seat, and over to my door, before opening it. All I could see was flashes, and I sighed.

I grasped my clutch in my hand, before I exited the car. James grabbed my hand, not wanting me to fall, around all of the paps.

Questions were thrown at me left and right.

Who is the mystery man?

Who is he?

Ava Claire's almost kiss?

I mentally scoffed, before following James inside the tall building, called my management. They treated me pretty fairly, but I knew they weren't going to like what was all over the magazine covers today.

I pressed my newly painted, red, finger nail, on the "up" button on the lift. I leaned against the cool metal of the door, closing my eyes.

The bell on the lift rang, jolting me awake. I shook my head, trying to wake myself up, before walking into the lift. I listened to the classic lift music, as I looked at James, who was on the complete other side of the lift.

Not so long after, the doors opened.

"I'll tell them you are here." The young receptionist told me, and I thanked her.

"Tea, Ms. Claire?" The same young girl asked, holding out a massive cup of tea from Starbucks.

I nodded ferociously, before taking the cup. I tapped my foot on the shiny, white tile, as I slipped my tea.

"Ms. Claire, they are ready for you."

"Please, call me Ava." I smiled at her, before getting up off of the love seat.

She sent me a smile, before leading me to the conference room.

"Ava Claire." One of the men at the table said sternly.

I sat down at the table, anxiously. No one said a word for what felt like a century, before some lady in the corner.

"We are very disappointed in the headlines today." She said angrily, sliding a magazine across the table.

There was a picture of me and the amazing man I met last night, slow dancing.

I put my head in my hands, before shaking me head.

"I'm sorry I-"

"No buts, we have had to think of a cover up for this." She said bitterly.

"Anything." I said desperately.

"Meet your new co-star, Liam Payne." She said, opening the conference door.

There stood a man, with sandy brown hair, that was combed down, sandy brown eyes, and a plaid shirt, covering his arms.

I stood up, straightening out my dress, before holding out my hand, filled with metallic bangles.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled at the handsome man in front of me. Before he could even get in a word, the she-devil interrupted him.