Chapter Six

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Chapter Six:

Liam's POV:

The minute I heard her sing my starting solo I was in awe. Complete and utter shock was, of course, soon to follow. What were the odds that the one song this girl had heard would be a One Direction song? What was I supposed to do now? Should I just come clean and tell her the truth? Would it be that bad to keep it a secret until I figured out where we were headed..?

                                                               

“I’m sorry. That was pretty bad, I know. Sorry. I should have just said the lyrics. I’m so sorry. I probably hurt your ears and I..” Paige started to apologize; for what, I have no clue but before she could finish I cut her off; I’ve been doing a lot of that today. But I could not sit here and let her apologize for something that in no way needed apologizing for.

“Paige, you  have no reason to apologize! You have an amazing voice!” I protested.

“Thanks, Liam. But you don’t have to lie to me. I’m a big girl, I can take it. I know my voice sucks.”

I was shocked. So shocked I didn’t even think about what I was saying.

“WHAT?! Paige, you have the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard and that’s saying a lot coming from me! Do you know how I know your voice doesn’t bloody “suck” the way you say it does?! Well I’ll tell you why! Because I co-wrote and co-sung that song with my band One Direction!” I screamed my words into the steering wheel and as soon as I said them I felt sick in my stomach.

What if she hated me now? What if she….

I can’t do this now. Maybe she didn’t hear what I said.

“Liam?” Paige asked uncertainly.

Oh my gosh, what is she going to say? Does she hate? Does she want me to stop the car? Is she going to leave?

What am I going to do?

“Yes, love?” I ask, mustering up all the strength I could find.

“I….” Paige began.

Paige’s POV:

“….my band One Direction!” Liam hurled the words into his steering wheel but obviously they were meant for me.

He looked sick after he told me. Like he couldn’t believe he’d  let me in on his secret. What should I do? Should I give him space? Does he want me to say something? I mean, it can’t be that big of a deal can it? Just because his band had a song on the radio doesn’t mean they’re famous or anything right? Surely even I would have heard of this “Fun Direction” or whatever if they were. And just because his band sings the one song I actually know, doesn’t mean anything; it’s not like a sign or anything is it?

I decided it was time I say something. “I….” 

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