L.O.V.E. (A Liam Payne, Niall Horan Love Trinangle)

Little Talks

"Hannah!" my mom called as I stretched my body in un imaginable ways.

"Coming!" I shouted down to her, as I got up out of bed.

The concert was something that I would never forget. Lydia's surprisingly not as crazy as I thought she is for being so obsessive over one direction. I actually really like them. I'm still not crazy about the music- because I would much rather listen to some Led Zeppelin- but I must admit, they're some of the nicest boys I have ever met.

Walking down stairs, I smelt the smell of strawberries and yogurt. Which, I might add is my all time favorite breakfast.

"Did you sleep well, sweetie?" My mom asked as I dipped a strawberry into some yogurt and stuffed my mouth.

"Yes, very. I'm still a little worn out though." I replied licking the yogurt off my upper lip, enjoying the sweet taste.

"How was the concert? Lydia told me that you met them?" She asked cutting more strawberries, for herself.

"It was good. Not anything like Zeppelin, but, still good." I laughed "and yeah we met them. We also met them at the mall earlier yesterday. I gave Liam my number." I devoured the rest of my strawberries.

I was saddened when I realize that I didn't have any more left. When my mom turned around, I quietly took some of her and put them in my mouth, making my cheeks get hallow.

"And do you like this, Liam?" she asked turning around; she looked down at her plate, and then looked up at me right as I was swallowing. I gave her an innocent look, and she just shook her head and laughed,

"I like him as a..person. But honestly mom, I'm still not over Jordan." I sighed and looked down at my phone, that was in my lap.

"Oh honey, you'll get over him sometime" My mom stated, as she rubbed my back. "besides, I think that this Liam boy would be good for you. Maybe he will help you get over Jordan" she smiled hopefully at me.

"I guess you're right.. Well I'm hanging out with them later today, so we'll see how it goes." I smiled at her.

I walked up the steps on my way to my room, when I heard the doorbell ring. I turned around and headed back down the stairs, only to find myself falling face flat onto the ground. My legs were over my head, and my back was sore all over. The worst part wasn't that I had almost just fallen to my death- no, the worst part, was that I hadn't realized my mom had opened the door. Who was there? No other than Mr. Liam Payne.

"are you okay?" Liam asked rushing over to me, helping me untangle my legs.

"Peachy" I lied. "Not to sound rude or anything, but why are you here... and how do you know where I live?" I asked standing up slowly. I whimpered, as I felt my head throbbing.

"I just wanted to drive you over to the lads and I's place.. only if you're up for it" he reciprocated back to me. "and Lydia gave me your address.. well actually, she gave harry her address, but then she said that you lived across the street, and now- here I am." he said in a rushed voice as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

I giggled at his nervousness. "Oh okay.. yeah I'm up for it. Just let me go get changed." I said as I unattractively attempted to run up the steps.

I ripped off the clothes I had on, and noticed a huge purple, yellow, and black bruise on my lower back. I sighed, and searched through my drawers for something cute to wear. I don't know why I was so uptight about the way I looked. It's not like I like Liam. Do I?

After ten minutes of throwing clothes aimlessly around my room, I finally decided on an outfit. It was a more rocker type look. I had on a black vintage cutoff journey shirt, that was my mom's. I paired it with red denim shorts, and a pair of black supra's. I decided not to do anything fancy with my hair, so instead I just let my natural curls roam free.