My "Best" Friend (Liam Payne)

Chapter Fourty-One Boo

*5 Days Later*

So I decided Daniel wasn't so bad I mean, he's into music, and isn't a snobby rich kid. We are getting along, no fights or nothing. We decided to not get into detail about what happened to our parents. All I know is that his mum died, and my parents split up and I live with my dad in America.

I got my room back though. Daniel gave it to me two days ago. Apparently, his room got painted, so he crashed in my room for a couple of days, my bad!

Liam stays in Daniel's room. They get along well. We have Mum's rehearsal tonight. I'll be walking down the isle with Daniel, and Liam will stay with his family for the wedding, but for the reception, Liam, Daniel, and I get our own table off to the side so we could all talk. I'm excited.

Mum took me out shopping for a dress for tonight. We found me a dress that went to my knees. I was white strapless, with a tie-dye look of pink and blue on the bottom and left side of the dress. Then I wore white sandals, a necklace with a key on it, and pink earrings matching the pink on the dress. My brown hair stayed down with curls.

It went by quickly, then we headed back home. I took Mum to her room since she was already half asleep. Then, I went into my room. I changed into my pajamas, and practically fell onto my bed. I closed my eyes, but couldn't fall asleep. I heard a door close, and a voice talking into a phone. It wasn't Mum or Richard, Richard is with his brother for the rest of the night, and Mum is here, already asleep. Daniel stayed with Richard, so that left Liam. I got up out of my bed, and put my ear up to my door.

"Wait, you want to talk to me alone once I get into London?" He was kind of whispering. "Why do you need Paisley with me?" I heard him go down the steps.

I opened my door, and quietly went down the stairs keeping my distance from Liam, but I could still hear. Liam was in the kitchen "Look, she got her stitches out, and they found us. I took her hand, so the I wouldn't loose her. But- We aren't- We don't need- She's just a- Fine. Bye." I went walking in, to see him rubbing his hand through his hair sighing.

"Liam?"

He looked up surprised, "Oh, hi."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Liam," I said sternly.

"I really don't know what's wrong."

"What?"

"Paul needs to talk to us once we're in London."

"Why?"

"I don't know, it's something to do with those pictures of us."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"What's going to happen."

"I don't know Pais." I nodded. "Look Pais, you need to get some sleep, come on."

He lead me upstairs to me room and to my bed. He kissed my forehead and said goodnight. I said the same thing, then he went walking out. But before he was all the way out, he turned his head in, and said, "Love you Paisley."

"Love you too." Then I fell asleep.

*2:45 P.M.*

"Fifteen minutes!" Daniel's aunt yelled. She kept getting on my nerve about how her daughter loves One Direction, I still haven't caught her name and I don't plan too. I just call her Oscar, like Oscar the grouch! She really was either a grouch or nagger. She nagged to me about the boys, or she would get all grouchy when I didn't listen to her, which was ninety-nine percent of the time. The one percent was if I moved some flowers for her Liam and I could leave.