If The Shoe Fits {A 1D/Liam FanFic} {Sequel To Head Over Sneakers}

Chapter Four - Lying

Ellie's {Spectacular} Point Of View

Well, it was very interesting to live a day in the life of Liam.

On the way back to the apartment, fans kept bombarding him everywhere. He must get no private time! I guess that's the price you have to pay when you're rich and famous. I have to say, that Liam did turn out, well, very good looking. I could see why all those fans worshiped him. Just saying, he looked so much better in real life than in the poster I had plastered behind my door.

We took the long way home in order to avoid fans. Cindy probably would be wondering where I was all day. I left her in her time of need... Whoops. Well at least I brought her Liam!

While I climbed up the stairs to get to my second floor apartment with Liam behind me, I couldn't help but feel as if Liam was staring at my butt. But hey, whenever I go upstairs I feel like every single person's face is basically right next to my butt. Well at least I wore my good jeans today..? Come on, I know I'm not the only one who worries about this.

I fished for my key to the apartment out of my purse. The purse was, of course, of the greatest and latest fashion. Liam was watching me intently as if I was a TV. "What are you staring at, pretty boy?" I smirked.

"Uh, um," Liam stuttered.

I cut him off by unlocking the door and saying, "Here we are, el casa de me. And Cindy!" I added in a hushed tone, "Wait out here until I signal you."

"What's the signal?" Liam tried to ask, but I shushed him and went inside, shutting the door in his face.

Cindy instantly rushed from her room to greet me. She embraced me and a tight hug. "Where have you been?" she asked. "I've been trying to contact you all day. You should really keep your phone on ring, El."

"I told you, I was getting rash ointment. I'm sorry Cindy, it's kind of a touchy subject, I'd rather not talk about it." I joked.

She nodded her head. "So, are you going to tell me where you really went today?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well I, I kind of, um..."

"JUST SPIT IT OUT!"

"I found a hobo on the side of the street, and told him I would fix him up. I bought him new clothes, got him a haircut, and, I kind of, told him that he could stay here tonight."

"WHAT? THAT IS TOTALLY IRRESPONSIBLE, EL! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" Cindy gasped. "Where is he? Where is this hobo? I'm going to tell him to get out of here, if you won't. I can't believe you just trusted that random guy! Ellie, you're a young girl, a pretty young girl at that, in the city! You can't just trust random creepy men! I can't believe you spent your funds on that! You could've just given him a couple bucks!"

I cringed. "Well, maybe I should go get him. He's right outside the door."

"You better!" Cindy exclaimed.

I smirked to myself. Cindy followed me to the door and waited for me to open it. I pretended to look troubled and took a deep breath. I flung to door open, to reveal handsome un-hobo Liam!

Cindy immediately smacked me in the arm. "Ellie how could you do that to me!?" She ran over to Liam and hugged him. "I can't believe that I actually believed you!" She groaned.

I laughed to myself, and Liam chucked, hearing our loud conversation through the door.

"Wait, why is he here?" Cindy asked.

Liam and I grinned sheepishly. This was our little secret, though! We couldn't just tell her that we were trying to set her up! She wouldn't comply! Ugh, what was I going to tell Ellie?! Darn it. I did the only thing that came to my mind. Gosh! I should be a sitcom writer.

I grabbed Liam's hand and pulled him close to me. "Um, Liam and I are dating."

Cindy's mouth formed an 'o'. "What?"

She said.

Liam looked at me awkwardly and said, "We've been dating for a a while now, but you're the first person we've told. I'm hoping the press doesn't know... but...I really like your cousin. " I gave him a smile that I hoped showed compassion.

"That's really cute... I'm... I'm happy for you." Cindy said in shock.

"I'm really sorry Cindy," I said "it's just... I know that you and Zayn had it rough, and I... I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell you about Liam. But now that I did, I feel really good. Thanks for being supportive." I hugged her.

"No problem." She said lovingly.

Ugh, I was getting myself into a jungle of lies. Why couldn't I have just said that I was One Direction's new stylist? Well, maybe because I had to interview for the job first... Ughhhhhh! I could have even just said I ran in to him! He WAS my friend after all! But maybe the coincidence with Liam being Zayn's band mate was too much..? Well, that's what I'm telling myself to help my bruised ego. I was so stupid! Oh, there is no way that I said that because I actually like Liam, by the way... Probably...

After I hugged my 'bf' goodbye and Cindy and I ate and went to bed, a million thoughts came to me. I tried to push them away as I tried to think of what clothes would look good on the amazing 1D.

Well, except for Zayn.

I HATE YOU ZAYN AND I WILL FIND A SMOKING NEW GUY FOR CINDY TO SHOVE IN YOUR FACE.

Well, I should probably go to sleep.