Intoxicated(A Liam Payne fanfiction)

ch.2-Starbucks

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Darcy's P.O.V

Dear Diary,

I found myself in a pretty awkward place today. As usual, I went down to The guitar shop, for my job, and I started to tune up some guitars. I soon, found myself playing a few songs, and there was this boy who complimented on how he thought I was amazing. I don't know what it was about him, he seemed sweet, and maybe that was why I had a bad feeling about him. Because he was sweet, which meant it would be easier for me to fall under his 'spell', just so he could hurt, I mean it has happened before, what makes this time any different? Nothing, I know it. Like I told myself a long time ago, I can't trust anyone. I won't trust anyone. And that's a promise I will keep.

-Darcy Litindale

I closed my Diary and placed it under my pillow, my roommate would probably make fun of me for having it. Her name was, Jessa, I think, and she almost never used our dorm. She was always out partying, and when she wouldn't come back that night, (which is frequently) I guess I could kind of figure out, where she was. So we kept to ourselves, and I was fine with it. She hadn't said anything rude to me directly, and I planned to keep it that way.

I sat there, on my bed, for who knows how long thinking about the boy with the chocolate eyes. I knew his name was Liam, but it never crossed my mind, that maybe that's how I should refer him, when I daydreamt about him. Which still made no sense, considering the fact, that I told myself to stay away from his 'kind'. Boys like that are the most unpredictable. Like someone once told me, 'The sweeter they are, the easier it will be to foul you', and I had the chance to determine that statement true.

So it was settled, I planned to never see him again, yep, good idea.

I grabbed one of the pillows Jessa didn't use (after I was sure she wasn't coming home) and set it against my other, rather lumpy pillow. I slid my glasses off of my thin face and set them aside. I slowly let my eyelids close, as I had yet another dreamless sleep.

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I didn't go to my classes on the weekends, so I allowed myself to sleep in. I woke up and sleepily looked over at my clock. I silently groaned as it was only 8:30, yet I lazily got up anyways. I decided to go for some star bucks, as It was my favorite breakfast place.

I slid on a 'Jack Wills' hoodie, and TOMS before heading out.

I walked to Starbucks with my hood up and head down, not because I wanted to warn people I don't want to talk to them, but because, like I said, I'm not a people person, and probably never will be.

There were barely any people inside, which was great because this is where I can relax in peace. Just me, my coffee, and whatever music I have. I ordered my usual peppermint caramel frappe and sat down at my usual spot. It was away from all the chaos that could occur, and was quiet.

I plugged in my 'beats' and turned up the volume, as the first song in my acoustic playlist tuned in.

It didn't take me long to completely zone out in my music, and I just stared at the book in front of me, as I daydreamt about random events. I didn't realize someone was calling my name, until it was in-between songs when they called it once more, I took off my headphones and looked confused.

I held in a sigh as I met the same chocolate eyes. "Uh, Hey Darcy" He smiled, and I awkwardly smiled back. "uh, mind if I join you?" He asked, I didn't have a chance to answer because he took a seat across from me anyways.

"So what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to raise some awkwardness, "Oh, I woke up early and decided to go out before the lads woke up, what about you?" He explained.

Lads? Does he have like brothers or something? Best-mates maybe?

"Oh, I come here a lot, just to clear my head" I realized how stupid that must sound to him, after all, it's only a coffee shop. But instead of asking me, he just smiled warmly, again.

"Well my classes are going to start in an hour or so, so I better get going" I lied, trying to keep my distance. He smiled rather sadly? But got up as I did, "Well, can I get your number? Maybe we can hang out sometime?"He asked hopefully.

I was tempted to say yes, but my ego made my choice, "Umm, my classes are literally 24/7 I don't even have time for my own friends" I lied

Which you don't even have, stop pushing him away, I simply hushed the random voice inside my head,.

But I have to admit, I kind of wanted to see him again.

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Liam's P.O.V

I didn't understand why Darcy would lie to me. I know, I know, how would I know that? The way her eyes wouldn't meet mine when she spoke, obviously meant something. I didn't get why she wanted to push me away, when she didn't even try to get to know me.

I'm starting to think that she lied about having friends, which I know can't be true. I sighed and watched her leave the coffee shop. I wanted to know her. She seemed so different, and I wanted to know more.

Yet, there was something that didn't add up, why didn't she look surprised, or give a slight emotion, when I first spoke to her. I wouldn't want her to freak out, I would just assume, but with her, I couldn't assume anything, which got me wondering.

Does she know who I am?

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will someone be a good reader and tell me if this story is complete crap?

Please do, because I don't like getting all stressed before I post a chapter if they aren't good anyway.

-Morgan xx