Anne's POV:
I open my eyes, early in the morning, with a small ray of light shining through the window. I look around and remember that I am not in my house, I am in the backroom of the One Direction concert. The events of last night flood back into my mind, I blush as I recall Niall Horan kissing me. My lips tingle at the thought of it, and I feel the need to kiss him again.
I realize I am laying on something harder than a pillow. I look up slowly, and I am looking at Niall sleeping. He looks like a little angel sleeping, his mouth slightly open, and a slight snore passing through his lips. I snuggle into his neck, to gently wake him up, and it works. He jumps a little at the sudden movement and then he quickly gathers me into his arms. My chest pushes again his, and I feel his heavy breathing under my fast heartbeat.
“Goodmorning Honey,” he says in his adorable Irish accent. I smile and look into his amazing light blue eyes, he grins in reply to mine. Then, his gaze drops to my lips, and one of his hands moves to my neck. He pulls me to his mouth and kisses me, giving me goosebumps. It should be illegal for someone to be this amazing at kissing. I grab his t-shirt with my hands and pull him closer, as he rubs his other hand up and down my back.
We pull back at the same time, and I lay back down on his chest, hearing his fast heartbeat. He wraps his arms around me, and we fall back asleep in each others embrace.
Liam's POV:
My eyes flutter open when I feel a slight movement to my left, and then all I see is the dark curls that could only belong to Vanessa. I look down and see her adorable sleeping face, her thick eyelashes closed lightly. I feel lured to her full, dark pink lips and I stare at then for a good minute before I snap out of my gaze. I look and see that Louis' arm is around her waist, but her hands are on my chest. I want to remove Louis' hands and take there place, but I don't want to wake the sleeping angel. I decide to intertwine my fingers with one of her hands, and place my head so that my lips are by her forehead.
I lean forward and peck her on the forehead, hoping I am light enough to not wake her. She seems to be asleep, but I see a cute smile spread across her lips. I hope she is dreaming about me, and smiling at the thought or us. I really want to kiss her, and finally call her mine.
Is it funny how I met this girl yesterday and I feel this deep of a bond with her? I feel like I am already falling in love with her, how do I tell her that?
Vanessa's POV:
I feel something warm touch my forehead, and I smile at it not sure of what it is. I open my eyes a minute later to see what happened, and I suddenly realize it was a kiss. My whole body heats up, and I look around without moving. I see my hands holding another hand, a hand that can only belong to Liam Payne. I smile and tilt my head up slightly, and my lips are all of a sudden in front of his pink lips. I stare at them, not sure of what to do, and I feel someone's arm around my waist. I can tell it is not Liam's hand because his other hand is behind his head, as he lays on his back.
Curiosity gets the best of me, as I wonder what it would be like to kiss Liam. I lean forward slowly, closing the inch separating our lips. Once my lips connect with his, I feel a shiver go through my spine. I close my eyes, and I feel Liam's lips move with mine. I flash my eyes open and see that Liam is wide awake, staring at me. I pull back slightly, staring into his light brown eyes, he holds an intense and loving gaze with me. I want him to kiss me again, so I close my eyes giving him the hint. I feel him suck in a short breath, and lean forward.
His warm lips touch mine, softly at first, but then growing with passion. His lips move with mine perfectly, he moves his hand from behind his head and removes Louis hand from my waist. Then he pulls back and stands up, holding his hand out to help me up. I take it and he pulls me up, into his arms. We move backwards, and I trip over a pillow and start falling for the ground. Liam moves quickly, and protectively, breaking my fall with his body underneath me.
“Thank you,” I say softly, our faces only centimeters away. He wraps one arm around my waist and places the other on one side of my face.
“Anytime, Love. May I ask you a question?” he says in his sweet voice.
“Yes, what is it?” I say hesitantly.
“Does this mean you choose me?” Liam says pushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. He looks at me with his warm gaze, hope in his eyes.
I think for a minute, considering Louis, but I know Liam is the right choice. The perfect one for me, if I choose him I won't regret it. How did I, Vanessa Rose Walker a normal girl, get the choice to pick between two amazing boys? Famous, sweet, loving boys.
“Yes I choose you, Liam,” I say finally, he smiles and I blush. He grazes his pointer finger across me pink cheek.
“I love your blush,” he says with a grin and lowers his stare to my lips. I know the silent question he is asking me. I lean forward and press my soft lips to his, wrapping my hands around his neck. We kiss for a couple minutes before someone clears their throat behind us.
Liam and I pull away and stand up, I raise my eyes from my shoes and stare into the most secretive eyes I have ever seen.
And they belong to Harry Styles.
