Your POV...
You knew something was up with Liam cause he always had a fake smile on his face. You could read him like glass so you knew that something was wrong. You were just watching TV on your flat that you share with Liam. You heard the door close meaning Liam was home. You walk home to see an tired Liam. His hair was messy, his clothes wrinkled and eye bags under his eyes. "Liam?!" You croak out. He turns his head and fake smiles at you. "Li, I know that, that smile is fake" His smile faded. "Look you can tell me" He nods no. "Sorry I can't" He shakes his head again. "Li you can trust me" He just shrugs no. "LIAM PAYNE THIS RELATIONSHIP IS BUILT ON TRUST, LOYALTY AND LOVE. IF YOU CAN ONLY GIVE 2 OF THE 3 THEN I'M SORRY" You yell as you put your toms on. "No Y/N please" Liam pleaded but you just started to cry and say no. You were about to open the door when something shut it and wrapped his arms around your waist. He spins you around and kisses you. You kiss back and your stomach feels like 1,000,000,000 butterflies exploded all at once. You both finally pulled away and Liam looks at you with guilt and regret flashing on his face. "Look, The lads are putting pressure on each other including me for the songs and It's got to me. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you. I just didn't want to talk about since I've had enough of it" You smile and kiss him again.
