Liam's P.O.V.
The boys were going to have to do the promotion and concerts in France without me. No way could I stay there, knowing Meghan's ill. She needs me. I arrived back in London. I got a taxi to the hospital and literally ran through the corridors until I found the room Sarah told me she was in. I peaked in through the window to check if it was the right room. I saw Sarah sitting on the chair beside the bed reading a magazine. Meghan was fast asleep. She had wires sticking into her hands and a dressing on her right side where I assume her appendix was removed. I walked in quietly, so that I wouldn't disturb Meghan. Sarah looked up and saw me. She set down her magazine and came over to me and hugged me. I dropped my bag down lightly and hugged her back. "Thanks for coming Liam. You didn't have to but I know Meghan means a lot to you."
"It's no problem. At least she'll wake up with familiar faces around her." Sarah nodded and we both let go.
"I'm going to go and get something to eat. Do you want anything?" I shook my head. "Ok, I'll be back soon." I nodded and she walked out. I sighed and sat down beside Meghan. I lifted the magazine Sarah was reading and flipped through the pages. One article caught my eye in particular.
"The One Direction boys are not on topping the charts and touring the world, but are also shacking up with their girlfriends.
We all know Harry Styles bought a pad for himself and now ex girlfriend Aimee Jones, but it turns out Liam Payne has done the same thing. Sources confirm it was in fact Meghan that set the ball rolling to get the pair to live together as she got herself the lovely three-bedroom-house through her modelling contract.
I think it's safe to say that we would all like to become a model just to get ourselves a decent house.
Rumour has it Louis Tomlinson took it upon himself to organise a house warming party for the pair with went down a treat, apart from Aimee not being able to attend as she is over in America recording her demo album.
Now that story has been cleared up, onto the next 1Drama.
After seeing the boys on an interview and watching Twitter closely, we discovered Harry and Aimee have actually split up. Harry confirmed this when he was asked if he was single or taken and replied with, "I'm single..."
Aimee then tweeted him with a link to one of her covers she is recording of 'Black Heart'.
We know Liam and Meghan are safe, but what will the future hold for this pair?
Look out for more in the next issue!"
I set down the magazine. I smiled to myself as I thought about the happy times Meghan and I have already had and hopefully will continue having in our new home. I was lost in thought when a small voice broke the silence. "Liam? What are you doing here?" I smiled as Meghan gave a small smile. I pulled the chair over closer to here and wrapped her hand in mine.
"Your mum called me and told me what happened to you. I got on the next train home and came straight here to be with you." Meghan smiled again. "How do you feel?"
"Sore..." I nodded and kissed her hand.
"You better be fully recovered in a month and a half." I watched as her face went from confusion to realisation. In just under two months, we'll be celebrating our one year anniversary.
"I'll try my best." She smiled and I leaned in and kissed her. She continued to smile into it which made me smile. I heard the door close and I jumped back to find Sarah standing there looking smug.
"I didn't miss much then?" Meghan flushed red and I just laughed a little.
Aimee's P.O.V.
Ever since my phone call from Harry yesterday, I haven't been able to get him off my mind. I can't wait until I hear from him next. It's driving me mad not being able to call him mine anymore. I just want us to stop this breaking up shit and just stay together. I can't see myself with anyone else because I love him too much to find someone else. I just hope he feels the same. I walked out of the studio after another long day. I checked my phone for the 100th time as I walked into my hotel. Still no sign from Harry.
I sighed and walked into the lift.
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I was watching some stupid American talent show on TV when my phone rang. My heart lifted and started pounding faster and faster. Why does Harry always have this effect on me? I answered the call and the most heavenly voice ever sang down the phone.
"Hey there Aimee
What's it like in LA City?
I'm 5661 miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
The Hollywood sign can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
Hey there Aimee
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side." I don't know what was better, the fact he's singing my favourite song or the fact he's singing to me altogether. There was a knock on the door. Harry must've heard it because he stopped singing.
"Hang on, I'll get rid of them." Harry made a muffled noise as I got up and opened the door. My jaw almost hit the floor in shock. In front of me, stood the person behind the voice singing to me. I was in complete shock. Harry continued to sing.
"Hey there Aimee
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all." Harry had hung up on the phone call and made his way into my room, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. He finished singing and pressed his lips on mine. I was still shocked. I didn't know what to do. Harry pulled away and looked into my eyes.
"W-what are you doing here?" I stumbled on my words, not knowing what to say.
"We have a two day break."
"So you flew over here just to sing to me?" He shook his head.
"I flew over to fix us. I made a mistake Aimee. I shouldn't have told everyone we were over. I shouldn't have let you walk out on me and I should've stopped talking about having a baby. I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too." Harry's face broke into a smile.
"So are we cool?" He asked.
"We are." I smiled back. He kissed me again but pulled away rather quickly.
"I don't want you to be my girlfriend though." I looked at him with mixed emotions. Why did he just confess all that if he doesn't want me back?
"But what was all tha-"
"I want you to be my wife." What? With one swift movement, Harry was on one knee with an opened box revealing a beautiful diamond ring. My mouth fell open. Once again, I was in shock. "Aimee Jones, would you please do me the honour in marrying me?" I could feel happy tears building up in my eyes. Harry has just made me the happiest girl alive.
"I'd love too!" I grinned at him and he stood up and smashed his lips onto mine. He broke it off and slipped the ring onto my finger before lifting me up and spinning me around the room, all while kissing me again. Harry Styles just proposed to me.
