Chapter Eight : Izzy On Meeting The Love Of Her Life

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Liam's P.O.V

I gently took Paige's warm hand in mine as we strolled along the sandy beach towards where the boys and I were staying and she squeezed my hand quickly, smiling up at me through her gorgeous dark lashes. Oh, her eyes! They seemed to sparkle! Izzy was supposed to be meeting us at the apartment in about half an hour. It took, like, twenty minutes explaining to her in thorough detail how to walk from her house, across the beach and up the bank but I suppose she was still getting her head around it all. It still really surprised me the way so many girls go crazy when they see me, Harry, Louis, Zayn or Niall. The fact that we could make people so happy by doing something we loved was just so incredible.

I smiled back at Paige and she quickly started a conversation. "I'd be prepared for Izzy if I were you. Oh, and warn Niall. He may get raped." I didn’t know whether she was being serious or not but I laughed anyway.

"Will do." I replied. "Although I'm pretty sure he's already aware of what this girl is capable of." I added speeding up the pace a little bit as we approached the path way to the apartment.

Ten minutes later....

"Can't I just hide in the cupboard or something?" Niall pleaded with Paige and I, using his puppy dog eyes.

They didn't work though this time. "No, you can't." I said simply.

"It'll be fine after a while, I'm sure. She might be a bit crazy at first but it's 'cos she's crazy about you, Niall. Just casually get talking about normal stuff and she should settle down............ Hopefully." Paige tried to reassure him, her amazing voice like charming bells in my ears.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her on her smooth, soft flawless cheek as a silent thank you whilst Niall mimed gagging in the corner of the room in the sofa. About one minute later there was a hesitant knock on the glass window of the freshly painted white door. Louis wanted Zayn to spray paint Marvel heroes on the front but everyone else disagreed apart from me so it was a no go, unfortunately. Niall slowly got up and walked through to answer the door. Let's just say all you heard was a scream.

And let me also add that it wasn’t the type of scream that you heard from fans when they met us.

In fact, it wasn’t even a fan screaming.

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Yes, you guessed right. The high pitched petrified yelp came from poor, helpless Nialler.

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