Softball... Meeting Harry Styles!

Je t'aime.

{Kailey's P.O.V}

I'm laying on my bed on my phone when my laptop starts beeping. I open it to see a videochat request from Liam. I take a look at my clothes and groan. I have on a ripped tanktop and short-shorts. Jumping up I rip my shirt off. I slide into a nicer top and leggings. I quickly brush my hair and put it in a side ponytail.

I jump on my bed again and press accept on the call.

"Hi baby!!" I exclaim once Liam's face pops on the screen.

"Hi love! I miss you!" He states with a small smile.

"I know baby! Just remember only a few more weeks until Christmas. Then we can see eachother again." I state. His smile widens and he squeals. Yes, squeals. I'm dating a teenage girl.

"Actually there was a change of plans babe. We're coming home earlier than Christmas." He says happily.

"OH EM GEE!! When are you coming?" I squeal.

"The 19th." He says. My smile grows and I do a little happy dance in my seat.

"That's a pretty sexy dance there babe." He winks. I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out at him.

"Oh guess what?" He says adjusting the screen.

"What's up?" I ask crossing my legs.

"Harry's been teaching me french." He states proudly.

"Ready for a quiz?" I question. He nods.

"Bonjour, mon nom est?"

"Hello, my name is."

"Aujourd'hui est de 10 Décembre?"

"Today is December 10."

"J'ai faim?"

"I'm hungry." He says.

"Damn babe. Harry did a good job teaching you." I say clapping my hands.

"He also taught me a few phrases too." He states.

"Lay one on me." I say. He coughs and fumbles with his hands.

"Kailey Fusco.... Je t'aime." He states. Whaa? He does. That means I love you. I study his face and see he isn't lying. I blush and smile.

"Liam Payne.... Je t'aime trop." I smile. He lets his breath go and smiles.

"Good. I was freaking out inside. I thought you didn't love me too." He sighs holding his heart. I giggle and blow him an air kiss.

We stay up most of the night chatting.

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Hey everyone! Sorry for the short chapter. Kailey you said you wanted to talk about Liam's relationship.... hopefully you meant something like this. haha

Ansely it wasn't really a softball injury. Well kinda. In April I hurt my ankle and was on the crutches for a week. Then on Saturday I was running and it popped. The doctor said I might have torn a ligament in my inner ankle. :( soo no softball this week. :'(

On another note: I started another fanfic. It's a lot different than my other ones. It's a story about Niall getting hate from the fans. He does self harm in the story. If that kind of thing offends you I wouldn't recommened reading it. I do self harm and I wanted to write this to prove a point.

Words do hurt. I hope you all read it. I'm posting the first chapter later on tonight.

Hope you liked this chapter!

Love you my children!!

Oh btw. Tomorrow is my two week mark of not doing that thing. I'm really proud of myself. :)