You Are My Dream Come True

Chapter~4

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Liam's P.O.V

"Absolutely breathtaking !" I muttered under my breath as I saw her coming here. She was wearing a white shirt and black skinny jeans. Her hair were wet and a few bangles of her golden locks were hanging on her forehead. She must have seen my jaw hanging because she was blushing. Wait why was she blushing? Does she like me too? Whatever it is I got to do something.

One spoon of pasta and I was completely lost in its taste. I felt its taste strangely familiar. It felt as if I have tasted it before. But I kept quiet because I was not sure. Wait it has the same taste of pasta that I ate once back in London. What is so strange about her, why do I feel that I know her? Where have I seen her? Ughh.. it sucks when I can't recall anything. I have to do something so I get to spend more time with her, I have only one month even less. "Hey (Y/N) can give us a tour of your place; I mean you have a big house.", I asked with a lot of hope. She agreed and we quickly finished to get a tour.

Her house was beautiful like her, the whole house had wooden flooring, not even a speck of dust could be spotted. Black leather couch and sofa complemented the heaven blue coloured walls. Paintings were framed in dark wooden and metallic frames and were hung in a definite pattern. The coffee table was square shaped and was made up of glass. Next was her bedroom, it was a combination of modern architecture and old royal style. It reflected her taste in history. The three walls were painted with light grey and the wall overlooking her bed was painted with dark grey and had abstract texture made with white. I completely contradicted her; I mean yesterday she fooled the security guard and this kinda reflects a grown up's choice. A red velvet couch was laid in a corner. Adjacent to it stood a body length mirror and beside it was the closet. That was a comfy room filled with (Y/N)'s scent; sandalwood one. One peculiar feature of the room was that there were no family pictures only paintings studded in silver frames. The other room was quite similar to the previous room with a few exceptions; where the couch was made of purple velvet and the paintings were studded in wooden frames. The third room was a little weird, yea, I mean..
I felt like I was standing in a 17 years old girl's room. The wall behind the bed had floral texture; other three walls were painted with lilac color. The couch's place was occupied by a large wardrobe. The rich black colour of the dressing table matched with the pure white colour of the wardrobe. Unlike the previous rooms the bed wasn't that big what it was quite cozy. The magenta coloured bed sheet went well with baby pink pillows and white blanket. This was the room that had pictures but only of a small girl, no elderly person. There is something different about her that I know but I can't recall. Next was her study room; it was huge, there were seven book shelves standing in a semicircle. There were books relating to all subjects- science, literature, business arts, astronomy, geography, history, autobiographies, novels and what not. All of them were arranged neatly. There was table in the corner, lot of papers were scattered on it. The adjacent wall to the table was quite interesting, a lot of pictures were hanging on that wall. We all went closer to it to have a better look. We all burst out laughing they were our pictures. She was crimson with embarrassment, still she was the prettiest girl on this planet. We all embraced her in a hug and told her that it was absolutely fine; in fact it was kinda flattering to see that our fans were so dedicated.

*After 2 hours*

"We should be get going, we have rehearsals to do for our next concert. Bye (Y/N), it felt fantastic to meet you. I hope we stay in touch." Niall said as he got up. We all got up too to leave. One by one we all hugged her, of course I was the last one because these boys will never miss an opportunity to piss me off. As I embraced her in my arms for a few seconds, they all started clearing their throats. "Dickheads" I cursed them. We all left her house and headed towards the studio. I couldn't focus on rehearsals. (Y/N) was hovering over my mind. Somehow I managed to get through them. No rehearsals for two days but the sad thing was that we were leaving after a week. So here is the end of.... Damnit ! Why fuck things do not turn out in my favour !

*In the car*

"Guys will we not visit the beautiful monuments of this country? I mean coming here and not visiting them is really unfair.", Harry said trying to start a conversation. He was right. Coming all the way from London to this beautiful country and not visiting epic places is something what morons do. Not us we are intelligent heads. So I said "What if we start with Taj Mahal, it is breathtaking." "Love is in the air. I will get the tickets booked for tomorrow night." Louis said whistling, while others chuckled. But it meant I had only one day with (Y/N) before I leave. What NO !!

I was sitting in my room thinking about her. She was definitely the most beautiful girl present on this earth. But there was something that gave me the feeling of familiarity. It seems that I know her and her family but still I can't do anything 'cause I can't recall anything.

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