Vamped (A Liam Payne Fan Fiction)

Chapter Eleven: The Phone Call Of Death

Liam's P.O.V

I quickly slipped my phone out of my quarter lengths pocket and tapped out a mesage to Niall.

Resturant. Six o clock. Tonight. Be there. Dress up smart.

I ordered in the text message. He better be there. I thought to myself.

Right, that was Nialler sorted. But what about me?!

Niall's P.O.V

Prepare to meet your doom. You will die now.

I heard a low, deep mennacing voice come from behind me and the table started rattling. What the hell was happening?

This is your death date. You will suffer the unthinkable.

The voice came out again. This time a lot growlier and louder. Okay, now I was scared. The table continued to shake as I cowered in the corner. No! I was too young to die! I had my whole famous life ahead of me! Where was this dangerous voice coming from?!

Then came a high pitched baby voice. Haha Niall! Your going to die! Na na na na na! Haha you dead!

I loudly screamed a very high pitched girl scream and ran as far away from the vibrating table as I could. What on Earth was happening? Was I hallucinating?

Then came loads of explosions from the table.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

I held my head in my knees and tried to squish up as far as into the squashy corner of the sofa as I could.

Then the explosions stopped and Louis' voice sounded out from my phone.

Hey Nialler. I think you recieved a message there.

Even though I could only hear his voice I could tell there was a cheeky grin on his face as he recorded that. I couldnt believe it! It all started to slowly come into place. I wasnt going to die. Nor was there an earth quake. And that voice was fucking Louis on record! I knew the phone he was using the night before looked different! I was still shaking even after I realised but by the time I managed to recover I was furious. I picked up my phone with nervous hands and speed dialled Louis. It went straight through to answer phone.

Hey this is the one and only sexy Tomlo. Ive got my phone off right now 'cos I dont wanna' be killed by Nialler for obvious reasons. Niall, if that is you then hang up, calm down, and eat that tub of Ben and Jerries ice cream I bought especially for tough times like this. If its anyone else then leave a message after my big personalised beep. Ready..... BEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPY BEEEEP.

(Actual beep)

"I will fucking not hang up and eat a tub of ice cream you mennacing little cunt! Do you have any bloody idea how scary that was you little bastard? I screamed! Yes, you got one thing right! As soon as you enter this house you are going to wish you werent fucking born! When I see your ugly face...... It will be death like that! That was NOT funny you......... Um. Fat twat!"

I ended the call and thought of what revenge I could get. Oh, what about that Spiderman statue he owned? And I could throw the ice cream all over his room. Actually, no not the ice cream. That was my comfort food. I suppose I'd just hide the statue at someones house. But who would do that for me?

Izzy's P.O.V

"Hi Niall!" I sang out as I opened the front door to find him on my door step. This was perfect! In fact, this was past bloody perfection!

"Hey." He smiled crookedly at me. "Can I ask a favour?"

"Anything!" I replied enthusiastically.

He ran back out to his car and pulled out a huge red spiderman statue and ran back up the path. "I need you to hide this in your house for me." He informed me.

"But that's-"

He cut me off. "Louis', I know but this is revenge. Sweet revenge."

"Why?" I asked, frowning and smiling at the same time.

So he told me this whole massive story about Louis stealing his phone and changing the text tone to a recording of something really scary that made him furious.

"Sounds good enough to me." I agreed, opening the white front door wider for him to get through. As he walked past me his warm hand brushed mine by accident and a quick rush went through my body and then stayed bubbling in the pit of my stomach.

"Thanks so much!" He called from the cellar. So he'd obviously hid it there.

"No problem!" I called back, feeling amazing to have made Niall Horan happy and to have also helped him.

"Do you wanna' stay? I asked him.

"Yeah, sure. Im not doing anything else today. I dont think." He told me. SCREAM! NIALL WAS IN MY HOUSE!

Dont fan girl. I ordered myself. Dont. Fan. Girl.

"So what was the text message then?" I questioned him as I gave him a mug of hot chocolate.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked. "Oh, its from Liam. He said to be at the resturant at six tonight and to dress smartly." Niall told me.

"Really? I recieved a message exactly like that from Paige today as well." I told him, surprised.

"You know what theyre trying to do, right?" He asked me.

"Yep. Theyre trying to get us two together." I answered simply as if it was the easiest question to answer in the world.

I sat down and he studied my face with his gorgeous blue Irish eyes. "Should we go?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

It took me a second to register. "Wait, youre asking me out on a date?" I checked.

"I suppose so, yeah." He frowned, still looking at me.

"Okay." I replied.

Right, lets get this straight. I might of just said okay on the outside but inside I was secretly throwing a party and screaming stuff in my head. Luckily I remained cool and calm, though.

He smiled. "Why are you not fan girling?" He enquired.

"Because I know that if I do then I probably havent got much chance with you." I told him in a smooth voice and looked down at my nails.

He pushed my fringe behind my ear and a rush went through my body again. "I like you." He said. "Youre different to all the other girls."

I couldnt believe what I was hearing! No way! Never in a million years would I even expect to be within in a few inches of Niall! Let alone hear him say that to me!

"Do I need to get my ears tested or did you actually just say that?"

"I said it. And you dont need to get anything tested. Your perfect the way you are. Youre you. The only thing you need to work on is believing in yourself." He told me.

"Thats so sweet! Thank you so much! Thats the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me!" I grinned and hugged him.

"Well, you need to work on what friends youve got if THATS the nicest thing anyones said. I will make sure to compliment you more on our date tonight when I get to know you better." He told me.

This just kept getting better and better! All my dreams were coming true!

First, I saw Niall in person.

Second, I got to sit in a cupboard with him (!)

Third, I became friends with him and went to where he was staying.

Then, he came to my house and asked me out on a date.

And now hes showering me with compliments!

Can life get any better than this?