Unbreakable (Liam Payne Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 3

"Liam! Wake up! We need to leave!", I began jumping on the bed attempting to wake him up.

"Nooo, I want to stay here!", he groaned in a sleepy, childish voice. He wrapped his arms around my legs resulting in me falling onto the bed next to him. We have an hour before we have to leave for the airport and I'm the only one awake.

"Liam! Seriously babe you need to get up, the taxi will be here in an hour!" I crawled off of the bed and grabbed his ankles and tried to pull him out of the bed but his heavy, muscular body didn't budge. "Fine, I'm going to wake up the boys, please be up by the time I come back."

Still in my pyjamas I walked out into the hallway and knocked on Harry and Zayn's door. The door opened to reveal a sleepy, confused looking Zayn.

"What do you want midget?", he joked. My height was an ongoing punch line when it came to the boys.

"Get your lazy arses out of bed, the taxi will be here in less than an hour and you need to get ready, and let's face it, you're going to need a while to sort that out", I responded, gesturing to his face.

"Bitch", he called out as I walked down the hall, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

"Twat!", I yelled back.

As I approached Louis and Niall's room, the door swung open and Niall's excited face greeted me. His smile disappeared when he realised who I was.

"Oh, I thought you were room service, I ordered food", he said to me quietly. The way he gets so excited over food made me chuckle.

"Sorry Niall, it's just me, I came to wake you up but I see you're both up", Louis walked past the door and without looking round muttered "short-arse" and went into the bathroom. These boys really aren't morning people.

"I'll make sure he's ready, don't worry about it", Niall informed me. I thanked him and went back to check that Liam was up.

Sure enough he was up and dressed, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a checkered shirt that I bought him for his birthday.

"Hey baby, are the boys up?", he question, pulling me into his arms for a hug.

"Just about, are you ready?", I responded as he kissed my forehead.

He nodded and I went to get dressed. I put on a pair of skinny jeans, a flowery T-shirt, a denim jacket and my white converse. I then went into the bathroom to do my makeup and put my hair up into a messy ponytail. By the time I'm finished its time to leave.

"The boys are ready", Liam told me, a confused expression on his face.

"Why do you look so surprised?".

"Because they're never ready on time, I think they're scared of you", he looked at me and laughed.

"Well, it's nice to know that I have some kind of power", I winked at him as we walked out the door.

Liam wheeled our suitcases down into the lobby and into the back of the minibus. A large group of fans were gathered outside waiting for the boys to appear along with a dozen paparazzi. It frustrates me that it is so difficult for us to have a private life and that everything we do ends up in the tabloids and on the internet, but that's what I get for being in love with a member of the most well-known boy group in the world. I was with Liam before he became famous and I know it hasn't changed him, as long as it stays that way I can handle all of the drama and attention that we have to deal with.

The five boys fell asleep within minutes of being on the plane so I put my earphones in and listened to music for the remainder of the journey.