My Fake Husband.

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Monday came all too soon, and I wanted nothing more than to sleep in but Liam was shaking me up.

"Come help me with the garbage."

"Liam! Take it out yourself please, I have a headache." I shoved the pillow over my head covering my ears and groaning.

"Niall, please! I have to leave to work soon and I can't made two trips, I made you eggs, bacon, and toast. It took up more time then expected. Come on, help me!" He pleaded and I huffed getting out of bed, and putting on shoes. I could care less about my hair right now as soon as he's gone I'm going back to bed.

We both headed down the stairs with two garbage bags each, Louis had gotten rid of a bunch of his clothes Sunday and left it for us to deal with, because Liam said 'it's cool. I'll handle it.' But decided to wake me up. We threw the garbage into the dumpster and I plugged my nose cause it literally only smelled like dirty diapers and rotten food.

"I should consider really marrying you, after all Louis wouldn't help. And he works soon too."

"Yeah, yeah."

"You'd made the perfect, Mr. Payne!" He teased causing me to pout, that only made it worse cause he punched my cheeks, making me glare at him.

"Stop it or I'm out of this deal!" I knew I was kidding and so did he but he acted like he was hurt.

"What am I going to do without my unofficial husband?" He frowned. I shrugged walking back into the apartment and he followed behind wrapping his arms around my waist and placing a kiss on my cheek. "Bye, Ni." Cheeky little bastard, I waved goodbye to him as he grabbed his laptop case and walked out.

Now that it was quiet, and I didn't have to do anything, my only hope is I'll sleep off this headache, and then wake up when Liam comes home so I don't have to watch some stupid movie on hbo again since they're was never anything good on in the daytime, and I had literally no friends here but Liam.

I was halfway asleep when I heard his house phone ringing. It didn't stop after around three times they tried calling I got up throwing the covers off of me and stomping into the living room.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Horan." Her voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't pinpoint who it was.

"Um, who is this?"

"Why don't you ask your husband? Oh wait, not your husband, just Liam to you. Unlike what he is to me." How does this girl even figure everything out about us? And what's even worse is this is true. She could tell everyone.

"Sophie?" I questioned, not remembering her name.

"Sophia!" She rudely corrected me. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever it is..I don't care. Bye now!" As I was putting the phone down she shouted something I wished she hadent.

"You hang up, and I'm telling everyone!"

"What do you want?" I pulled the phone closer to my ear.

"I want Liam."

"Too bad, he doesn't want you."

"Oh really? You know when he found me, we had stayed outside at the park, he told me he couldn't wait until I graduated just so we could be together without him worrying. I want you in on this, when Liam and I are together and kissing on his couch, and you're standing there jealous, you have to keep it a secret, or else I'll tell everyone about your guys' little fake secret."

"Why?" I breathed out unevenly, I wasn't asking why about all that I was more asking why would Liam do that?

"Because, him and I belong together. You know the only reason why he was so eager to find a fake husband was so him and I didn't get caught by the principle. I had to hide when we heard him knocking and sneak through his window it's hard you know."