CONVERSE || A Liam Payne Fanfiction

Chapter 20: The Arrival

***Mia's POV***

 "Jasmine!" I yell from Liam's room. She walks up the stairs, already looking perfect for tonight.

"What's up?" She asks. "Oh my god... Mia..."

"Do I look okay?" I ask self-consiously.

"You look beautiful! I mean, you always do but right now, it's like you're  a princess." She says in awe.

"Thanks. Umm, do you think that maybe... Liam will... like it?" I ask timidly. It's so embarrassing. 

"Yes! If he doesn't then he's blind." She squeals. "Let's go!"

We walk out, but Jasmine stops me.

"And now presenting, the new..."

***Liam's POV***

"Mia!" She walks out. Thump. Thump. Thump.  She stands there, blushing. Thump. Thump. Thump. She smiles at me. Thump. Thump. Thump. She's so beautiful. She's always been, but with her dress looking white, and me in a tux, it feels like a wedding. Thump. Thump. Thump. I can tell right here and now, that I want to marry this girl. I know that I'm only seventeen, but this... this feeling. It's like nothing else. It's happiness, and excitement, and nervousness, and sadness, and every single feeling put together. Thump. Thump. Thump. I walk over to the very bottom of the steps and she begins to walk down. Thump. Thump. Thump. We link arms and begin to walk out the door to the limo. Thump.         Thump. My heart is starting to skip beats. We get into the limosine and I grab a bottle of sparkling soda. 

"I know that none of us, except Louis, can drink alcohol yet, so I made sure that we at least had some sparkling soda." Harry smiles, holding the bottle in one hand, the other around Jasmine's waist. I slowly grab Mia's hand and entwine my fingers with hers. I can feel her squeeze my hand back, as if to say 'It's okay to hold my hand. I want to hold yours too.' My heart, still speeding, feels warm inside my chest. 

We arrive at the venue and I open the door for Mia. Cameras flashing, the paparazzi shouting, but that didn't phase me at all. We head towards the building, walking on a purple carpet. Mia, the adorably clumsy girl she is, almost falls. Immediately, my hand is on the small of her back, which inevitably turns it into a dip. She blushes, but looks into my eyes and smiles. This feels like everything is great and nothing could go wrong. 

We continue walking down the carpet and once we enter the doors, there are purple and white streamers hanging everywhere and balloons. It looks like one of the high school proms in the movies. And then I see him. Standing on stage, talking to some of the guests like it's nothing. My hand begins to shake in Mia's, but she grabs my forearm with her right hand to steady it. 

It's him. 

He's going to ruin things, as usual. 

It's Mark

***Author's Note***

Hey guys! I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while. Things have been really hectic and stressful lately between school, and family issues. I'm really sorry. One piece of bad news is that my great-grandmother passed away. 

BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS THAT MY CAT MIRACULOUSYL MADE IT THROUGH! MR. POWERS LIVES ON!!!

Thanks again for the support! I wouldn't be anywhere without you! :)

Stay Beautiful! xx

~~~Mia~~~