[1] Babysitting Lux

29 - We Didn't Invite Him

29 - We Didn't Invite Him

Next day, I woke up with a happy sigh as a song from the radio invaded my silent until then room. Baby I’m Yours by The Artic Monkeys, a cover I have been told, was the best way to wake me up and I smiled as I looked up to my roof.

I hopped off my bed, stretching as I felt my sore body protest a little because of all the jumping and moving and running around I had done yesterday. My body demanded more sleep and rest, but I knew I had to go to work. And if a sore body was the price to pay for the invaluable and unforgettable, I would happily pay for it every single day of my life for more days like that one.

I did the same I had done every single day of my vacation before: take a shower, have breakfast and go to work in the same building with Lux and One Direction.

Just normal stuff, you know.

I walked in, waving at Kennan who waved back. I was getting used to this lifestyle, to this routine. As I walked through the lobby into the elevator, I took a glance at my phone. Just in time. Take that, Zayn!

I got into the elevator and as I turned around I saw Liam walking in. He smiled at me and I smiled back after a split of second in which I was surprised by his actions. Even though this happened on a daily basis I still could not fully grasp onto it.

“Good morning,” he greeted politely and giddily with those puppy eyes and that beautiful smile of his. Not that I was being obsessive over him or anything, just stating facts.

‘Good morning sexy, flawless, cute, stunning beast that calls himself Liam James Payne or Leeyum or Daddy Direction or DJ Payne and has stolen my heart, hypnotized me forever, made a total eclipse of my heart and captivated my soul’. “Good morning Liam,” I greeted back, a smile playing on my lips because I could not help but wonder what he would think or say if he knew what I was thinking.

He would probably just open his mouth widely, trying to say something but being too astonished as to actually say anything. He was too naïve at times. And for me to say that was saying a lot since I was like the definition of naïve. You could go to a dictionary and next to the meaning you would find a picture of me.

Or probably a picture of me and Liam. I would not mind having a picture taken with him, not at all.

“How was your weekend?” he questioned while getting closer to me. I held my breath and tried to shiver as subtly as I could, so I did not scare him off.

Then, I tried to breathe again because I was not in the mood of collapsing in front of Liam Payne. So instead, I took a deep breath with which I smelled his cologne, then anting to kiss him.

It was like a vicious circle; around him I would always end up having weird desires that I would have to suppress in order to avoid jail. At least I didn’t feel like fainting anymore. I just wanted a kiss, or maybe twenty kisses. Great, I wanted to kiss someone this early in the morning, and someone who most definitely did not want to kiss me.

I really needed to learn to control my feels. Quite difficult for a fifteen-turning-sixteen year old if you ask me. Not impossible nonetheless, and if I want to work with them I do have to learn to control myself.

“Amazing, I went to a water park with the Atkins,” I replied, ignoring al of the creepy thoughts that flowed through my mind at such an early hour in the morning.

“Oh, really? That’s great!” he cheered excitedly. Oh lord, how was I supposed to control my feelings when he squinted his eyes like that and giggled?!

I took a deep breath and looked away, straight into the wall and tried to find out which color it was painted with. Maybe magenta? “Yeah, what about you?” I finally asked, once I had decided it was indeed magenta and my feels had calmed down. Of course, I was talking to him while ignoring my subconscious that told me to kidnap him and make babies with him. I would need to have a serious conversation with my subconscious later on.