In The Lights(Liam Payne/1D fan fic)**DISCONTINUED, IT'S SHIT ANYWAYS**

Feelings,problems in the past, and Liam

    It's finally up! YAAY!

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  I yawned and sat up, greeted by" Never say Never'' coming softly from my radio and the darkness in my room telling me it was still nighttime in Hollywood.

"I never thought that I could walk through fire,

I never thought that I could take the burn.

I never had the strength to take it higher,

until i reached the point of no return."

      The big glow in the dark clock above my oak dresser read, 2:36 AM ,around the time that i usually wake up 3/4ths of the week nights for a midnight snack of some sort that is so essential to me. Ever since i was about ten or so, i've always woken up about every night around this time.The only problem was that usually I couldn't go back to sleep unless i've eaten something.That  took me many nights of little sleep to realize.

       Slowly, i got out of the comfort of my cozy bed and it's sheets, sitting up and stretching out my tan arms.It took all of my willpower to not collapse back in bed.My eyelids were heavy, threatening to close and bring me back into my dreams.

   Very, very, slowly, i got up and walked lazily out of my door and into the hallway.

      "I've tried playin' it cool,

but when i'm lookin  at you,

i can't ever be brave,

cause you make my heart race."

     It was Liam's voice accompanied by the strumming of a guitar. It sounded so good, my feet took me to the music room to hear more.The door was slightly opened, and I could see him sitting on a stool,looking at the guitar while he was strumming and singing, completely oblivious to me.

         Being a girl, my eyes traveled down to his choice of clothing.He had on grey Jack Wills sweatpants and nothing on top, showing off his bare chest.It felt like I had to pry my eyes off of him/

       He stopped singing, but was still playing the guitar absentmindedly, like he was thinking hard about something.

     I went downstairs and got two ice cream cones, remembering that Liam doesn't use spoons, and filled them both with cookie dough ice cream before heading upstairs to the music room.Call me intuitive, but I have this nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach  that was telling me Liam needed someone to talk to right now. Creepy, I know.

"Liam?" My voice was soft as I opened the door and stepped inside. He looked up from the guitar,surprised. "Huh?oh! hi, Ella." he rubbed the back of his neck."I was just-umm..."

I cut him off by waving my free hand around in the air dismissively."Hey, don't worry about it. I meant it when i said that this room was always open."I sat on the stool beside him and held out the cone. "Here, I hope you like cookie dough."

He took it."Yeah, i do.Thanks."

"so what brings you here at almost three in the morning?" I asked after i licked my ice cream that was starting to melt along the edges.

"Just thinkin' about stuff.You?"

"I always wake up around this time" I responded,pausing to lick my ice cream. "It's kinda an automatic thing,really."

"oh."He looked down at his ice cream.

       "A penny for your thoughts?"I looked at him.Wow, i feel really old for saying that..