Magic (Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter Eight.

The boys left for tour yesterday, and Arielle and I hadn't really realized that because we spent so much of our time with those 5 boys, either individually or all together, that now that they were gone, we didn't know what to do with all the time that was in a day.

"We could go shopping," Arielle said.

"And buy what? We just went shopping last week," I said.

"You're right," she sighed then gasped, "We could buy baby stuff."

"It's hard to buy baby stuff if you don't know the gender of the baby for another 2 weeks."

"Yeah," she sighed again, "Man, what are we supposed to do?"

"We could start a new TV series," I said.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, I've heard Sons of Anarchy is good. Or we can rewatch Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Or we can watch all the Harry Potter movies, then all of the Lord of the Rings, then the Hunger Games, then all of the Star Wars movies. That'd kill quite a few days."

"I'm so down," she said.

"Righteous," I said, standing up and gathering all of the movies.

"We'll start with The Hunger Games, since those are only two movies so far."

I put in the first one while Arielle got snacks and drinks. I drank beer while Arielle drank her current trusty friend Snapple.

She fell asleep half way through the first Harry Potter movie. I covered her with a blanket and continued to watch, since her feet were over my lap I couldn't really get up without possibly waking the pregnant devil. I fell asleep after the 4th Harry Potter. Robert Pattinson must have bored me to sleep.

When I woke up, it was 5 the next morning and Arielle was no longer on the couch. I got up and put away the empty bottles before going upstairs, changing into Liam's shirt and sweatpants that he had left for me and crawled into bed. I hugged the pillow that Liam always slept on and fell back asleep until 10 in the morning when I was woken up by my phone vibrating on my nightstand.

"Hello?" I answered the call.

"FaceTime babe," Liam's voice said and I pulled my phone away from my ear and looked at it.

"Oh, right. Hi babe," I yawned.

"Did I wake you? It's nearly 10:30 in the morning," he said.

"Yeah, well Pregs and I have decided to spend our next few days watching a bunch of movies until we manage to find better things to do, I fell asleep on the couch and woke up at 5 then fell back asleep in bed."

"Well did you sleep well at least?"

"Eh."

"Why not so good?"

"Nightmares again."

I'd been having nightmares ever since 3 weeks before they left for tour. Nightmares of Liam leaving, of him getting hurt, of something happening to any of the boys.

"Babe, nothing is going to happen to any of us, and I'm not leaving you, okay? I'll be back to visit in a couple of months before the American leg starts."

"I know," I said, "I really do know it. I guess it's just sitting in the back of my mind waiting to eat me alive."

"Well don't let it. I miss you."

"I miss you too babe."

"How's Arielle?"

"She's good, she was real tired last night, fell asleep half way through the first Harry Potter movie, woke up some time before me and went to bed."