Magic (Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter Ten.

Eleanor and I were painting the nursery today. I wore my oldest pair of jeans, that I didn't mind getting paint on and an old t-shirt. My hair was pulled up in a bun on the top of my head. Yesterday, Arielle and I cleaned out the room and I put down the tarp on the carpet. El was on her way, and I was finishing putting painters tape around all of the moldings and on the walls in the pattern that Arielle wanted. The paint we had was only going to take about 3 hours to dry onto the walls, but we had a lot to do, so we were starting early, it was 8 in the morning now.

"Good morning lovely," El said as she came in with coffee as I was opening the paint cans.

"Oh you're my savior," I smiled as she handed me one of the drinks.

I took a drink then set it down on the nightstand we had put in the room that had an iHome on it for music.

"Will you plug this in and turn on the music?" I asked her, handing her my phone.

She took it and plugged it in, shuffling all my music. 5 Seconds of Summer started to play and she chuckled. I smiled and handed her a paint roller. We went to work, while singing along to all of the music that was playing. The ceiling of the nursery was going to be the hard part to do, because Niall desperately wanted it to look like the Irish flag. I had put tape on the ceiling, which was a feat all it's own since I had to stand on a chair to do that.

When we were finished with the walls, we started on the ceiling. I did the green while Eleanor did the orange.

"We're too damn short for this," El said as we both stood on our tip toes even with the extenders on the paint rollers.

"Well, our tall boys aren't here for another 2 months, except for the time that they're here to play shows so," I sighed, "We have to suffer."

"How are you and Arielle holding up with them being gone?"

I laughed, "I think she's actually doing better than I am, since she's got the baby to think about, her mind is usually occupied. Mine just gets to wander and think about everything bad that could happen."

"You can't let your mind mess with you like that. It's hard for all of us. Mostly Kendall honestly, I think. Since Harry is given this womanizer image by the press, every girl he's seen with he's cheating on her with. And some times I think it's hard for her to believe if he's telling the truth to her or not."

"But that boy is so bad at lying."

"Yeah, but when your mind starts to play tricks on you, making you believe things you never would've believed in the first couple of months of dating, you begin to question everything. Liam would never hurt you, he loves you far too much. He even texts me some times when he knows we've hung out to see if you're really doing alright or if you're just afraid to tell him you're not okay."

"Well I mean, it's hard of course, but I knew it would be. But I guess it's the same thing as I told Arielle months ago before we found out she was pregnant when she asked if I thought that dealing with the paps was really worth it. We knew what we signed up for here, it's just part of all of it. So I'm not angry that they're gone, because I knew they would be. But missing him is harder than I thought it would be. I've never been in this position. And I know I'm not going to let it ruin us, but I wish it were easier to have him gone."

"I know love, it is hard to have them gone. But you've just got to look forward to the next time you see him, and not think about how long from now that is, or how long it's been since you've seen him. Plan for the future with these boys, while still living in the moment. Here, how about tonight, we all go out, I'll call Perrie and see if the other Little Mix girls are down to go. We'll go to a club, Arielle can just be our sober buddy," she laughed.