I'm Related to Liam Payne?

Chapter 33

The night passed as usual, not too quiet nor was it too loud. The normal conversations and chit-chatting took place at the table, like always. Today, we hadn't spoken much about the things going in our lives but what was going on with each other's.

Liam was going to have a few weeks off after their long trip to North America and Australia with his band mates Harry, Louis, Zayn and Niall. They were leaving soon, for a week or so, then back here to the warmth of each of their families. I was glad to be living life like this, with a great group of people who love you of who you are, that were probably the most important thing of life. A few friendship problems weren't too bad. In the end, you'll always have someone else, like me. Emily was gone, forever; it made me feel quite upset that I didn't have enough time to spend with her. Chloe was her new bitchy-self with the awful slut, Stephanie. Shannon, my new neighbour was a great person; I knew that from the first time we met. I was glad she was here for me and I was glad to be here for her.

The sun went down; I knew in no time, it would rise again. Deciding to head to bed soon, I excused myself from the table and headed in the direction of my room upstairs.

Everything in my room was a huge mess from this corner to the other with clothing on the floor, books scattered around my bed and my drawers hanging from this side to another. It was already 8PM, I was going to bed early today, tomorrow would be a great, wonderful day-or I hoped. Just sliding my books down from my bed, I grabbed my PJ's and quickly changed into them, not caring if someone was looking. They couldn't see my front anyway.

"Eliza! You've got someone looking for you," Liam called from the stairs. I ran down, as quickly as I can, not wanting for the 'person' to wait for too long. Liam handed me the phone and instantly, I felt relief. I wouldn't want someone looking at me in my PJ's. It was just a weird thing to get used to I guess...

"Hello?" I asked, I didn't know who was over the other side of the of the phone.

"Hello is that Eliza Payne?" An unknown man asked. 

"Yes? Uhm, who is this?" I asked politely. I didn't want to be a jerk. 

"Oh, it is ..." and the phone cut off. Seriously? That is very rude ya know!

Making a desision of leaving what just happened behind, I headed back to my room, doing what I was doing before; trying to get to sleep.

The weeks past as I grew to know Shannon better. We hung out mostly 24/7, it was a great feeling to be with someone you know well. 

Just recently, I decided to take on voice lessons and singing, just doing it for fun. When I had the chance, I would sing along to every song possible. When I felt like it, I would sit and read lyrics. When I heard a catchy or great song, I would try to learn the lyrics. I even got some rapping going on, it was fun as you would see, if you wanted to.

School had started a day ago, Shannon had moved into my school, as I expected. When I found out her family had chosen to put her in this particular school, we had gone crazy and had a cookie feast. No Liam or he will be in danger... but he sneaked in and I went craaazy. Sorry Liam, Shannon and I can't help but try to kill you for having a cookie but since you are pretty strong, I have no chance. I'm a weakling.

"Eliza. Emily's parents are moving away," Mum says one night. 

"Why? They were so happy here," I say, looking through the past few memories. Her parents were not very happy but indeed sad, like I could understand but seriously? It's already like this time and so many months have gone past... but I guess I can understand.

"They have too many bad memories here," Mum paused. "you know those..."

I nodded, understanding what she had just said and stopped eating. I wasn't in the mood for eating when the last few bits and pieces of my best friend, Emily was going to another place in just a few weeks or even days! 

Liam came rushing in the room with a frown while four other laughing boys followed him.

"What is so funny?" 

"Boo Thing!" Louis randomly says. I can see that they do find something funny, or even hilarious.

"Comon, tell me!" 

"Well... guess what? Liam just got a banana in his face!" Zayn exclaimes. No wonder Liam seems so angry or rather... sad?

I just laughed at the tought of Liam getting mashed bananas on his face and giggled at the thought.

"Funny right?" 

"Yeah, I can't believe he let you do that! Out of all the Daddies around here..."

"He did let us, Liam. Well, he was sorta forced to?"

The next day...

Eliza's online diary

Im back hahaha. Well I am kinda back. Yesterday Liam got smashed with a banana in his frickin daddy face! he is going to be such a meanie hahahahaha ! I want to say sorry to the child beforehand lol :)

Today, I saw this sign on the cork board at school and it said that they were going to hold a talent show in three weeks time. I kinda want to sign up but I don't know if I should. Mum and Dadday said I should give it a shot, even if I wouldn't win. Thanks for the compliment Dad, not believing in your daughter! Ha! So well Im going to sign up tomorrow and it's going to be awesome? I hope so. 

Im singing a song... I don't know which but maybe Fireflies by Owl City. The best sooooong of all time, duhh. I love him :) So I will. OK night, cyaa my people who are going to read this or whatevs cus I dont care bwahahaha :) well... night and wish me luck :)

I headed to the music teacher to put my name down for the talent show. I didn't tell Liam, as he will tape it and put it on You Tube or something and then, I'll try to hunt him for dinner. Well not try, I WILL. Fingers crossed Mum and Dad wouldn't tell him!

I practised the song over and over again, each night. Shannon was there to support me, she wasn't doing anything but she wanted to, just that she couldn't think of any. Her singing was great, just that she didn't or wouldn't believe me when I said that, which kind of made me feel sad. 

The night was inching closer and closer as I practised night after night. Remember this, Liam will not know and will not come.