LA to London (Liam Payne fan fiction)

Chapter 5:Ella POV

New part yay! I told you I would update more now I am on break :) also it's longer than normal, longer than i expected too. Keep reading, voting and commenting (well start commenting!) thanks loves xx

My hand closes around the handle of my suitcase. I pull it off of the conveyable and place it next to me. Liam snakes his arm under my left arm and wraps it around my stomach. My stomach feels like butterflies are flapping their wings where his arm makes contact with me. He closes the gap between his chest and my back, radiating heat where our bodies touch. We are both standing in silence, though it isn’t uncomfortable, it is nice, just having his presence there. It might just be me, but I feel the inevitable truth looming over us, what comes next? I mean he’s a celebrity, he probably isn’t even interested in me. I can’t get so attached, that just causes pain, I would know. I can’t squirm away from him, that’s just rude. I just have to stay neutral, don’t react, don’t become attached. I feel his lips press against the tattoo on the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. So much for not reacting. I feel as if there is a bubble around us, keeping us in our own little movie world. But all movies have ends. I need to burst this bubble safely before it explodes.

Liam releases his grip on me and walks towards the conveyable and grabs a big black suitcase I’m assuming is his. I turn and see two teenage girls jump when I catch their eye contact. The one girl has long black hair that reaches the top of her waist even in it’s delicate plait. Her brown eyes travel down my body to my feet and back to my face as if she is a robot scanning to me. Next to her a brunette is whispering in her ear. She has an average face, but you don’t really notice is because of her amazing body. She is wearing a top that catches on her huge boobs before skimming down her seemingly flat stomach. Her yoga pants cling tightly to her gorgeous butt and her firm legs. Their identical button noses and lips indicate they are related, probably sisters. When the brunette has finished whispering in her sister’s ear, her sister nods and they both stride confidentially towards me. They both have smiles on their faces, but it makes them look more like a cat ready to pounce than a welcoming smile. 

The voluptuous brunette reaches me first and says,

“Hi I’m Katie!”

“Hi Katie I’m Ella.”

“And I’m Tiffany.” Katie towers over me, while Tiffany, even though she is shorter than me, still seems to tower over me. I wonder what they want with me.

Katie, channelling her inner middle school rubs her side against me and says while waggling her eyebrows,

“So, you and Liam?” Oh! That must be why she is here. They must be fangirls. Katie’s smile looks more genuine than Tiffany’s, who looks like she is prepared to bite my head off, though Katie still makes me want to crawl up into a corner with my knees to my chest. What am I supposed to say about Liam and me? What am I on about we are obviously nothing, we just sat next to each other on one flight.

“Oh, we just met on the plane. Just friends, that’s all.” I say, trying to sound cool and relaxed, but I wasn’t so successful.

“I sure hope so,” Tiffany mutters while taking in my appearance again. Normally I can take an insult and can think of a response quickly, but with Tiffany it just seems to hurt. Or is it because it is related to Liam? Maybe because I know it’s true, I know he is famous and can get better girls, a pretty doll-like girl like Tiffany. Or a super hot body like Katie. Katie looks embarrassed and hits her sister’s arm.

“Sorry about her, younger sisters right.” Katie says in an attempt to smooth things over.

“It’s ok, I could tell she is younger,” I say, scanning her body. I can also get sassy.

Katie angrily whispers something between gritted teeth to Tiffany, something about how they can’t get to Liam if they are a bitch to me. I sigh. If I did somehow by some miracle start dating Liam, would this be what it’s like. Well, now I’m in a bad mood. I just need to get away from these girls, I dealt with enough fake girls in high school, I don’t need more.

“Hey Ella, you ready?” Liam yells. As his voice reaches me I start goofily smiling, God I’m such a dork. Apparently Tiffany agrees because she snorts, though that might be her trying to cover her jealousy. Katie doesn’t even bother trying to cover her jealousy. The selfish part of me feels smug about their jealousy. I mean if they are going to be bitches then they deserve it, right?

“Coming babe.” I yell as I turn and walk to Liam, not even saying goodbye to Katie and Tiffany. As soon as I am in reach, he snakes his arm under my right arm and around my waist.

“Who were they?”

“Oh nobody.” He looks at me and I smile. I’m not even bothered by them anymore, just being close to Liam washes away those minor inconveniences and helps me be happy. Well so far at least. I really have not known him for long. Liam takes a deep breath and asks,

 “So, what’s next?”

“We go through another scan…”

“That’s not what I’m talking about love.” I can practically hear the smirk in his voice. I sigh. I don’t really know what to say. He is famous, I’m not. I have self confidence, but I am aware there are better girls out there, girls he could get in a second. Also I have never really been in a real relationship, I mean I have had flings and short term relationships, but I always thought a real relationship so young was pointless. I mean it would just end in heartbreak and pain, rather save myself the trouble right? I have seen the pain of someone with heartbreak. It was pretty toxic, my dad almost got fired because he just wanted to mope around all day. To me, the shorter the relationship, the less pain caused when it ends. My parents had been together for ten years. A short plane ride would just need a box of Oreos and a hot one night stand to fix, or so I thought. I feel like I need to say something to Liam, to take a chance. If I don’t I will always be left with what ifs. But who am I to make a move on Liam Payne from One Direction. Liam is looking at me expectantly. I guess I should just be honest, I mean I probably won’t see him again.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Oh”

“What?”

“Nothing”

“Liam, you can tell me.”

“I guess if this goes wrong I won’t see you again. I felt a real connection on the plane. It was weird, but good weird. I really like you Ella. You are so interesting and fun and I have only known you for about eleven hours, but those eleven hours have been amazing. I guess I should just stop because you would have said something if you felt it too and now I’m just embarrassing myself.”

“Is, is that really true?”

Liam looks me in the eye for the first time in this conversation. He really has the most beautiful eyes, but that is probably just his soul showing through. He just nods. Even with everyone at the airport, it feels like we are in a beautiful silence, a silence neither of us dares break. I move my hand down to my bag and feel for the zip, not wanting to break the intense eye contact. After a bit of fumbling I retrieve the pen, click it and grab Liam’s hand and lower my gaze to his hand, where I write my phone number. Once Liam catches on, he smiles like a little boy in a candy store. I can’t help but start smiling too. We are both just goofily smiling at each other when I get a text from my flat mate, Cassie, telling me she is here. I show him my text from Cassie. He nods, places a kiss on my temple and whispers in my ear,

“Bye love, see you soon.”

“You better text or call Payne!” I respond while walking off. He just laughs.

Once I reach the exit, just before I push the door my phone buzzes. I reach for it, thinking it is Cassie texting me her location when I see a random number with the text ‘too soon?’

I chuckle as I push open the door and type my reply.