LA to London (Liam Payne fan fiction)

Chapter 6:Liam POV

She gave me her phone number! Hallelujah! I grab my phone, put her number in a contact and text her, ‘too soon?’

Normally I would wait a bit, but Ella isn’t a normal situation. Normally it would take ages to build up the connection Ella and I already have. I am comfortable enough to text her so soon and I know she will laugh at my dorkiness and reply something ‘rude’ in return. It took me months to build this connection with Danielle. Danielle. In the least douchebag-y way possible, I completely forgot about her. I mean, we ended on good terms and I don’t have feelings for her anymore, but she was a big part of my life and I miss her company, I miss the way we felt about each other. I guess now I missed it, not miss it. Ella takes my mind off all that stuff and we can just have fun. Even if we are talking about serious things it’s still fun. Speaking of the devil, I just got her reply. ‘Someone hasn’t heard of the three day rule?’

I laugh while typing back, ‘Do you want me to stop texting you?’

Almost instantly I get a response, ‘Nah, it’s alright’

I walk towards the entrance while typing and pause before opening the door to send, ‘So you busy tomorrow night?’ I open the door and walk towards the boot of my car. I open it up and chuck my suitcase in. By the time I am in the front seat and ready to drive, I have another text from Ella, ‘As in a date?’

‘No, as in a peach.’ Ella doesn’t reply, did she not get my joke? No I’m sure she got it. Sending a question mark would be too pushy right. She probably is driving isn’t she? No, her friend picked her up. Ok red light I can check my phone.

‘Sorry the lameness of that joke left me momentarily paralysed. I actually laugh out loud. I probably look insane to any onlookers.

‘So is that a yes?’ I send in response. The light goes green and I continue driving. This is the first time I have actually wanted a red light, and also the first time that I seem to always get green. By the time I park my car, I grab my phone before turning the car off, checking if she replied.

‘I’m not sure that is the best idea.’

I’m sitting on my couch, dazed, staring at the message. Did I do something wrong? Why doesn’t she want to see me? I can’t ask her though, that would seem too clingy considering I just met her. Maybe she has a boyfriend? No, she was definitely flirting with me. That doesn’t mean anything. Shut up brain. I need to respond. Maybe just, ‘Oh’. Yeah that’s good. Sent. Why did I say that? I probably made her uncomfortable. Nice work Liam.

It’s already been sent nothing I can do now. Just wait for a reply, if there is one. I’m starving. I walk to the kitchen and look in the pantry. I grab a box of crackers and walk back to the couch. I hear my phone’s text tone go off and I run to the couch where I left my phone. Is it her? Please be her! Just Zayn wanting to catch up. I love the lads to death, but why couldn’t it have been Ella. I type that I’m tired now but how he should come by tomorrow. Ella’s calling! I have to wait a bit, can’t seem like I was waiting. I slide to answer,

“Hi…”

“Liam I really did enjoy our flight together but I mean you’re famous and I’m not and I totally shouldn’t be blurting this out to you but I probably won’t see you again so why not? I really did like you but you are in One Direction. You can get prettier girls who can follow you on tour and be the perfect girlfriend for you and I can’t deal with paparazzi and bitchy fake sisters who approach me at the airport and make me feel like shit and I would rather this end on a positive note like our plane memory than a bad public break up.”

She says so much so quickly that I need a moment to comprehend. My fame. That is what is stopping us being together. Another one of the many great aspects of having no privacy. I mean I love what I do, but the fame can be really aggravating sometimes, I can’t live a normal life. I guess I am silent for a suspicious time because Ella soon speaks again.

“I should…”

“We haven’t even tried anything yet and you’re giving up.”

“If I give up now it is less pain than if I give up after we have made a commitment and become more involved.”

“One date, that’s all I ask. One date for me to prove how much fun we can have.”

Ella sighs before responding,

A/N oooh what is she going to do? what I decided to do because I have been writing heaps is that instead of publishing the chapter as soon as I'm done, I will write as much as possible but only upload once every couple days that way I have something to upload if I ever fall behind when the term stars. Please vote, comment, share whatever!