LA to London (Liam Payne fan fiction)

Chapter 10:Liam POV

Wow, she really did open up. I know Ella isn’t specifically stubborn, but she I can tell she doesn’t like talking about her problems. It means a lot that she trusted me, I know I trust her and while this is going so fast it’s nice to know Ella is in the same place I am. Also she actually listened to what I was saying. While she did act defensive some of the time, I actually got through to her and I feel I helped her, I made he realise something. It obviously wasn’t her fault her mum started drinking, but I understand why she blames herself, even if the reasoning isn’t correct. Also she can’t avoid love for the rest of her life. I can’t control her though, I know that. One of the reasons I’m so drawn to her is her confidence in herself and her decisions. She is persistant, if she makes a decision she knows is right, she isn’t going to back down. She isn’t a pushover, which is such a great quality. However right now, it is difficult for me to help her because of it. I know that helping her through this isn’t going to be easy or quick, but that doesn’t lower my desire at all.

Besides when I got some Bolognese on my shirt, the rest of the night went smoothly. We had nice, easy conversation, though still conversations that I love. Nothing as intense came up, we had lots of fun.

Once we both finish eating I stand up and grab both of our plates. Despite Ella’s protests I insist on cleaning up. After a couple minutes I return after putting the plates and cutlery into the dishwasher.

I walk back into the living room and am met to Ella looking through my photos and frames on the wall. She doesn’t seem fazed by the album awards hanging on the wall, but instead is looking at a photo of me with my parents and sisters. We were going to some wedding and we are standing together inside the house but by the door. I always really liked that photo, not sure why I just thought it was sweet. Ella is staring intently at it, but I can’t see her face so I’m not sure what she is feeling. She slowly lifts her hand up and runs it down the side of the frame very slowly while she keeps looking at the photo. 

“Having fun there?” I ask, smirking. Ella jumps and turns around, her eyes wide like she just caught committing a crime.

“Oh, I um, I was just, um.” As cute as she looks right now I put her out of her misery.

“Don’t worry, I know.” I change my smirk into a smile and she smiles back, though her cheeks go pink. After a few seconds of silence, Ella speaks,

“It’s a sweet photo.”

“Thanks” I smile at her and she smiles back. We just remain in this comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company. I want to reach out and hug her. I want to kiss her on her gorgeous plump lips. I want to wrap my arms around her narrow waist. I want her. I know it’s only been a few days and that she doesn’t want anything serious but this feeling, this new feeling doesn’t care about the facts. It cares about Ella and how I want to be with her. This isn’t love, I couldn’t love someone so soon, no one can. This isn’t lust either, I don’t just want to sleep with her because she’s hot. It feels like I’m lusting after being with her, if that makes sense. I wonder if she feels it too? No way, it’s just me falling too hard too fast again. It feels different but I’m still falling faster than the girl again. By now I really should have picked some sort of lesson or moral up, but clearly not because before I can stop myself,

“So is this our last date?” Ella seems startled that I broke the silence and that I just asked that question. She sighs a frustrated sigh, though she seems more frustrated at the situation than at me.

“Liam, I like you, I really do. I have never really liked a guy properly before but I am sure this is what it is supposed to feel like. I care about you Liam. I have fun with you Liam. For all these reasons I-I can’t go on another date. I really want to be able to just push through everything and just say yes and go out with you and have a great time, but I’m not ready and if I push myself it will just cause the relationship to fail, but I don’t not want to see you again.” She says it all very fast and stressed, like she’s worried.