Hold On - A Liam Payne Lovestory

Prologue

“I put my IPod on shuffle. The song that started playing was ‘One and Only’ by Adele.

‘Lose myself in time just thinking of your face…’

Yes, I couldn’t get him out of my head. Who could forget about Liam Payne? Not one. The next song started. It was ‘Iris’ by the Goo Goo Dolls. My IPod knew me and my moods so well.

‘I just want you to know who I am...’

That was all I wanted, Liam to know who I was.

The first notes of the next song were flying through my head. I knew it so well. ‘Superstar’ by Taylor Swift. It described best, what I felt for Liam. I was no one special, just another wide eyed girl, who was desperately in love with him. Every time he smiled his beautiful smile I melt away, like all the other girls. I was invisible and everyone knew who he was. And he would never find out, that he was the one, who sang me to sleep every night from the radio. I loved him from the first moment I saw him on and thought about so many ways to meet him. But none of it worked. I went to England last summer and I didn’t meet him randomly on the airport, on the plane, in London or England at all. I would probably never get to see him. Or he me. I loved him so much and he didn’t even know I existed.”

I smiled at my old diary-entry. I wrote this a long time ago. I was fifteen back then. Now I was twenty one. I still had some kind of crush on Liam Payne, but I got over the fact, that I would never get to meet him. I went to many One Direction concerts and I loved it, but it made me see, that Liam was untouchable.

I moved to London a few years ago and went to Uni there. The first year I still stalked One Direction a little. I couldn’t call it stalking, because I still never got to meet them and I’ve never been the type of girl, who loved to scream their souls out and did stupid things to get to see her favorite celebrity.

I’ve seen a few celebs on the street and got a few photos and autographs. You’re allowed to say a few, when there are only two, right?

I was really mature. I’ve always been more mature than other people my age. I thought about different things and was way deeper and thought further.

I concentrated on my carrier as an author and it went good. I gave up my dreams to be a famous dancer when I was eleven and noticed that I should’ve gone to a ballet school, which I didn’t.

I still loved dancing with all my heart and that’s why I took a job as a dance teacher in south London. It was real fun to work with the children and teach them a few dance steps.

My life wasn’t exciting and nothing much happened. I posted a few ideas on books on the internet and had a few fans. Not many, but those few, really loved my stories.

I didn’t really know, what to do with my life and thought that nothing exciting could happen to me anymore. Nothing exciting but love, which shouldn’t be so hard to find in a city like London, but I even gave up searching for that.

But it’s said, that everything happens, when you expect it the least. And this is probably, why all of these things happened to me.