👑Reagan👑
Louis' statement had flustered me. I had absolutely no idea what he meant, but hopefully it was positive.
The three of us went back to the dolphin show that the other boys were at. I turn to see Liam staring at me.
"What?", I finally asked.
Liam turned away, his perfect cheekbones now shaded a crimson color. I smiled and looked at the dolphins. The boys weren't there and Liam was on his iPhone, typing something. 'Where have they gone to?', I think to myself.
A sudden scream caused me to jump. I heard police addressing themselves to bystanders. "Liam Payne, you're under arrest for the attempted murder of Ronald Draegs", a uniformed officer calls.
A large hand drags me into cramped room down the hall. I squint through the dark area and recognize it to be a janitors closet.
"Are you okay?", I hear Liam whisper. I turn to face him and can see a frown settled on his handsome face.
"You tried to KILL somebody?!?!", I whisper-yell at him. A flash of an unknown feeling crosses his face.
"I swear I didn't attempt mu-"
I cut Liam off by whisper-yelling, "THEN WHY THE HECK WOULD THEY COME AFTER YOU?!?!"
"I DON'T KNOW REAGAN!", he whisper-hollers back.
I sigh and slide down the door. Why can't we just have it easy?
"Liam-"
"Let's focus on not getting arrested before you start yelling at me", Liam sneers.
"If I knew you were on your period, I would have bought you some Midol", I growl in return.
Liam sighs and bites his bottom lip, a sure sign that he's currently devising a master plan to escape the proximity.
"Why don't we just take advantage of this?", I wave my hands around frantically to the closet space.
A look of confusion takes over his face.
"There are janitor outfits in here, so why don't we just pretend to be janitors?"
"I'm too muscular, they'll notice me from down the hall", he laughs.
I mumble a few rude comments under my breath about his cockiness.
"Seriously, I'm not in the mood, you dick. Now can we just please get out of here?", I plead.
We end up slipping on the blue jumpers and I pull my long hair into a ponytail. Liam throws a janitors cap on and takes ahold of the cart. "Come on", he demands.
As much as I want to stand here defiantly, I'd also prefer not to watch him get arrested. We walk down the narrow hall until we reach an exit. Liam peaks out to see if there will be any major obstacles. I assume there aren't because he tells me to go outside.
"Nice, send me out first to get caught", I mumble.
A shove on my shoulder sends me flying out fumbling for a wall to hold myself up with.
The British twit makes his way out from behind me coolly. I send him the meanest glare I can muster and move onward.
"Wait up babe!"
"Let's talk later BABE", I mock bitterly.
A huff escapes his plump lips and I smile in victory. We keep our heads down, covering our faces as a precaution until we make it to the Jeep.
We arrive on our street and I spot the door ajar before we pulled into the driveway. A cop car sits idly in front, abandoned by the accompanying policeman.
I turn the steering wheel away as Liam tries to turn into the drive.
"That's a police car.", I state.
He clenches his jaws tightly and studies the road.
"Where do we g-", I begin before being very rudely interrupted by him.
"Just shut the fuck up for once!", He roars causing me to jolt up in my seat.
"Do you star on Sesame Street?", I rebel.
"What?", he asks angrily.
"Oh sorry, I just thought you were Oscar the Grouch for a second", I hiss.
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Lost In Your Tattoos || l.p.
Fanfiction{Completed: Liam Payne AU} He was trouble and she was troubled.
