Ali's POV
I followed the worn path that I walked so many nights. The trees brushing together, joing with the wind to make a song. I giggled as the wind brushed through my brown hair, picking it up and making it dance along. I stopped in front of a beautiful meadow, that I knew like the my favorite book, but something was disturbing our tranquility. The soft sounds of someone sobbing filled the meadow. Followed the soft sound till I found a boy on his knees, his hands covering his face. "Are you alright?" I whispered. The stranger looked up, and I realized he wasn't a stranger at all! "Why, you're Liam Payne," I gasped in delight. He nodded softly. "Now tell me what is wrong, Liam Payne?" I questioned, eager to make the boy happy. "The lads and I got in a bit of a row. And it's all my fault," he sobbed. "Now, now. I am sure, it was not any fault of yours, Liam Payne," I whispered and he looked me in the eyes. I smiled a sweet smile, as the smell of flowers surrounded us. I felt as if my sparkling brown eyes could see right into his beautiful soul. "But it is! I snapped at Louis because he was being childish and I made him cry!" he cried. " You are sweet, innocent, and strong. You did not mean to harm his feelings, but simply meant to correct his behavior. You are not as horrid of person, Liam Payne, as you like to believe," I smiled. And he stopped crying. I giggled delightedly! For it is not every day a girl such as I make a boy such as he become happy once more. "Thank you..I"m sorry, but what is your name?" he asked me. "My name is Ali. I live in a lovely cottage not far from here. Would you like to see it?" I asked him eagerly. "I would love to," he laughed. I smiled and grabbed his hand. We stood and I led him to the path.
A bird chripped above us as it took it's first flight, I grinned in delight. We followed the dirt path until we reached my home. "Mama, Mama!" I cried bursting through the doors. "Ali! What is this? You have brought company?" my mama cmiled cheerfully. "This is Liam Payne. I found him in our meadow," I smiled eagerly. "You should not be out there as late as this, boy," my Papa spoke from his chair by the fire place. "Papa! Do not be rude to Liam Payne!" I giggled. "ali, you know of the dangers that lurk in our meadow at night," Mama said carefully. "I know! And that is why I brought him here!" I spoke cheerfully. "You should get him home, before it becomes to dark," Papa warned. "Yes, sir. Come aloong, Liam Payne. I shall walk you home," I smiled. My mama and papa bid there fairwells and we were on our way. I skipped beside him. We parted ways with my path after a few minutes. He reached the tall building in which he lived and I stopped there. "When can we see each other again?" he asked. "Never. For I can not love you the way you need to be loved, Liam Payne. Because I do not exist any longer. Mama, Papa, and I were killed in our meadow years ago. As much as I wish we could love, Liam Payne, we cannot. But I do wish you the best," I smiled and skipped away. I felt my still heart leave me, to be with the man who had been born into the wrong time.
I awoke with a start. I rolled over in bed to see Liam beside me. He opned his eyes. "Good morning, love. How did you sleep?" he asked. "I had the oddest dream. Where I was a ghost and you were in the meadow I was killed and we talked and I brought you to my cottage and we spoke to my parents and then I walked you back to your flat. You said something about seeing me again, and I explained how I was dead, and I spoke really weird through out the whole thing. I only called you Liam payne, like I refused to just call you Liam," I said in one long breath. "Well, Ali, that is one weird dream," Liam laughed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So, I wrote this for the wonderful Niamrules123! I hope you enjoyed. I really liked writing this one. I tried to make her speak formaly and in an old kind of way. I hope it worked. Comment! Vote! Fan! Message me if you want one!
xo Sarabeth
YOU ARE READING
One Direction One Shots
Hayran KurguJust a collection of One Direction one shots. There are a few about the bromances. Not all of them are. Tell me if you want me to write a one shot for you. I'll be happy to. Xo Sarabeth