Je t'aime [Lirry One-Shot]

Meh, not one of my favorites i've written. Hope you enjoy anyway! xx (Ps: Je t'aime means I love you!) @Livingthedream2012 gave me the proper translation of the French parts, since I'm so incompatent in French (sob sob), thank you! 

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***Liam POV***

"Alright, Niall, Louis and Zayn, let's go ahead and do your solos." David, our recording artist said, indicating for the boys to follow him.

"What do you want us to do?" Harry asked. David shrugged.

"Whatever you want. We're probably not going to need you for awhile." Harry and I nodded, watching as they all left with waves and farewells. Soon, Harry and I were the only ones in the lounge, sitting on the couch.

"Hey, Li?" I turned to Harry, who had called my name. He had a slightly coy look on his young face, his brunette curls tucked into a beanie and his bright green eyes glinting.

"Hmm?" I asked, taking a drink from my Cherry Coke. He smirked.

"Well, he said we could do whatever we want." He said it in a weird way, so I gave him a look, nodding.

"Yeah, I'm probably going to just watch some telly." I responded, lazily waving to the television set up in the corner of the room. I saw him roll his eyes.

"Are you sure you don't want to do... Anything else?" He said. I shrugged, pushing up my fake nerd glasses on the bridge of my nose.

"Unless you can think of anything else." I shrugged, reaching for the remote. He grabbed my hand, stopping it. Suddenly, he was straddling me, looking down at me with an alluring smirk. He put his hands on my shoulders, leaning down towards my ear.

"Oh, I could think of a couple things." He whispered into my ear, his hot breath fanning on the skin of my neck.

Oh.

Oh oh ohhhhh.

I get what he means now.

God, I'm so naive sometimes.

I smirked, finally catching it on. I put my hands on his waist, reaching up to kiss him. He stopped me with a finger.

"Ah ah ah, not here. Let's go somewhere a bit more private, eh?" He said in his silky voice. I nodded, smiling. He took my hand and we ducked out of the open lounge room. He led me through a few corridors until we somehow ended up in the alley in between the Syco recording building and another one.

He pushed me against the wall, pressing his body flush against mine. His hands went around my neck and I placed my hands on his slim waist. I smiled up at him, watching as he leaned in, his eyes fluttering closed. I met him halfway, our lips moulding into each others perfectly. He sighed into the kiss, his fingers tangling themselves in my hair. His tongue traced my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth, letting him in. My fingers tightened on his waist, going slightly under the hem of his shirt as our tongues battled for dominance.

Ah, I love Harry kisses.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God." We heard a voice a broke apart, looking towards the sound of the voice. Two teenage girls stood at the entrance of the alleyway, their eyes wide and mouths agape. I noticed one of them wearing a 1D tshirt.

Shit.

This could be potentially problematic.

"You-You're Harry Styles! And you're Liam Payne! You were just kissing! Oh my god, they were totally snogging!" The one with short brunette hair said. I glanced at Harry, who looked guilty and scared. 

Time to make a plan Liam.

"Err, Qui êtes-vous? Je suis désolé, je ne comprends pas. Je ne parle anglais." I said. The girls and Harry looked at me with strange looks on their faces. 

"But, you look just like..." The ginger haired one trailed off, looking like she doubted I was Liam Payne anymore.

Yes! Keep it going Liam!

"Qui sont ces filles ... Frederick? Savent-ils que nous ne parle français?" I asked Harry, spewing out a random French sounding name.

"Err, Je ne sais pas, Jacques." Harry replied, with a perfect French accent. I was impressed Harry actually knew French. 

That, and I was relieved because I had no idea what I would have done if Harry hadn't said anything. 

The girls looked disappointed.

"Oh, well, sorry to bother you." The brunette sighed. "Let's go Leanne." They left the alleyway. I sighed in relief, placing my head in the crook of Harry's neck.

"Oh my god that was so embarrassing." I mumbled into his neck. I felt him chuckle. "Do you think they believed us?"

"I don't care. What I care about is how you never told me you could speak French." He replied. I pulled my head up to face him, smirking. 

"You never told me you could speak French either babe." I said, tilting my head to the side. He smirked lightly.

"Well, since we both know now, I guess I can say Je t'aime, and you'll understand." He said smugly.

"Moi aussi Harry." I replied, leaning in for another kiss.

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French Translations: 

**Err, Qui êtes-vous? Je suis désolé, je ne comprends pas. Je ne parle anglais.

*(Who are you? I'm sorry, I do not understand. I do not speak English.).

**Qui sont ces filles ... Fredrick? Savent-ils que nous ne parle français?

*(Who are these girls... Frederick? Do they know we only speak french?)

**Err, Je ne sais pas, Jacques.

*(Err, I don't know Jacques.)

**Moi aussi Harry.

*(Me too Harry).