Hired for Liam ✔

Chapter 5

"Should we wake them?" I hear a faint voice say.

"Guys they are gonna be pissed when we wake them." another one says. Niall? I bury my face deepern into Liam's chest. WOAH. LIAM'S CHEST?! My eye shoot open, and Liam stirs next me.

"What the fuck guys?" he says sitting up, brining me with him, so I am on his lap, with his arms draped around me. They watch us with wide eyes, and when he finally catches on, he jumps, releasing me.

"What the hell man?" Zayn asks, and he sounds pissed.

"It was nothing." Liam brushes it aside. I hold up a black rolling stones shirt, and a black crop top, and I cant decide. I feel they guys watching me, and it is kinda freaking me out.

"This one." Liam says, grapping the crop top. I blush a little, befire slipping my shirt off. "Woah shit, whatre you doing?" Liam shrieks.

"Changing." I raise my eyebrows at him. "Unless you want me to go into the bathroom?"

"N-no, you-its-I- youre fine." he stumbles, and I smirk. Jeez, they act like they've never seen a girl before. I faintly hear Liam whisper-shouting for them to leave, and the door being shut. I pair my shirt with a high waisted leather skirt, and black converse. I turn to Liam, who has jeans, and a "The Who" tee on.

"Do I look okay?" I ask, running a brush through my already straight hair. He look at me with wide eyes, grazing my body.

"You-you look beautiful." he says in a hushed tone, before blushing. He walks over to me, intertwining our fingers with mine. "When we leave the hotel for lunch, there will be paps." he explains and I nod.

"Who are we going to lunch with?"

"You and I are going for a walk in the park, and then we will meet the boys for lunch." A walk. In a park. Alone. With Liam. And pictures will be taken. HOLY SHIT. Is he going to have to kiss me?

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"You know, you really are pretty cool." Liam says, as he holds a stick of cotton candy between, holding my hand with the other. The paps have been getting pictures of us the whole time, but at a safe distance.

"You are too." I sigh and he stops, turning to me.

"Are you okay Lauren?" he asks me, his face flashing with concern. I love how he is so sweet, and caring. what the fuck is wrong with me?

"Uh n-nothing." I say. He looks very unconvinced.

"I can tell something is bothering you." he says, tugging me onto a park bench.

"Well, this reminds me of my dad." I say quietly, and his brown eyes soften. "He always used to take me to the park."

"Is he dead? Or..." He tries to tread lightly, and I cringe.

"I wish." I tell him, and his jaw drops.

"Why?"

"He was terrible. He-he hit my Mum, and my sister." I tell him quietly, and he gives my hand a small squeeze.

"Did he hit you too?" He asks.

"Never." He furrows his eyebrows in cofusion. "I asked him, one time, why he never hit me, and his exact words were; You are different Lauren. You mother, and sister, when I look at them, I see judgement, and weakness, but you, you are so new. So different. I see a certain fire, in you. You are brave, and strong. You are just different."

"Well you are different." Liam says humorously, and I fail at fighting my smile. He reaches forward, tucking a strand of my red hair behind my ear. My eyes dart around. I dont see any paps, what is he do-OH. OHHHHHH. His hot breath fans over my face, it smells of mint, tickling my senses. His brown eyes lock with mine, and my mind screams KISS ME! But I stay where I am, his eyes flutter closed and just as our lips brush, sending chills down my spine, when a familiar britsh voice calling us. Liam's eyes shoot open, and he pulls his face away from mine. His hand still clasps tightly to mine, as I try to quickly catch my breath. The other guys come jogging over to us, and Liam shoot daggers at them. He was going to kiss me. Liam was going to kiss me. And I was going to kiss him.

"How was your date?" Louis says, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Good until you guys showed up." Liam snaps, and Harry looks offended. Shit I hope they didnt see us almost kiss.

"Well we are supposed to go to lunch together." Zayn snaps back. Woah, someone's on their period. Liam gets up pulling me with him, and intertwines our fingers. He gives me a small smile before following the guys to the van. I sit between Liam and Zayn. He lets go of my hand when we get in, and I wish he wouldn't have. Holy fuck, what am I saying?