Falling For The Enemy

Chapter 4- Carried Home By Liam Payne

I sat there in horror. The entire audience was silent. The boys stared at me in shock. I made face at them. They just shrugged, and stopped staring.

Jake ran up on stage, saving me from further embarrassment. "Well, that's it guys. Vote for who you thought was better, Singer A or B. Thanks for coming," he said.

After Voting

The ballots were in. The score was Horan: 35, Me:5. I was upset. I was at a bar. And, I was ready to get drunk. Why did my guitar go out of tune? I know none of my strings were new. Unless, I slammed my shot glass on the counter, paid the guy, and left.

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"MUM!" I screamed, as she told me what she had done. "I GAVE YOU MY GUITAR FOR SHOW AND TELL AT YOUR DAYCARE, NOT TO GET NEW STRINGS!" I screamed.

"I thought it would be good luck," she said, cowering a little.

"YOU REALIZE, YOU JUST LANDED ME SIX MONTHS WITH MY SWORN ENEMY! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT I HAVE TO GO ON TOUR WITH HIM JUST TO BE HIS SLAVE! AND, I WON'T BE BACK FOR 6 MONTHS?!" I screamed on the edge of hysteria.

"I'm sorry honey, I didn't know," she apologized.

I rubbed my temples, "It's fine, I'm sorry for screaming. I'm gonna-," I was interrupted by the doorbell. "I got it," I told my mum. I opened the door, to the five stupids. "UGH!" I slammed the door in their faces.

"Kyna, honey, we have cupcakes," I heard Maura say. Shit, I just slammed the door on Maura! I quickly opened the door.

"Fat arse," I heard Niall mutter.

"Maura, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were here, too," I smiled at her. I scowled at the boys.

"Come in, take a seat," I gestured them inside. "I'm going out again, tell my mom I won't be home until one," I told them.

"Where are you going?" one of the boys asked.

"Out. You don't need the details."

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I was at the park. I took another swig of my beer. Two down, one more left. I looked my watch 12:30. I was definitely drunk, but I needed to get home. I got up smacked into a person. "Oh my, sorry, I'm so silly," I giggled. He looked at me shocked.

"You look familiar. Are you my daddy?" I asked. "You said you wouldn't be home until Monday," I giggled.

"Alright, I'm taking you home," he said.

"Are you gonna rape me?" I asked. "I don't wanna be raped," I pouted.

"Okay, I'm definitely taking you home, come on," he grabbed my wrist

"No!" I protested, yanking my wrist out. "You're not my daddy!" I yelled. People were staring now.

"Kyna, please, let's just go," he pleaded, taking my wrist again.

"It's Liam Payne!" someone whispered excitedly. People started taking pictures. He started dragging me.

"I'll scream rape," I threatened.

"Kyna, please, just let me take you home, you're mom will be worried," he tugged on my wrist again.

"RAPE! I'M BEING RAPED!" I screamed.

"Alright, that's it," he picked me up bridal style.

"RAPE! I'M BEING RAPED! SOMEONE HELP!" I screamed. I kicked and thrashed. He didn't let go.

"Come on Kyna, I am tking you back to your house," he said in a strained voice, "Stop thrashing. I will buy you a smoothie, if you do," he bribed.

I stopped, "Okay," I smiled goofily.

"Thank the lord," he muttered. I crossed my arms, and scowled. "Aw, you look kinda cute when you scowl," he told me. I blushed.

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"Oh, you're home, with, Kyna?" the guy with curly hair said.

"Yeah, I was out for a walk at the park, and she smacked into me, with a two bottle of beers that were completely empty, and still had another one," the guy carrying me said.

"You have a brown cloud on your head!" I giggled at the guy. He looked confused.

"Your hair," the person carrying me said.

"Ohh, okay. Wow, she's pretty drunk," he stared at me for a minute then shrugged. "I'm gonna go take a shower now."

He tried opening the door to my room, which I had locked because I knew Niall was also sleeping over. "Damn it, Kyna. What the hell did Niall do to you?" he muttered. He opened the door to the guest room. "Lads, she's staying here tonight. Her room is locked for obvious reasons; she obviously has no clue to where she left it if she's this drunk," he told the other boys.

"We don't have any space left," blondie smirked.

"She can stay on the bed with me," he shrugged, setting me on the bed. The lad that was carrying me before climbed in, too. Blondie's smirked dropped.

"Did you even shower yet?" he asked.

"Yes."

I flipped around to face him, "Whatyoname?" I slurred. "Liam," he smiled at me. I nodded, before I basically passed out.

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I am SOOOOOOOO sorry I haven't updated in so long. I accidentally deleted my chapter like 5 times! My computer is so screwed up...

Song on Side- Grow Up by Cher Lloyd ft. Busta Rhymes

I have also put a shirtless Harry on the side :)