Imagine falling head over heels for somebody you didn't even want to meet at first. Sounds far-fetched, right?
Liam Payne from One Direction is not at all keen on seeing Alya Singh, who is a singer from India. He, along with his band-mates, has to p...
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"She has got broken things
Where her heart should be."
Alya's P.O.V.s
Leaning closer, he breathed into the crook of my neck and ran the tip of his nose against my skin, sending tingles down my spine and I gasped, drawing in a short breath through my gritted teeth. "That she can see how much I love you because it is written all over my face." With that, he pulled back, a wide smile plastered across his face at that time while I watched him, dumbfounded by his words.
Is he serious? I mean I always knew he liked me, but Love? When did this happen?
I continued staring at him, trying to come up with a sentence or just a word, however, my brain seemed to have stopped working, owing to Liam's shocking confession and thus, nothing came out of my mouth.
All of a sudden, he turned me around and for a moment, I lost my balance and my back crashed against his chest. Quickly wrapping one arm around my belly to keep me from falling sideways, he slid my hair on one side with his free hand. He was then breathing heavily against the skin of my bare neck, arousing a strange kind of feeling in between my hips that I had never felt before.
What in the world is happening to me? I need to stop him before it gets too late; before I lose my remaining sanity as well. None of this should even be happening in the first place.
"Don't you feel the same?" His lips brushed against my ear lobe and my body stiffened as a reflex. "Tell me, sweetheart?" He whispered against the skin of my neck, placing a soft kiss there, making me draw in another breath.
"I... You don't... I need to..." I was trying my best to keep myself composed and form a meaningful sentence but all of my efforts seemed to be going in vain. He was doing things to me that were driving me insane.
"Yeah, love?" He spoke in a tender voice, placing another kiss on the naked part of my shoulder this time and I closed my eyes involuntarily as he tightened his grip around my waist, pulling me more towards him.
"I wanted to say... say tha-at..." It was getting impossible for me to frame a proper sentence and the closeness between our bodies was making everything all the way more difficult for me.
Giving another gentle jerk to my body in his arms, he tightened his grip around me and his heavy breaths continued fanning the skin of my neck. The movement of his chest, the way it rose and fell against my back, made it hard for me to breathe normally then.
"Say what, princess?" His voice sounded raspier and he finally pressed his lips hard against my neck. My body trembled because of the sensation caused by the touch of his lips and I could feel myself, literally, freezing in his embrace.
