A Month In London - A One Direction FanFiction

Chapter 4 - Jealous Fans

Ch.4

My foot scuffed something in the doorway and I looked down to find a plain white envelope sitting at my feet. I slowly stooped down and picked it up, ripped it open and unfolded the paper inside. Panic grabbed me when I read the five words in the centre of the page.

Stay away from him, Bitch! -D

My hands started to shake and I dropped the paper. Who did they mean, Liam or Niall? I looked down at the dropped envelope and letter and saw something glossy and coloured sticking out from it. I slowly bent down and picked it up, realizing it was a photo. My questions were soon answered when I noticed that the picture was of me and Liam on our first date. I was shyly looking down and Liam was smiling right at me. How had this person found where I lived? A chill traced my spine when I realized that they must've followed Liam and I back to my apartment and had seen...everything.

I quickly dug around in my bag and clasped my cold phone in my palm. I scrolled through my contacts and found Liam's name. I quickly dialled him and counted the rings until he picked up, my nerves racking my brain. I paced and finally he picked up. 6 rings.

"Hey beautiful, what's up?" his smooth voice caressed my ears and calmed me at the slightest. "Hi, um, do you think you could come over? Like, right now?" I bit my lip as I stubbed my toe on the kitchen bench. "I'll be right over. Are you okay?" his concern only panicked me further. "No actually, I'm not." my voice shook and I had to blink a few times to stop my tears from spilling over my cheeks. "I'm on my way now, hang in there love." he hung up and I threw my phone onto the couch, face planting next to it.

I had always felt for the girls who got hate from fans for dating the boys or even so much as looking sideways at them, but I never thought I'd be subject to it. Taking a few calming breaths I switched on the TV to fill the painful silence. My stomach dropped when I saw the latest headline.

Hot Goss: former Liam Payne from One Direction was caught with a woman in London, spending a romantic dinner together. It has caused a ruckus throughout social media, fans outraged that he has moved on from his late fiancée Danielle Peazer. Currently, '#newgirlfriendwhores' is trending on twitter, and is aimed at this mysterious woman. Who is she? Are her and Liam together? We'll get the Goss for you. In the mean time, head over to twitter and have your say.

The picture that I had found in the envelope flashed on the screen and I realized that this mysterious 'D' was the person that had started all of this.

I jumped out of my skin when there was a knock at the door and I slowly crept up to the peephole to see who it was. I quickly unlocked the door and threw myself into Liam's arms. "Are you okay, oh my god Catherine, what's happened?" Liam closed the door and slowly led me back to the couch.

I was sobbing and convulsing uncontrollably. Liam tilted my chin so his eyes met mine. "Tell me what's wrong." My bottom lip quivered as I tried to find where to start. The words spewed from my mouth as soon as I began it just kept coming faster and faster until I had finished telling him everything, feeling completely empty.

I slowly gave him the envelope and he just stared at it with his mouth slightly agape, flabbergasted. He slowly shook his head and pulled out his phone, saying nothing. He dialled a number and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me to his chest, waiting for the person to pick up.

"Hey Paul. We're dealing with a situation at the moment. Can you go on twitter and check out the trends? The one that's called #newgirlfriendwhores, please." Liam waited patiently before Paul answered back. Pauls' words were clear. "Holy shit." I burst into tears and buried my face in Liam's shoulder, letting my tears soak into his shirt. "I really need your help Paul; I don't know what to do. She's not used to the limelight and it's unfair on her. Could you perhaps clear up the publicity?" he bit his lip with worry and looked down at me with a knitted brow. "I'm sorry, but I just can't get rid of it. You know what social media is like, there's nothing I can do." Paul replied with tension in his voice.

Liam flustered and jabbed the end button, throwing his phone onto the coffee table and not bothering to see if his screen had cracked. He embraced me with both his arms and smoothed my hair. "It's gonna be okay, it's all gonna be okay." he soothed, kissing my forehead. "Liam, can you stay with me tonight...I-I don't want to be alone." For a second he became stiff but then relaxed. "Of course." he replied simply.

By this time it was 7:00 and my stomach was grumbling. I stood up and put on a brave smile. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving! I didn't have lunch so I'm gonna cook." I marched into the kitchen and pulled out some pre-prepped lasagne. I threw them in the oven and let them cook. I went into my room and changed into my pj's, lumbering back into the kitchen and pulled out the dishes. I served them onto plates and walked over to Liam, handing him his plate. "Mm, thanks." he dug in without a breaths rest but I just pushed my food around my plate, having lost my appetite.

I dumped it in the bin untouched and washed the dishes quietly. I then went and snuggled with Liam. He had been amazing over the last week, taking me out every night and calling in frequently to make sure that I wasn't homesick. We were officially a couple.

He neutralized me, complimented me in a way. He was the exact opposite of me. Where I was loud and bubbly, Liam was quiet and chilled. "You look adorable in your pj's." he whispered. I giggled and blushed. He slowly bent down and brushed his lips against mine. I sucked in my breath and sat still. He again stooped and kissed me again, but this time he lingered, waiting for my response. I slowly stretched up and pressed my lips against his. My fingers tangled in his hair and he pulled my hips towards him, his fingers digging softly into my skin. His lips slowly forced open my own and his tongue tickled my bottom lip, sending shivers down my spine. I lost myself in him, tangling my body with his, forgetting my worries for a short while. When I finally pulled away we were a mess of tangled limbs. I placed my hand on Liam's chest and felt his steady heartbeat. I smiled up at him and then stifled a yawn.

"I think it's time for bed." He picked me up as if I was a child and carried me to bed. I snuggled down under the covers and Liam bent down and kissed my forehead once again. As he turned to leave, possibly to the other room, I grabbed his sleeve and turned him back to me. "Please, I don't want to be alone right now." I pleaded. He reluctantly looked at me and then the door before deciding to join me.

He got ready for bed and walked around to the other side, snuggling in next to me, wrapping his body around mine. With his breath against my neck and his warmth I drifted off to sleep, forgetting my worries.