I woke up with a throbbing head. (A/N I have no idea what a hangover is supposed to feel like, so it might be off and shtuff.) I groaned, what happened? I checked the clock, 2 pm? How much did I drink?
"Oh good, you're awake," said an all too cheery voice. I looked up,
"WHY ARE YOU IN MY-" I clutched my head.
"This is actually the guest room. You got drunk, extremely drunk. I had to carry you home, don't worry, you struggled. You're room was locked, for obvious reasons, so I had to bring you in here," he explained.
I remebered little blotches of things. Screaming rape, and struggling with him. Oops... 'I'll buy you a milkshake.' Him climbing into the bed, and a simple, 'Liam'.
"Are you hungry?" he asked, breaking me out of memories. My stomach grumbled, I blushed.
He smiled, "I'll go get you some food," he said.
"Thanks," I said biting my lip to hold back a smile.
Liam's POV
I smiled as I remebered how she blushed. She's so cute. "What are you so happy about?" Harry asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Perv," I muttered, but I couldn't help but smile.
"What are you doing?" Niall asked, walking into the kitchen.
"Making Kyna lunch," I answered.
"Ah, so the tables have turned. Usually the girl makes the boy the sandwich," Harry said, grabbing the Pringles from the cabinet.
I rolled my eyes. "I'M HOME!" Louis yelled in a sing-song voice. "I got shtuff!" he sang.
"Louis, we're only staying here for two nights. And the only reason that we are sleeping over is because Maura is tired of driving so far everyday," I reminded him.
"Whatever," he said. I finished making her lunch. "Ooh, looks like Liam fancies someone," Louis teased. I blushed a bit, and ran off with her lunch.
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"So, is your hangover getting better?" I asked.
She nodded, "Thanks for lunch, it was really good., but I think I better go join the living now," she said, getting up. "Oh, and you still owe me that smoothie," she smiled, before heading into the shower.
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Kyna's POV
I got out of the shower. All the boys were on the couch watching TV. "Where are our mums?" I asked Niall. "They're having a "girls day" thingy, I don't know what it's called," he answered.
"Oh."
"Let's go," Liam said.
"What?" I asked.
"Remember, I still owe you a smoothie," he smiled.
"Oh, yeah. Okay, let's go," I said.
"We want smoothies," the other boys said.
Liam took my hand, "We'll bring you some home. This is our date," he smiled at me.
I looked at the floor, I was blushing like mad, "You never told me it was a date," I muttered.
He blushed, too, "I didn't mean- I meant- if you don't want it to be," he stuttered.
"It's fine, I'd love to go on a date with you," I smiled. He beamed.
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Falling For The Enemy
FanfictionI can't believe I lost that bet. 6 months as my sworn enemy's slave, how'll I survive? Especially, when my sworn enemy is none other than Niall Horan. I even have to go on tour with him just to be his slave! Everyone says I'll end up falling in love...
