If We Were A Movie(Liam Payne)

~Chapter Sixteen~

Ava's P.O.V

"Alright that's a wrap. Go home and rest we have got a big week ahead of us."

I walk off set to change back into my clothes and grab my bag. After talking with Liam this morning, I have wanted to go home just so we can do what was said.

I am eager to find him, running around set like a mad women. I find him talking to the new cast member, Dorris.

Here is what I have learned about Dorris from a day of filming with her: She has taken a liking to Liam.

Every time I spare a glance her way she is looking him up and down as if he is meat. Sure she seems nice, but she is going after what is my joy at the moment and I won't have it.

"Hey babe, come over here for a second?"

I smile at Liam, forgetting all about the girl making googley eyes at my man.

Liam wraps his arm around my waist, placing a kiss on the side of my head.

"Dorris wants to take us out to dinner, you know to get to her better? Would you like to go?"

All I can think about is ripping Liam's clothes off his body. I internally pout, knowing that will have to wait.

"Sure, where are we going?"

"I was thinking that Italian restaurant a few ways down?" Dorris speaks up, giving Liam a smile.

"Av loves Italian so I think we are good there!" I smile that he remembered and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Aren't you two so cute!" Dorris squeals, making me jump. "Should we go?"

We follow her there, walking behind her so Liam could sneak in a few cheeky kisses. The restaurant was nice: Hardwood floors, beautifully set tables, and dimmed lights.

We order our food while we sit and drink our red wine.

"So Ava where are you from? You're accent sounds a bit different from Liam's."

"Bradford, how about you?"

"I'm from here, London that is."

I nod and give her a polite smile. So far dinner has been very awkward. I feel like Liam is a rope and both Dorris and I are tugging on either end.

As Dorris is talking about her siblings, I grip Liam's thigh under the table. He jumps at the sudden contact, making me smirk.

"So how old are your siblings again?" I ask, trailing my hand higher and higher up his thigh.

"15 and 17."

As I trail my hand right where he needs it, he jumps up looking flustered.

"I'm going to use the restroom, excuse me."

"I'm going to go check up on him." I place my napkin on the table, and follow Liam towards the back.

I whisper-shout his name, making him turn around.

"Liam I shouldn't have teased you like that I'm sor-"

His lips are connected to mine, making my stomach fill with butterfly's as it always does.

The kiss doesn't last long, making me sigh.

Liam smirks at me, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

"What?"

"Nothing." He smiles to himself as if he has his own inside joke.

"Liam come on tell me."

"I just think its funny that you are so frustrated today."