Sparks Fly: Niall Horan & Liam Payne Fan Fiction

Chapter 6

Macy's P.O.V-

Liam and I had decided to go back to the flat that he had originally gotten for the two of us, instead of moving into mine like I had said a few days ago. We were just putting the last finishing touches on the place before everyone would come over for a party.

“Liam, did you get the cake like I asked?” I called to him from the living room as I adjusted the pillows on the couch for the fifth time.

“Yes,” he replied, walking in from our bedroom and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Now relax, Mac. It’s just a few people, no need to freak out,” he reassured, kissing my lips before heading into the kitchen where a whole table of food was.

I followed behind him before tugging at tie that hung from his neck, untied. He spun around and smirked, looking down at me as I quickly began tying it correctly for him. "That looks much better," I whispered, running my hand down his chest to smooth out any wrinkles.

"Relax," he said, raising an eyebrow. I nodded and smiled, breathing out deeply before turning on my heel and scurried off to the bedroom so I could change. On our bed was a very short white dress that would cover up to my neck. Even though it was short, it had short sleeves and had no cleavage or back exposed, so that made up for the length. We had out families coming, no time for looking like a hooker.

I slipped out of my yoga pants and tank top and replaced it with the dress. My hands pulled my hair back into a simple ponytail, a few wispies fell out as I rushed around the room, trying to find my blue heels.

They were hidden under the bed. I grasped them in my hand as I darted out of the bedroom and into the living room where I slid my feet inside. "Liam!" I shouted right before a loud knock came from the other side of the front door.

My eyes widened as Liam appeared from the kitchen. "Yeah babe?"

"Oh my god, I can't do it," I breathed, standing there like a deer in headlights.

"Yes you can," he replied calmly. "Now you go answer the door and great our friends, and I'll finish up everything else. Just remember to breath."

I nodded and gulped, glancing over at the door. Liam shooed me over to the door with his hands before disappearing again to do something. My feet slowly carried me to the door where I looked out the peephole. Harry and Louis were standing outside, pushing eachother around.

 Sucking in a deep breath, I grasped the doorknob and pulled it open towards myself. A huge smile danced across my face as I spread my arms out for a hug. "Hi!" I squealed.

"Hey Mac," Harry and Louis said in unision, wrapping their arms around my body, squeezing me tight.

"Can't breath. Off now," I choked, pushing them back and laughed stiffly. The butterflies in my stomach were churning and I just didn't feel like myself. "Well come in, you twats. Don't just stand there."

"Zayn's gonna be a little late. And he's also bringing a few extra guests," Harry whispered in my ear before going off to chat with Liam. Extra guests?

I wasn't planning on having a "few extra guests". What if there isn't enough food for them? Liam's family and my family still aren't here yet, and Tatum and Niall and a few other friends. What if they don't like the food or our flat?

Another knock came from the door and a gulped. I cannt do this.

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Tatum's P.O.V-

Have you ever danced around your house while cleaning…in your underwear? Well I have, and am doing so now.

“Hey I just met you and this is crazy, but here’s my number, so call me, maybe?” I sang along to my phones music blaring throughout the room. I danced around crazily, while dusting my TV stand and picture frames.