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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//The chapter contains mature content.//
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"I will surrender up my heart
And swap it for yours."
Alya's P.O.V.
"Babe?" Liam's affectionate voice fell in my ears, waking me up from my deep slumber. "Wake up, babe." He whispered in a loving voice and I, finally, pulled down the duvet from my face. Upon opening my one eye, I found him knelt on the floor and he then had a wide smile enveloping his beautiful face. "Morning sweetheart."
Very good morning to me, indeed. My day couldn't start better than this!
Extending my arms towards him, I gestured him to hug me and pulled a sad face. Letting out a soft chuckle, he got up from the floor and wrapped his arms around me before lying next to me on the bed.
"Morning baby," I finally wished him back in a sleepy voice, kissing him on his clothed chest and closed my eyes again, resting the side of my face against his chest. Giving a gentle squeeze to my body in his embrace, he started caressing my back tenderly and placed a long kiss on my head, causing the corner of my lips to lift to form a small smile.
After a few minutes of silence, Liam spoke up again, "You need to get up, babe." He said, giving another squeeze to my body. "We've to leave in an hour." He informed me in a loving voice.
"Leave?" I repeated after him and he hummed in response. "Where are we going?" I asked, still lying in the same position and did not look up at him.
Kissing me on the head again, he whispered into my hair, "It's a surprise for my princess."
Resting my chin on his chest, I finally met his gaze. "I am one spoiled princess now!" I stated, passing him a sleepy smile. Letting out a soft chuckle in response, he leaned closer and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
"You're my spoiled princess and I don't mind that at all." He told me in a passionate voice.
Giggling, I kissed him on the shoulder and finally got down from the bed. After freshening up quickly, I made my way downstairs where Liam had already cooked the breakfast, consisting of eggs and toasts along with coffee. Ah! How I love this amazing boy!
Whilst having the meal, Liam advised me to pack a pair of casuals as well since he had planned a weekend trip for us, rendering me way more curious than I already was. I tried relentlessly, pleading with him to disclose the surprise but he wasn't having it. He was being too adamant.
"At least give a hint, baby." I pouted, sitting across from him on the dining table and he shook his head at me, being too stubborn about it.
"It's called a 'surprise' for a reason, babe!" His tone hinted at sarcasm and I rolled my eyes in return, letting out a sigh of defeat.
