The Switch Up with Liam Payne?

4. Karen Matthews?

Liam POV:

I ran my hands through my hair as I looked at the open suitcase in front of me. ‘How in the world did I get this suitcase?’ I questioned myself as I walked back and forth. That was what the girl going to ask me….. which one was my suitcase. So in the end she didn’t know who I was so there is no point in hoping she will give me back my suitcase. I face palmed myself. 'That isn’t the problem right now Liam!’ I scolded myself. The real problem is how I will give her, her suitcase back while she gives mine in return. I looked up at Niall, he had a pretty much calm face on him while I have worried all over me.

“How could you be so calm at a time like this Niall?” I asked in curiosity. He began to smirk.

“I don’t know why you are worrying the least bit obviously you will get that suitcase back” He began to dig in his chips. My mouth shot wide open.

“How do you know?” I finally said. His smirk grew wider.

“Well that girl doesn’t really seem like a big fan. When she talked to you she didn’t have that glance of fangirl in it…..” He faded away slowly “Although she did have a suspicion on who you are” He began to munch down on his chips again. I was about to open my mouth when something caught my attention. There was no one around me when I talked to this girl and I thought Niall and the boys were somewhere else lost.

“Niall” I coughed. He looked at me and nodded. “How did you see the girl if you guys weren’t there with me?” I concluded. He automatically looked where the door was. It didn’t take me much time to realize what he was about to do. I grabbed his arm before he did anything funny. “Niall” I anxiously said. He sighed and gave in.

“Me and the boys were kind of watching you come out of the airplane all grumpy and well we were about to…….jump on you but the girl tapped you” He grabbed a handful of chips and put it all in his mouth. I shook my head as he scratched the back of his neck with one hand. He only did that when he was nervous which is weird. I studied him from head to toe. He was keeping something from me

“Niall spill” I retorted. He only started to laugh.

“There is nothing Liam” He said between breathes. I lifted my eyebrow in suspicion. As I was about to open my mouth to protest something heavy jumped on me. I felt my body flash as I fell on the bed.

“Oi Liam!” He yelled. I gasped but narrowed my eyes when I saw his curly hair. I growled as he smiled, showing his dimples.

“Harry don’t ever do that to me!” I vexed as I pushed him off me and brushed my red t-shirt.

“Ouch” He groaned as he was thumped on the floor. He childishly started sobbing.

“Harry I know you are joking. Come on” I pulled my hand out for him to grab hold of it, he did as told and got up from the floor.

“I know I just like messing with yah” He joyfully said. I tilted my head as I saw a big grin on him.

“Why are you in a giddy mood?” I chuckled. His grin grew bigger.

“Nothing but question is…why are you such in a sorrowful mood?” He mocked me. I hummed but I guess I’ll play along.

“Wow Harry you finally know big words” I joked. He squinted his eyes, I waited for a response but something distracted us.

“Guys Paul brought some food” I heard Zayn announce from the living room.

“Okay!” I yelled back. I looked around for someone else other than Harry to push out but there was no one there.