Superman: A Liam Payne Fic

Chapter 2

So, on the drive to Bella’s, I cranked up 1D’s WMYB and sang along with the windows rolled down not really caring who heard me: it was a good day, and there’s nothing like a classic 1D song to make it even better.

I pulled into Bella’s drive, and walked up to the door which was wide open. “Hey, Bella?  What’s more important than a Transformer – Transformers! – marathon and my favorite part?!  Bella only One Direction – or Shia LaBeouf – could be that….important.” I dragged out that last word as my eyes became wide in shock.    

Bella had stairs that came up to the living room, which branched off into the kitchen on the left.  There was a huge couch in front of a TV in the living room, with loveseats on either side.  There was a large rug in the middle of the floor on which there was a glass coffee table. Okay, okay, fine.  I know you want to hear the next part.

I looked around the room, and I saw Bella standing there with Harry Styles, Michelle was next to Niall Horan, Jackie with Zayn Malik, Sam with Louis Tomlinson, and Liam Payne – the Liam Payne – was looking at me.  Oh my God, why is he looking at me?

“Bella?” I whispered in total confusion.

“Hello love,” some of the boys said while others said (like Harry, of course), “Hey babe.”  Zayn said, “Vas happening?!”

I glanced at Bella, and she smiled and shrugged, so I looked at Liam.  (Oh, my God.  His voice…)

“Hi.” I bit my lip smiled shyly. 

“Can we talk somewhere else for a little while?” he asked shyly.

“Uh, yeah.  Bella…?” This was my way of asking what room I could use.

“Go ahead and use my room,” she replied.

I smiled my thanks and led Liam upstairs to Bella’s room.  Her bed was in the corner, and there was a large, circular rug in the middle of the room.  The rug was about the only place on the floor that didn’t have her junk all over it.  “Uh… hi.”  I was so nervous.

“Do you remember that letter you wrote to me about four years ago, and you told me everything about you?  Well, you probably know Danielle and I broke up, and I know this sounds really bad, but that was my excuse to find you.  I still had your letter, but Lou had lost the envelope, so I didn’t know you’re address to reply to you.  Then Bella came to a signing, and she was amazing, giving me your second letter.  Thank you for giving me a second chance because I really wanted to find you.  You’re address wasn’t on this one either, but Harry, being the flirt he is, had Bella’s.  So, yeah.  This is basically our vacation time between tours where we can be off radar for paparazzi.”

All I got out of that was that I was the reason the perfect couple ever broke up.  I was so pissed at myself.  “I’m why you broke up with Danielle?”  They were so perfect…

“No, but that’s not the point.  Emily, I’ve been searching the world for you, and I finally found you,” he said.

I blushed a lot and looked down.  “Why me if you could have any girl in the world?”  It spilled out of my mouth, WHY did it slip?!  Oh no.  I knew I was blushing now, and I looked down.

He faltered at this point.  “I – it’s just something about you.  Uh… would you, um, maybe like to go out to see a movie tonight with me and the band?”

I was shocked.  After what I just said, he offered me that?  “Sure,” I managed to reply smiling.  I don’t know why he was so nervous or why he looked everywhere for me when he can literally have any girl in the world, but hey it’s a movie with popcorn and I don’t have to pay!  I love dates J… even though I’ve never been on one.  (I know you’re laughing.  Stop!  And if you are one of the girls that went “aww…poor thing”, thanks, but I don’t need the pity party.  Guys are just guys, and sometimes they suck.)