Superman: A Liam Payne Fic

Epilogue

"Superman! You're home!" I yelled, jumping into Liam's arms. He had just come back from a meeting with Simon and the band. "I missed you," I said as I buried my face in his shoulder.

"I was only gone for a few hours," he said.

"I still missed you!" I put on a face pout that was broken be my laughter as Liam spun me around in his arms.

"I love you so much," he said, bringing me into a bear hug.

"I love you, too, superman."

"I have some news for you," he said. He looked a bit nervous, and he was starting to get me nervous.

"Yeah?" I stayed calm for him; we tried to be each other's rocks and comfort each other when something was wrong.

"Uh, you know how you love to play the piano and sing? Well, you were talking about choosing a musical career path, and uh…" My face was blank as I started at him. What was he saying? How was I supposed to feel?

"W-what do you mean?" I asked him.

"Do you want to be the open in the concerts for our next tour?"

All I could do was stare at him for a full minute. "No way," I whispered when I gained my voice again.

"Yeah way. I talked to Simon, and he's fine with it. The band would love it and so would I. W-would you like that?" He seemed so unsure of giving me a career, an actual life.

"Yeah." I huge grin formed on my face and our lips crashed together. This was one of the best days of my life.

...

I could hear the crowd behind the thick curtain, and I thought I was going to throw up right here. I didn't think I could hold the butterflies anymore. This was my first performance ever for people other than Liam, the band, and the girls. I started shaking from my nerves. I only did one school play, and the stage fight I got then was nothing compared to this, although it was really bad. I couldn't breathe properly anymore. Simon Cowell tried to calm me down (yes him!) but I just couldn't focus on anything he was saying. It didn't even register.

I felt arms wrap around my middle, and I soon stopped shaking. Liam kissed me behind my ear, and whispered, "You'll be fantastic. It's only me in the audience, and you know the songs by heart. You are amazing and you always will be no matter what. I will always love you and stand beside you no matter what happens. I love you, Emily. You will be amazing."

His arms untangled them from my grasp and he spun me around for a quick, passionate kiss. "I love you," I said.

"And I love you. Go get 'em, superwoman." He grinned and spun me back around towards the stage. He leaned toward me and whispered in my ear one more time. "You will be amazing. Think about what it means to you, and the audience won't matter. You won't hear the screams and cheers, you'll just know the music and the beat. It's like flying, and it's fantastic. You can do it. Just think about what it means to you."

I followed his instructions, and thought about what the piano has come to mean to me. It was so much more than just my connection with Will. It was the outlet for my emotions; it helped me express whatever I was feeling when I had no words. I was my eagle. I flew on its back and it carried my away every time. It was my memories with Liam. It was everything that meant anything to me; everything I ever wished for. It was my fairytale ending.

I look a deep breath and walked out of Liam's arms and on stage.

...

I had a date with Liam that night. He refused to tell me where we were going, only that it was a surprise. We've been dating for four years and I was studying fine arts and music at college. I was on my Christmas break, so I was with Liam. I was in the bathroom getting ready, and I put on a long dark blue dress. It was lose around my shoulders, and tighter around my waist. There were pearls embedded in the fabric in an intricate pattern of connected spirals, which spread out to form more branches towards the bottom. Harry and Lou had helped me pick it out, saying it was going to be a fancy date. As I walked down the stairs, I watched Liam's eyes widen while he watched me. I smiled; I don't think I would ever get used to him thinking I was the most beautiful thing in the world even though he told me on a daily basis. He was the perfect boyfriend; he was always there for me if I needed him or not, and he made me feel like I was the most important thing in his life. I loved him so much.