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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"WE CLICK.
There aren't many people that you just 'click' with and when you find those people, you don't just let them go."
Liam's P.O.V.
"Liam," Alya shouted my name at the top of her voice.
Whoa! She just called me by my name. Something seems wrong but what did I do?
"Liam." She called out for me again and I fumbled with the phone in my hand.
"Coming princess," I answered, making my way towards my room hastily. The moment I stepped inside, I noticed Alya looking for something in my almirah and appeared too close to losing her shit."Princess?" I tried to speak but all that came out of my mouth was a whisper.
Yes, I will admit that I get a little scared when my girl is in a bad mood. Moreover, when she's on her period, it altogether is another story. Let's just not even talk about it.
I cleared my throat silently and spoke up again. "Looking for something?" The moment those words left my mouth, Alya promptly turned around, meeting my eyes. Raising her one brow at me, she crossed her arms across her breast and continued staring at me.
Oukay! Now she seems furious too.
"What happened prin---" Before I could finish my sentence, she put her index finger at me, signalling me to remain quiet.
"Do you know what time is it?" She inquired in a stern voice, walking in my direction and I quickly glanced at the wall clock.
"Te-en-n am." I stuttered like a dud.
Stopping at a few inches distance from me, she spoke up again. "And we've to leave in fifteen minutes. Remember?" She told me in a sarcastic tone and I was rendered confused by her words.
"And where exactly do we've to go, princess?" I inquired in a meek voice. Shit! Did I forget our date or something? Did we make any plan last night?
"Seriously!" *something in her language* "Liam" *something in her language* "Late" *something in her language again*. That's what my brain processed because that's what fell in my ears and I continued watching her blankly. "God! We have an interview today, Liam." She reminded me in a slightly irritated voice and I mentally let out a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't a date.
"How are you acknowledged as the most responsible one in the band, huh? You can't even keep a track of the dates of your own interviews." She ranted, moving her hands in the air aimlessly as she always did out of her habit. "Paul would be calling you anytime now, and then you'll know." She spoke in a taunting way.
