I got out and slipped my black jeans on along with my yellow sweater, and my white Converse. I left the bathroom and threw my clothes in the hamper and trotted downstairs. Surprisingly, Harry was the only one in the room. I heard a loud manly moan and then Eleanor scream. I cringed and sat beside Harry who was eating a packet of crisps. Yes, at 10 in the morning my boyfriend was eating a packet of crisps.
"Do we sound like that when we have sex?" I ask him.
"Oh no, your alot louder than Eleanor." He said munching on a crisp.
I playfully smack his shoulder and take a crisp from his hand.
"Hey, I was gonna eat that." He whined.
I sat it between my teeth.
"Come get it." I say standing up.
Harry put the bag on the table and started running after me. I took off around the flat, jumping over things strewn about the room. He finally caught on my fourth circle around the living room. He grabbed me and put me on the couch, taking the crisp from my mouth. He was hovering over me with a smile on his face. His dimples showing tremendously.
I poked his cheek and he kissed my nose. I scrunched up my face.
"Your so cute." He mumbled.
"Thank you, cute is understatement for you Mr.Styles."
He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Eww, don't call me that. It makes me sound old."
"Your 18." I say.
"Yes, but it sounds horrid." He added, sitting up.
"I think it's sexy." I reply, climbing in his lap.
"I think your sexy." He said.
I pressed my forehead to his. We looked into each others eyes for awhile. Enjoying the security of our arms wrapped around each other. He placed a light kiss on my lips and I smiled against his lips. I'm so happy we got past the whole Liam thing.
Liam. He wasn't here. Where had he gone? I didn't want to ask Harry because I know he'd ask why I wanted to know. Maybe he'd return soon. I guess we'll find out.
*Liam's P.O.V*
I was on my way home from the cafe. That Spencer girl was great. Her and I had alot more in common than you think, all except she's Swedish and Irish. She isn't famous like me either. I'm guessing you already knew that. She does have an accent, it's not as thick as Niall's though. I think she's pretty cool.
I got to the flat and opened the door to see Aeron and Harry wrestling on the couch. I scoff and sigh, going to sit on the loveseat. I turned on the television to hopefully drown them out. They finally stopped wrestling and started watching television. Thank god. My phone off showing that I either had a text or it was Twitter. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked it. It was Twitter. I scrolled through and Danielle had mentioned me in a tweet.
~Call me, it's important. @Real_Liam_Payne.~
I don't know why, but I all of a sudden got worried. I closed my Twitter and went to my contacts until I found Dani's and called her. It rung three of four times until she answered.
"Liam?" She asked.
"The one and only. What's so important?" I ask.
"I just thought you'd like to know that a I have a new boyfriend."
Danielle has a new what? After this whole situation with being taken, she'd tell me now? I couldn't think straight enough to responde the way I so desperately wanted.
