One Direction Imagines

Shot 6 - Unexpected, Liam Payne

*Your POV* 

You just broke up with Liam, like a week ago or so. You still didn't know why you two broke up, you were perfect together. You loved him, he loved you and you were both very happy with each other. Well, you thought so...  

Those five and a half years weren't worth it for him, you guess. 

Things turned out to be wrong... 

You lived with Liam before you broke up. Now you live with your mum and dad, not far away from his house. You've seen him a few times in the shops, not saying anything to each other. He just bit his lip and passed you without saying anything. It was all very strange. You felt like a knife was stuck in your heart, getting deeper in it when you saw him passing you every time. 

Suddenly, You felt a vibrate in your left pocket. You reached for your Iphone and read the message. 

'We need to talk. Half an hour, park. x Liam' 

You were completely gobsmacked. You didn't want this. You imagined this so many times, but never thought this would actually happen. You were really scared, you've imagined things went completely wrong. And that little 'x' at the end of the text wasn't that great either. Maybe this turned out into a 'Oh, I didn't mean to' or a 'I want you back, it was a stupid mistake'. It just didn't felt right. 

But in the other way, it was an 'x'. So maybe he wants to make up and sort things out? I mean, he could have a very good excuse or maybe he didn't even want to hurt you or leave you. Just maybe... 

After you were done and drove off to the park you went to your favorite place, which was his favorite too; the little river. 

You were sitting on the bench in the park near that river. It was your bench, you and Liam used to make out on that bench and just be really happy there. The bench you would visit everyday after eating your breakfast. The one which was very special. Now you felt lonely, being there without him by your side. Oh how you wish it wasn't true... Or it didn't happen... Like it was a very bad nightmare. But it wasn't. It was all real. And you hated it. 

The moment you saw him walking down the street, his hands in his pockets and his neck and half of his face covered in his scarf, the one you bought him last month, you fell in love again. Those stupid little butterflies in your stomach. 

His eyes were searching for you and you saw that he was nervous by the way he walked. Oh you loved him more than anything and anyone... Oh, the memories again... 

'Hey...' you said awkwardly when he sat down next to you. 

'Hey. Listen... I...' he started. He waited for a long time what seemed like ages before speaking any further. 

'I still love you baby.' You went silent. What was he doing?! 

'Remember when we first met? At the Starbucks where I worked? Remember what I did? I 'accidentally' spilled my coffee all over you. I said I was sorry and you said it was okay. I offered you some Starbucks clothing and we cleaned your old ones. People thought you were working and you helped them. I was the one who said that they should hire you, 'cause you were great. And I was glad you accepted the job! I became even happier when I heard we had to work on the same time.' he said full of happiness. He just stared into the river, so did you. You were afraid of his eyes, afraid of facing him again. 

'Yeah...' you just nodded and waited for him to go on. You felt the tears already tickling in the corner of your eyes. You swallowed, not wanting to drop them right now, in front of him. Not wanting to show him how much you still cared about him and your relationship and how much you still loved him. Because you did love him that much. You always thought he was the one, he would be the father of your children, he would be the one who would last forever... 

'And then... Weeks later we accidentally fell on the ground in the silent kitchen corner, me on top of you... It was quite embarrasing... But I loved it. And you did too.' you remembered and quickly wiped a tear away which escaped from your eye accidentally. You just stared at your feet. Stupid memories... 

'Remember what I did? I kissed you. Our very first kiss.' He sighed. 

'What's the point of this Liam? We broke up a week ago.' You asked him. 

'I just wanted to know if you remembered.' 

'Oh how could I forget? You with your long legs tripped over your own feet. There was spaghetti all over my hair. I had to clean that after... And re-make it for the costumers. That was just...' you trailed off. 

'How long were we together?' He asked suddenly. 

'Five years,seven months and 17 days.' You replied quickly, wanting to show him you didn't care anymore. Wow, you were really desperate, knowing all that stuff. 

'Would you like to know why I broke up with you?' he started, stared deeply in your eyes. Wow, those butterflies flew from your stomach to the tip of your toes and back up to the tip of your head. He just asked you if you want to know why he broke up with you and then you got butterflies... Pff, let's blame it on the love. 

You just nodded, swallowing, again trying not to cry. You felt you were getting hurt in a few seconds.  

'Because I didn't wanted to be your boyfriend anymore.' He told you.  

Damn, sadly you were right. You felt the tears coming back. He slowly stroked your cheek with his thumb, wiping the tears away.  

He suddenly kneeled down in front of you. He held your hand, while his other hand searched for something in his pocket. He held out a little black box. He does not...! 

'I dont want to be your boyfriend anymore.' He told you while opening the black, little box which held a beautiful silver ring. His brown eyes staring in yours, twinkling from exitement. 

'Will you marry me and let me be your husband?'