Letters to Liam (One Direction)

“No, Harry, I said no!” I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. “For the last time, NO! I don’t want to go out tonight. I am skyping Mia, remember?—No, I am not whipped.—I’m going to hang up now. NO! My goodness. Goodnight Harry. Yes I will say hello to Mia for you. Bye, Harry.”

I unlocked the door to the apartment I was staying in and walked in. My mail was scattered in the entry way. The courier had obviously shoved it under the door in an attempt to keep these things private from the prying eyes of the paparazzi.

I stooped down to pick up the mail; a few pieces of fan mail, a couple things from management, and a letter that didn’t belong.

I recognized the writing almost immediately. The letter was from Mia. Just thinking about her made me smile. I threw my jacket and the rest of the mail on to the kitchen table and sat down to read the letter.

Little did I know it would be the most surprising letter of my life.