Liam PayneHow you met: You had finally made it through the line of girls waiting for their autograph. Yes, it was the one and only One Direction! You were nervous, excited...but that didn't bother you. You walked up to the desk, shyly smiling as Harry gave you a wink. They all signed until you came to Liam, who was at the end of the table. His eyes lingered on you for a while, before Niall, who sat beside him, coughed. "You're blocking up the line, Liam," he whispered, though you could hear it."Sorry," Liam muttered, shaking his head with a shy smile as he looked down. "What's your name, beautiful?"You giggled when he called you beautiful. It sounded so sweet. "________," you answered as he began signing your poster."That's a beautiful name," Liam smiled up at you and waved as you began walking away.
How he asked you out: You were sitting under a tree reading (if you don't read, then you were...picking grass!) when you felt a presence over you. You didn't bother glancing up, and thought that the person would just go away, uninterested. But he didn't leave, he sat right beside you."Do you have a pro-" you cut off the sentence when you glanced over to him...and noticed he was none other than Liam Payne! "Hi.""It's _______, right?" he asked. You nodded, a worried smile on your face. You were just about to tell Liam Payne to 'piss off''."You remember my name," you whispered. No one really remembered your name, ever."It's hard to not put a pretty name to an even prettier face," he leaned to you, smiling. You giggled, looking away shyly. You don't really like eye contact. It was silent for a while, both of you were afraid to say something, but it was Liam who broke the silence. "_______, would you, um, I don't know, want to maybe go out with me? Like to dinner or something?"You smiled at his shyness. He was kind of just like you when it came to talking to people. Always having to stop and think about what you are saying. You nodded, smiling shyly."Good. Uh, here's my number," Laim said, handing over a piece of paper. You grabbed it hesitantly. "Call me any time you want."'He is famous,' you thought, 'what if he doesn't answer my calls?
'First date: 'Okay,' you thought, 'it has been two weeks since Liam asked you out. It's time you tried calling him!'You ordered yourself to pick up the phone and call Liam. You grabbed the piece of paper with his phone number of your desk. You couldn't stop staring at it constantly, you thought it was a joke, you couldn't believe it."What if it is a joke," you casually whisper to yourself. You shook the thought of. "No, _______, you can do this! Call him, now!"So you did as you were told, and dialled the number. It was answered after a couple of rings."Hello," Liam's voice came out the receiver.You giggled happily, answering with a high pitched 'hi'."Ah," he breathed, "Long time, no talk? Haven't forgot about our date, have we?"So he wasn't joking. The Liam Payne was actually asking you out."No," you mustered out, trying not to blabble."Tonight? 8:30?" Liam asked. You could hear voices on the other end of the phone, and Liam shout, 'guys, I'm on the phone. Shut up.'You giggled, and gave him your address. You ended things on a simple goodbye.*four hours later*You sat on the couch. It was now 8:35pm. Liam was late. 'God, I knew he'd stand me up!' you hissed in your head. But then you hear a knock on the door. You got up quickly, and brushed of your skirt, before answering the door. In front of you now stood Liam, dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans. Casual. Lika you. Kinda."Shall we, milady," Liam asked, holding out his arm. You grabbed your keys and bag before slinking your arm through his and nodding, closing the door behind you as you made your way over to the car. You both got in the backseat, and Liam told the driver where to go.You arrive at a movie theater, and both saw that Toy Story 4 is playing. You both glance at each other excitedly. You wouldn't let Liam know, but you were absolutely inlove with Toy Story.You both walked up to the counter, and Liam asked for two tickets to Toy Story 4, which you were grateful for.Looking over to you, he asked, "You don't mind, do you? There's nothing much else on."You shook your head, taking his arm again as you walked through the theater. "You look beautiful, by the way," Liam said, making you giggle as you walked into the darkened room.
First kiss: You and Liam both walk out the theater laughing. You two hadn't let go of each others arms since the date began, but you felt comfortable like that. You decided to walk home, Liam wanted to walk with you, and sent the car back to where it came from. You were walking down a lonely street, hand in hand. You two had gotten to know each other more better, you felt casual around him. You could talk about anything, now.You both heard music in the distance, and Liam asked you if you wanted to dance."I don't know how to," you whispered."Neither do I," he whispered back, his forehead on yours as he took both your hands. You two started spinning around and dancing like monkeys when is started sprinkling. You both ignored it until it started pouring down, and you went to find shelter.You laughed, leaning into him as you stood underneath a roof of a shop. You both didn't know where the hell you were, but you didn't care because you were having fun."I'd like to do this again," Liam shouted over the rain."Me too," you shouted back. You both continued laughing, still holding onto each other. You rested your head on Liam's shoulder, letting out a sigh as you tried to regain your breath from laughing to hard. Liam's hand sat around your waist, and you looked up at him, getting lost in his eyes, and his in yours, like the first time you met. You got closer to each other, you could feel his breath hitting your face."Can I kiss you?" he asked, his other hand resting on your cheek, wiping away the wet strands of hair."Yes," you whispered, just before his lips crashed on to yours.
Break up: You and Liam had been dating for seven months now. Seven long months of him going on tour and coming home tired. You barely got to spend any time with each other, it made you both angry and disappointed. You barely talked to each other any more, you started thinking something was going on. Surely this all just can't be rehersals and recordings.You were spending a happy day together, your first one in months. he was leaning against a tree, your head resting on his legs as you lied on the grass, picking happily at the grass, when Liam got a phone call."Sorry, babe," Liam said, standing up. "I need to take this."You groaned, sitting up and rolling your eyes. You kept your gaze on him, your expression angry as your eyes followed his pacing."I need to go into the studio," Liam called back to you. "I'm sorry.""Whatever," you muttered, throwing the grass down on the ground as you stood up. You walked over to where you left your bag and picked it up, beginnning the walk home."Hey, _______!" Liam called, running after you. He jumped infront of you, holding you in your place. You wiped away a tear that travelled down your cheek, looking away from his longing eyes. "Hey, it's just for a couple of hours. _______, why are you crying?""Just for a couple hours," you yelled. You didn't mean to yell, but you were tired, you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend. "It's always for a couple of hours Liam! When do I ever get to see you. I never get to see you. It's like we aren't even together.""Why are you yelling at me?" Liam asked, his voice a whisper, then hardening. "You know what, you're right. We may as well not be together, hey? This was a mistake, wasn't it, _______?"Liam started walking away, making you sigh. "Liam!" you called after him, he turned around, and shrugged."It's over, _______!" he called back, then turned around and continued in the opposite direction. How could he be so normal about this? It was at that moment when you felt weak, unfulfilled. Empty. Your world came crashing down on you at that moment, you barely made it home with out crying into some strangers arms. When you closed the front door behind you, you leaned against it, sliding down until you were a heap on the floor. It was then, you cried.
Make up: It had been a week since you and Liam broke up. Your eyes were red, you were weak, tired, hungry. But you didn't care. All you wanted was Liam. But you didn't want to make that obvious.You sat alone at a table in a coffee shop, stirring a spoon in the coffee, mindlessly. 'Liam hated spoons, he was afraid of them,' you thought to yourself with a smile.You heard the bell on top of the door ring, signalling someone had entered the shop. You didn't bother looking up until you heard his voice. "_______," he whispered in a soft voice.You looked up at him and stared into his beautiful brown eyes. You mustered a smile at him. "Hey," you whispered back. He looked a mess, like you did. Maybe this break up also had a toll on him.He sat down in the chair across from you, grabbing your hands in his. You pulled back, though you didn't want to."_______, I'm so, so sorry," he said, leaning closer towards you."That doesn't change anything, Liam," you whispered, looking down at the floor."I know," he nodded, doing the same as you. "But I want to make it up to you. Please, will you forgive me?""Why does it have to be that easy, especially when this is so hard?" you cried.He came around to your end of the table and hugged you, shushing you as he rubbed your back. "Because I love you," he whispered in your ear. It was the first time any of you had said that in your relationship. Yes, you take things slowly.You looked up, deep into his eyes, and kissed him passionately. braking away, you breathed. "I love you, too.
"Your proposal: It had been three years since that day you got back together. Sure, you still had your fights, but that's what normal couples do. Not to mention, you were a famous couple, and that did add extra strain on you both. It was Christmas, and Liam was yet to give you a present, which you though was odd, because he always gave it to you in the mornings, and it was now sunset.you sat on the roof of your parents house, Liam inside talking to your parents. Or at least, you thought he was."Boo," he shouted, making you jump. You shook your head and smiled at him. You were so natural with each other. You grabbed the neck lace Liam gave to you last Christmas, you hadn't taken it off since then, and gazed up at the orange, cloudy sky, that was going to soon darken. You brought your knees to your chest and hugged them as a cold chill blew over you. Liam hugged your shoulders, coming closer to you, gazing up at the sky, also.Your attention was caught onto a plane. It was flying close to the ground, and had a flag attatched to the end of it. Liam had gone away from you now, you thought he left. Until he spoke you name."_______," he said, you just answered with a 'hmm,' not even turning your attention to him. You saw the flag had the words 'Will You Marry Me?" printed on it, and you sighed."Looks like someone is getting lucky," you said, then turned to a waiting Liam. You noticed he was on both knees, because he wanted to be at your height. He held a small box in his hands."_______, I know we've had our ups and downs and our difficulties along the way. But you are the most amazing person that I have ever met, and loved. You brought a new light to my world.When I first saw you in that line, waiting for an autograph, I knew you were something special, and I wanted you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I want that to continue and never end. _______ _______ _______, will you do me the honour in taking my hand in marriage? _______, will you marry me?" Liam asked, opening the box. Tears began to roll down your cheeks, as you nodded. Liam Put the ring on you finger, which, for some reason, made you cry more.Wiping the tears away, you mutter, "god, I'm such a baby.""You are beautiful when you cry," Liam said, smiling as he pulled you in for a hug. As you pulled away, you crash your lips on his. After a few months you marry liam and live happily ever after.♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♥♥♥