For all you Liam ladies! I love me some Payne
how many times you’d told yourself you were over him all it took was a glance at
his face in a magazine or mention of his name on the radio to bring all the
memories flooding back and you realized you were never really over him in the
first place and it would probably take a long time before that ever happened.
to move on, you really did. But it was next to impossible. Nearly everywhere
you turned you were being reminded of the face you were trying hard to forget.
It was either One Direction this or Liam Payne that. On the radio, on the
magazines in the checkout line at the grocery store and on the tv. You couldn’t
believe your misfortune. Of all the places to have lunch with your friend, and
of all the days, what were the odds that he’d choose to dine at the same place
on the same day? And by him, you meant Liam.
sitting a few tables over and thankfully hadn’t noticed you yet.
“Oh my God.
I have to go,” you ducked your head and began gathering your belongings.
We’ve barely started eating,” Y/F/N complained from across the table, a full
plate of food sitting before her.
look now, but Liam is sitting a few seats behind you,” you warned her.
eyes widened in understanding.
barely admitted it to yourself, nevertheless aloud, but your friend knew your
predicament. You still had feelings for him and facing him would be catastrophic
over her shoulder, careful not to get spotted and frowned when you noticed he
was smiling and laughing with a female companion. Your heart sank at the sight.
He’d happily moved on. That’s what you wanted, right?
the bill and we’ll sneak out of here, okay?” she offered sympathetically.
praying you could make an exit without being seen.
you did. The waiter came by, the bill was paid and you and your friend managed
to slink out of the restaurant unseen. Or so you’d thought.
At the end
of the street you’d parted ways, promising to meet up for lunch again soon and
you were on your way. You decided an afternoon stroll would clear your mind. You
had the rest of the day free and sitting at home doing nothing would send you
You took a
deep breath and tried to clear your mind.
weren’t going to say hi?” a voice to your right startled you.
and turned to acknowledge the person who had managed to silently fall instep
widened in shock as you took in the face standing before you.
It was no
secret to you that Liam just seemed to get better looking with time, but it had
been three months and him standing before you came as a surprise.
words failed you.
eyebrows knit together in disappointment, “You’re avoiding me now?”
You knew he
saw straight through that by the expression on his face.
didn’t want to interrupt your um…your date,” you cleared your throat and
prepared for just meeting him like this.
a date. I was just having lunch with an old friend,” he quickly responded.
you nodded awkwardly, unsure what to say.
landed everywhere but on him, but you knew his gaze was trained intently on
you, which made you want to escape even more.
eyes darted to meet his on their own accord, “Can we talk?”
hesitation he prodded, “Please?”
your lip and nodded, already regretting the decision, but you knew when he
looked at you like that you would agree to anything.
took your hand and led you off the sidewalk into a building. You glanced around
and assumed it was an art gallery by the various sculptures, dimly lit, but you
could see each other clearly.
you been?” he stared at you imploringly.
guess,” you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him the truth, “Uh…you?”
thinking about you a lot,” his gaze was unwavering.
Oh no, this
was not a good idea. This wasn’t going to help you get over him at all. It was
doing the opposite. For the sake of your sanity you needed to move on, but with
the way he was looking at you, you he wasn’t about to let you.
“This was a bad idea,” you made
to exit, but he prevented you from leaving.
“I’m not about to let you leave again, Y/N,” his voice was firm.
“We both agreed that our relationship wouldn’t work,” you reminded him
with a heavy heart at the memory.
“No love, you decided that our
relationship wasn’t going to work and I let you walk away from me and it was
the stupidest thing I have ever done.”
“Liam, we knew we were in over our heads when we started-”
“But we were making it work!” he interjected.
“That’s not how a relationship is supposed to be Liam! You’re not
supposed to constantly be asking paparazzi not to take pictures of your
girlfriend while you’re with her because she’s uncomfortable with all the
attention. You’re not supposed to skip important events because your date gets
panic attacks from all the screaming fans and persistent paps. I’m not cut out for
that kind of stuff. You need someone who can handle your life and the fame.
That’s not me.”
“I would gladly spend the rest of my days asking them not to take pictures
and I’d rather stay home with you than go to another stuffy awards show any
day. What I need is you. The eight months we were together were the happiest I
have ever been Y/N. Can’t you see that? I’m miserable without you,” he pleaded.
You couldn’t find anything to say as you locked your gaze with his. It
felt like your heart was breaking all over again. You didn’t want break up, but
you’d figured he’d be better off being with someone who wouldn’t hold him back
and you only wanted what was best for him.
“Weren’t you happy with me?” he asked softly.
Of course you were! Being with Liam made you the happiest you ever were,
“But what Y/N? We make each other happy.”
“I never want to hold you back Liam. Or be a burden…” you looked away.
“You were never a burden, sweetheart and you don’t hold me back, not
ever,” his finger titled your chin, making you reconnect your eyes with his.
“I love you, Y/N,” you had missed hearing him say those words.
When his lips gently met yours all your inhibitions melted away. You loved him, you loved the way he made you
feel. You loved the fact that he had loved you despite all your broken parts. You
loved how a simple kiss after all this time could simply mend your broken
“Can we try this all over again?” he asked, pulling away to look at you.
With those eyes and that look; you couldn’t say no even if you wanted
Your answer was to lean into him and kiss him again. And this time you
didn’t care who was watching.