Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen


20. Volleyball

* Liam's POV

     Alli resurfaced, rubbing water out of her eyes, smiling crazily. She waded over to the edge and grabbed my ankle with her slick hands. I knew what was coming and supressed a smile. She gave a small, devious smirk and yanked me in with all her strenghth. I tumbled into the water making a huge splash. I popped up and smirked at her. Alli's eyes widend and she tried to swim away but I was too fast. I threww her over my shoulder and started swimming deeper and deeper.

     I pulled her off my shoulder and grabbed her hand. I took a deep breath and dove under, she had no choice but to follow me. The water was cold and relaxing. I stood on the bottom of the pool and wrapped my arms around her waist. She let out a giggle and little bubbles escaped her mouth raceing to the surface. I smiled cheekily and grabbed her face, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

     I kicked to the surface, needing air. We broke through the surface and laughed giddily. I don't know about her, but I had always wanted to do that. We swam over to the shallow area and found Niall and Harry trying to set up the water volleyball net with Louis and Zayn shouting out random instuctions from the side. I let out a small chuckle. They were so dysfuctional.

     Louis slid into the pool and waded over to Alli, whose hands was grasped tightly in mine. He made a very obvious wink and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She looked at him quizically and shrugged.

     "So, Alli, cute bathing suit," Louis said flirtatiously, wiggling his eyebrows.

     Alli blushed, giggling. She glanced at me. glanced at Louis, and slapped him really lightly. She was laughing, clutching her stomach at his reaction. Louis had grabbed his cheek,squeezing his eyes and whining about being in pain. I smirked, what a drama queen.

     My hand still clasped around Alli's, we swam over to help Niall and Harry set up the net. Zayn ran into the house and grabbed a blue volleyball. He tossed it into the air, landing with a little spach in the water.

     "Okay, what are the teams?" I said clapping my hands.

     The net was fully set up, no thanks to Zayn and Louis' terrible instructions. They all gathered around me to figure out the teams.

     "I call being on Harry's team!" shouted Louis jumping on Harry's back. Harry piggybacked him to the other side of the net.

     "I'll go with them," Zayn shrugged and swam over, getting high-fives from Louis and Harry.

     "Okay, that leaves us," I said with a smile at Alli and Niall, "Any strategies?"

     "I was on the volleyball team in highschool. I was a spiker. Just set me up and we're all good," Alli smiled confidently.

     Niall and I nodded. We swam into positions and the game began.

     Zayn served it over the net right to me. I bumped it to Niall, who set it to Alli. She spiked it perfectly over the net, right between Harry and Louis. They were not expecting that. They had dumbfounded looks on their faces.

     For the rest of the night, or should I say morning since it's like 1:00 AM, I bumped, Niall set, and Alli spiked. We lost count by 2 o'clock. It was probably 100-5 or something like that. Either way we won.

     This was a great first night back for Alli.


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