Miracle or Fate? (ONE DIRECTION) ~Finished~

I'm tired of my mom wrecking everything for me and my brother. I only need a mirical! Or something.. But that will never happen! (Or will it)

What happens when Liam Payne moves across the street? Read to find out :)


41. THE One??

Liam’s Pov:

“Hey Liam.” She said. I couldn’t tell if she was nervous, or upset, happy, angry. She showed no emotion at all.

“Rosie I am sorry, and the only reason I say no, even though I put you up to it is because I have yet to meet your mum, and well if you disobey her, well I don’t want you to get in trouble, and I don’t want there to think I put a negative in pack on your and Bryans life. “  I tell her truthfully. She looks down at the ground, she doesn’t say a word, her hair covers parts of her face and through that thick wavy brown hair, I can see a little smile emerge from her lips. She doesn’t talk though, but I can see that small smile grow bigger, and bigger, which causes me to be happier and happier. No girl has ever affected me like this, and I have to say, I like it. I now know what Louis means when he says “When she smiles, I smile when she frowns, I frown” Those are words to live by.

“You are the only person that has said that to me, honestly said that to me…” She says while lifting her head up. “I mean it, I love you, and if you’re mum doesn’t love me, well I guess I can live with that.” I tell her. She smiles, and nods a little. Everything falls quiet. Not a creature was stirring; not even a mouse. (A/N: Get what I did there ;D)  


“Just kiss him already!” Kristin wines while chucking a pillow at Rosie. Rosie giggles; I love her giggle. “Don’t rush me!” She says, and Kristin groans, and turns onto her side. “Well then.” Rosie says laughing a little. She bends down to pick up the pillow, but I stop her by grabbing her wrist. She looks into my eyes, and I look into hers. I press my lips against hers, then pull away, tempting her. She gives me puppy dog eyes, saying she wants more. She presses her lips against mine, and we kiss longer, and longer, and after about 5 minutes of kissing, while taking short breaths in between, we stop. “Wow.” She says with a giggle. I wink, and she rolls her eyes playfully, while picking up the pillow.

“Want breakfast?” She asks me. I nod, and she grabs my hand, and shuts the door. (Yes, we were kissing in the cold, with the door wide open.) We walk in the kitchen, and Bryan is eating cereal. “What would you like?” She asks me. “Anything that doesn’t go into the toaster.” I tell her, while adding in a wink. “Oh yea, so I set the toaster on fire 6 times, and I am suddenly not trusted with the toaster anymore! You are never going to let me live this down, are you?” She says to me while grabbing the bowls from table and putting them into the sink. “I thought it was only 5 times, and nope!” I tell her. “Oh yea I forgot to tell you about the sixth time, it was a few days ago…” She says sheepishly. “And you wonder why I will never let you live this down.” I say while laughing. “Whatever! What do you want for breakfast?” She asks me. “Eggs!” I say. “Ok.” She says, while pulling a pan out from the cupboard. “Don’t light it on fire.” I say laughing. “OH COME ON!! THAT WAS ONE TIME!!!” She yells. I can tell she didn’t mean it, she knows I like to joke around with her and she has fun with it to. That’s why I love her so much!

I think she is even, THE one.

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