Just An Idiot ~Liam Payne~ *TEMPORARY HIATUS*

You know what people say about Love Hate Relationships? Yeah, well, they're true. You fight like a married couple, yet find yourself making up both apologizing. It's a stupid thing actually. The funniest part was, it started with an accidental kiss.


8. Chapter 7

Liam's POV


"Liam Payne having trouble?: Last night Liam Payne was seen walking around with a red cheek. Did a fan slap him? Or was he being clumsy. Sources say that Mr. Payne was being chased by a mob of fans until late that night. He later disappeared from the paparazzi's sight only to be seen later on with the other members of One Direction."


I groaned and switched the channel only to be greeted by a similar topic.


"Liam Payne was seen making friendly with a teenage fan last night after he disappeared after his sold out concert. Is this Liam's new girlfriend or was he using the poor defenseless teenager. After their heated kiss, and fans passing them, the girl was seen slapping him multiple times while he took each hit with a guilty look. The one thing that surprised us is his expression, he had reached out for her hand and supposedly pleaded for some kind of forgiveness from the mystery girl."


Defenseless? How can you call her defenseless and then says he slapped me. I sighed as Harry walked into the room.


"Hey Haz." He nodded and sat down, "Why are you watching this crap?"


I shrugged, "I mean, she was wearing my T-Shirt so you'd think she'd be happy to kiss me. But, I guess that's a little naive."


She looked enraged in the pictures that were rolling past the screen. My mind played on the events of last night. The three main things, concert, chase, kiss. That all happened in one night.


One picture caught my eye, it was the picture of her with a little girl. The little girl that had said she was nine with an attitude. I couldn't help but remember how quickly the older girl had made the two of them leave.  When I saw her, something had clicked.


I found myself thinking it was cute how she had gotten so disgusted when her sister had giggled. 


Morgan, that's what her little sister called her. Sarah and Morgan, the two sisters that we ran into.  Morgan intrigued me, she obviously wasn't a fan, but, for some reason, I felt like if she wasn't at least a decent person she would have spilled everything to give me a bad reputation. 


Her confused expression was on replay in my head as I remembered how I attempted to smile at her, trying to apologize for my rudeness only a while earlier. After she had left I found myself half smiling, since it stung to lift the other half of my face. She was captivating. Her jeans fit her perfectly, and her converse that well matched the ones I was wearing at that second. The way her hair looked, long and blonde. I couldn't help but picture her in my mind, but, I only wanted to see her in person. She was beautiful. That was all I could think of, she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen in my life.

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