One Month

Liam and Danielle broke up -- Again. Management doesn't want the media to give Liam a bad image, so they set him up with an actress. They have no idea what they both signed up for. Once they meet face to face, they realized that they already dated. They both want out, but management has them stay together for at least a month; then, if they don't like it, they can split. But a split for another couple might come early.


1. o n e

~Liam's POV~


I shut the door as quiet as possible, so I don't wake Danielle up. I tiptoed across the vast living room, careful of where I step and not bump into any tables. I left the lights off for the sake of my precious Dani, as it was past two in the morning on a Saturday morning. I was out clubbing with the boys again on our day off and she would kill me if she knew I snuck out.

"LIAM JAMES PAYNE!" A voice boomed from across the apartment. I winced in pain; why would she yell, she knows I have sensitive ears.

"Yes, Danibear?" I sweetly spoke and covered my ears, ready for her to yell again.

"Where the hell were you. I told you that if you snuck out to be with the band one more time that we were going to have a problem!" She stomped into the living room, flicking on the light switch.

"Well how is that fair?"

"How is what fair?" She folded her arms and tapped her foot.

"That you can go out with your friends but I can't without you yelling at me!?" I shouted a her.

"Do NOT raise your voice at me, EVER!" 

"I AM NOT A CHILD, YOU JUST CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND, NOT YOUR SON!" Tears dotted my eyes. I hated fighting with Danielle.

"You know what, Liam? I think we are done." She sarcastically laughed and turned towards the bedroom.

I followed her and saw that she took a suitcase from the closet and was stuffing her clothes in it, "Come on, babe. Stop doing that. We can talk this out."

"No, Liam. I'm done. I can't do this anymore. I don't even feel like we are dating anymore!" She sputtered through the tears.

"But I-i love you." I stammered.

"Saying you love me wont get me to stay; showing it will, but you never do that anymore." She zipped up the purple case, lifted it off the bed, and wheeled it out of my apartment; my life.

Just then, as if on que, my phone rang; Zayn was calling.

I wiped my tears away and answered softly, "Hello? - Nothing, sitting alone. - Yeah she had another outburst. - She made a final decision to leave. - I'll be fine, but I'm worried about what management would do. - Yeah, see you later." I answered each of his questions.

I went back into the bedroom and I felt empty inside. Danielle was suppose to be the one, we almost never fought. I should have been with her more often. I should have stayed home tonight. I was going through a list of things I should have done while laying down on my king size bed.

I thought about what he said. Management would set me up? Like they did with Harry that one time with Taylor? It doesn't seem like a terrible idea. I might give Paul a call in the proper morning. I checked the clock; 2:47. Might aswell get some shut eye before noon comes around.

I slept for longer than it felt. I didn't open my eyes yet, believing that my mind was playing tricks on my like always. I refused to pull apart my eyelids and see the world, so I soon fell back into a deep sleep.

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping rapidly; I forgot it was spring already. I lifted the comforter off, slipped out of bed and walked into the kitchen. My phone was ringing off the hook, but I was in no hurry to answer it.

I drifted to the counter where it lay and picked it up, "Hello? - Yes Paul? - I know. - I'll meet you in an hour then." I hung up. I checked the clock; it was nearly 3 in the afternoon.

I needed to wash up before I go anywhere, as I looked a mess. I took a long, hot shower to clear my mind off of everything; the tour dates that were cancelled, Danielle, the media, and the fans that will give me hate for ending it with Danielle.

After about 30 minutes, I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist. I exited the washroom and stalked off into my newly vacant closet. I pulled out a light blue shirt and dark jeans and got dressed.

I took a glance in the mirror, all I needed done was my hair. I didn't have anyone to impress, but I still bothered to gel it up on the front.

My phone rang again; this time, it was Zayn, "Yeah? - Yes, Zayn, I'm showing up. - I can drive myself. - Okay, bye." I hung up and paced back and forth down the hallway; like I do when I'm nervous.

By now, it was probably time to leave my apartment. I slipped on a random pair of shoes and headed out the door. I took the elevator to the ground floor, which took about 3 minutes to go down. As soon as the elevator ringed, I stepped out and exited my building and into the parking lot, where I unlocked my black Audi.

I opened the driver's side door and plopped down on the seat and closed the door. I started the ignition and pulled out of my parking spot. I followed the speed limit and made my way to headquarters: where Paul wanted us to meet. I live fairly close; so within a matter of minutes, I was parked and inside the large building.

"Liam, I'm glad that you actually showed up." Paul greeted me with a big hug.

I tried to smile, "Well, you and Zayn were very convincing on the phone. I wouldn't have left my house, especially since I have no place to go tomorrow; cancelled tour date. He pulled away.

"Well, I want you to meet her. She's and actress, very funny; cute too." Paul called over his shoulder as he lead me to her location. We were walking down the corridor for what felt like ages until we reached a room where I heard the boys laughing and a lady's voice. Maybe Paul was right; she could be funny, considering the laughter.

"Jennifer? Your prince awaits!" Paul entered the room with me behind him.

She laughed, "Well, I'd love to see his face." She peered behind Paul and he moved out of the way.

My mouth dropped and my eyes grew wide; I was lost for words, so she spoke instead, "Liam? Liam Payne?"

"Uh, You guys know each other?" Paul looked from her to me and back.

"We dated before he auditioned for x-factor the second time." Jennifer softly spoke whilst looking at the ground, remembering why we broke up.

"Awkwarrrrrrd." Louis bursted into laughter and the rest of the boys joined in.

"This was a bad idea for me, I think I'll just go." Jennifer looked back up at Paul, "Liam wouldn't do this anyways."

"I refuse to do this, Paul." I stood my ground, Jennifer was the one to break it off with me.

"You won't have to do it anymore if you still don't like it after a month." Paul explained.

"Keep going." I was curious on this plan.

"Starting tomorrow, you will only have to be together for a month. Once it is the end of April, and you still don't want to do this, you will have a staged break up."

"For only a month?"

"Yes, Liam, one month."

"I accept." Jennifer and I said at the same time. I knew it was a bad idea, but I wasn't thinking straight today.

The day was lazy the rest of the time. We all disbanded from headquarters shortly after a band meeting and I headed back home. I was alone, Jennifer probably went home and the boys were either with their girlfriends or home, so there was no one to hang out with.

I logged onto twitter and followed some of the directioner in the twitter world. I promised a follow spree a month before and totally forgot about it until a girl reminded me. All those directioners are either sleeping peacefully or screaming their heads off now that I've followed them.

It was around 8 pm. I was just laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking. Thinking about what I should do if I get attached to Jennifer again. Thinking about what I should do to get Danielle back. Thinking about this too much made me sleepy. I could barely keep my eyelids apart. I was about to shut my eyes until I heard a faint knock from the front door.

"Come in!" I shouted from my bedroom.

"LiLi?" A small voice called out; Jennifer.

"I'm down the hall, first door on your right."

"Hey, your friends just wanted me to stay here for the month. Where do I put my things?" She rolled a suitcase behind her as she entered my room. It felt strange having my ex girlfriend in my bedroom. I didn't want to be rude, so I came up with something real quick

"Here. We'll be sharing a room if we want the public to believe in our relationship." I looked over to her and saw that she was already dressed in pajamas. "Get comfortable while I go change." I pulled out a pair of flannel bottoms and walked into the washroom to get ready for bed.

Zayn decided to DM me just as I became secluded, how coincidental:

zaynmalik1D: Jennifer there yet? I told her to go to your place. gave her the address and everything.

Liam Payne: Yeah, she just got here. thanks, mate.

zaynmalik1D: no problem.

I locked my iPhone and brushed out my hair and finished slipping into my pajama pants. There was a  lot of things going through my mind, I could barely keep my eyes open. So I didn't stay up all night on twitter or doing twitcams. I decided to go straight to bed once I was done.

After I got changed and brush my teeth, I slipped next to her in the bed. She snuggled closer to me and I wrapped an arm around her. I sighed, disappointed that she wasn't Danielle, and closed my eyes.

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