Liam and Elizabeth had been best friends since the age of five. When Liam leaves for the X Factor for the second time he leaves Elizabeth and completely forgets about her. During the two years that Liam is gone, tragic and horrific events occur in Elizabeth's life. When Liam finally returns back to his hometown of Wolverhampton, will he be prepared for what he discovers? What neither of them know is, since the moment they met, there was love. True love.


49. Tweeting and Passwords

***Beth's POV***

Everyone left at around 9:00. As I picked up the popcorn bags and the soda cans I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind. Liam began kissing my neck.

"Liam I need to clean this up." I giggled.

"Cleaning can wait." He said.

I turned around and faced him and he pressed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he held me closer. He put my hands under my thighs and lifted me up. He walked up the stairs, not breaking our kiss. As soon as we got to our bedroom he opened the door and walked over to the bed. He laid me down and things got more intimate. I pulled my sweater off and he pulled his shirt off. I think you know what happens from there. 

-The next morning-

I woke up with Liam's arms wrapped firmly around my waist. My phone began to ring and I grabbed it quickly, answering it.

"Hello?" I asked quietly.

"Hello Elizabeth. This is Simon." Simon said.

"Hey Simon, whats up?" I asked.

"Well I just wanted to inform you that you have an interview tomorrow tonight a 5. I'll send you the directions to the studio." He said.

"Alright. As  long as its not tonight. I kinda wanna be at Harry's party." I said.

"Yeah. I will be there too. I was also wondering if you would be a performer at Harry's party?" He asked.

"Of course." I smiled.

"Alright then. I'll see you tonight. Goodbye." He said.

"Bye Simon." I said.

I hung up and slipped out of bed. I slipped on some clothes and walked into the bathroom. I took out my toothbrush and began to brush my teeth as I scrolled through Twitter. After I brushed my teeth I grabbed a towel and took a quick shower and dressed in this I walked downstairs and grabbed the ingredients for French toast. As I made the French toast I called Miranda.

"Hey Mir, I just wanted to ask you what the plan is for tonight." I said.

"Okay so i'm just going to tell Harry that i'm taking him out to dinner when really i'm bringing him to the party. Simon offered to have it at his house so we will be at Simon's house. Louis will pick everyone up at around 7:00. Dress fancy." She whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" I asked.

"Because I don't want Harry to hear." She whispered.

"Mir, are you hiding in a closet?" I smirked.

There was a short silence. "I might be."

"Oh my god Mir." I laughed.

"What?! Anywhere else Harry might walk in!" She whispered.

"Okay okay. So i'll see you at around 7 then?" I asked.

"Yep. See you then." She said.

"Bye." I said.

"Bye Bethhhhh. Love youuuuu." She squealed.

"Love you too." I laughed. 

I hung up and Liam slipped into the kitchen. He looked a little jealous.

"Who was that?" He asked.

"The love of my life." I smirked.

His eyes widened. "What?" He choked out.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You know, you're cute when you're jealous." I smirked.

"Of course i'm jealous. You just told someone else you love them." He said.

"Liam. That was Miranda. Oh my god I can't believe you are jealous over a girl." I laughed.

I saw him sigh with relief. "Thank god. I was worried there for a second."

"Liam James Payne, you are the only guy for me. When are you going to put that into your mind. I love you and only you." I grinned.

"And you are the only girl for me. I love you so much." He told me.

"Good. So we are both on the same page." I said.

"Making French toast I see." He smiled.

I looked over at the French toast. "Yep."

I took the French toast off of the stove and put it on two plates. I got out the maple syrup and some silver wear and put it down on the kitchen counter. Liam sat on one of the stools and I sat next to him.

"This is really good." He said in between bites.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"So were you on the phone with Miranda about Harry's party tonight?" He asked.

"Yeah. Louis will be around to pick us up at around 7:00. Dress fancy." I told him.

"Alright." He said.

I took out my phone and Tweeted Harry happy birthday.

@ElizabethAshton: HAROLD. Happy 19th birthday old man! From all the time that i've known you, you have been an amazing friend. You also make one of my best friends happy so thank you. Love you Harry! xx

Harry tweeted back immediately.

@Harry_Styles: ELIZABETH. Don't worry, you'll be an old lady in 10 days. And you are one of my best friends. Love you too Beth. :) xx

I saw the Tweets from the boys.

@Zayn_Malik: Happy Birthday Harry! Its been almost 2 and a half years since i've known you and I am proud to call you one of my best mates.

@NiallOfficial: Harry! You are one year older! Happy birthday mate!

@LouisTomlinson: HARRY STYLES! Our little Harold has grown up so fast *sniff* I cant believe it. Okay serious talk now. A massive happy birthday to you and these past two years that we have been friends have been some of the best. Happy Birthday!

"Liam! You need to Tweet Harry happy birthday." I said.

"I left my phone upstairs." He groaned.

I logged out of my Twitter account and logged into his. I handed him my phone.

"How did you know my password?" He asked.

"The day we met and my name. 082098Beth." I grinned.

"Wow. You're good." He smirked.

"Your password is bad." I told him.

"Really? Who else knows the significance to August 20th 1998?" He asked.

"The other people in that class, the teacher, i'm pretty sure your parents and Ruth and Nicola." I said.

He shook his head. "They don't know the exact date."He said.

"Whats the password to your phone? Beth?" I smirked.

"Yes actually. Whats the password to yours? Liam?" He asked.

"Yeah it is." I told him.

"We really need to get better passwords." He grinned.

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