The Girl Next Door

Mia has just moved into a new apartment in London and her neighbor happens to be Liam Payne. She thinks she has fallen for his friend Niall, until Liam gets involved and things get complicated.
Niall or Liam? Niall or Liam?
Will she end up with one of them or none?
Will she be able to escape her past and have a chance at romance?
Or will she stay 'just The Girl Next Door...


52. Well thank god for that...

Liam's P.O.V

I knew it wasn't that stupid. I mean, it worked didn't it?  Here she was, standing in the middle of the street kissing me. And I certainly wasn't complaining.

Mia's P.O.V

As I deepen the kiss the tears start to fall, my head throbbing. My conscious was yelling at me "what are you doing?! Are you crazy" and it was right. This whole idea was insane. 

But I pushed away all my thoughts and deepened the kiss, running my hands through his messy, dyed blonde hair. But there was something about the kiss that didn't feel right.

Wait a minute.

What the hell was I doing?! 

Liam doesn't have dyed blonde hair. I was standing in the middle of the street kissing Liam. LIAM.

My mind was not working. I was going insane. A part of me seriously thought he was Niall.

And I know why. Because it SHOULD be Niall. Not Liam. It always should have been Niall.

I quickly pull back, detaching myself from Liam, who looks pleased. "I'm sorry. I can't do this again." I say, before turning and running down the street, as fast as my feet can carry me.

I run faster than I ever have before and eventually arrive at Niall's apartment, exhausted and out of breath. I compose myself and then knock on the door.

"Mia what are you doing here?" He asks, confused.

"Kiss me." I tell him. 

"What? I-yo-" he stutters.

"Please." I say, "I'm asking you to kiss me."

That's all it took for him to pull me towards him and smash his lips on mine. I felt everything you were supposed to feel, the fireworks, the butterfly's in my stomach, all that romantic crap. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. And that was it. My decision was made. Because being there with him was all it took. The wall was down and I was vulnerable. Somehow through this one kiss, I let him get inside my head, It had opened me up and I wasn't afraid anymore. Because this kiss was different. I knew in my heart that this felt right, and I wasn't confused anymore. 

It was simple. I didn't have to chose the better guy. I had to chose the right guy. The right guy for me. The one that made me feel special, the one that made me feel loved. The fear was gone, replaced with a bubbly happy emotion I had never felt before, that I assumed could only be one thing: love.

I pull out of the kiss and hug him tightly I then whisper in his ear, the three words that had haunted me for the past 48 hrs "I love you." He hugged me back, resting his head on my shoulder. "Thank god for that." I hear him say to himself and I giggle. He then whispers in reply, "I love you too."

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