Liam, My Dad

Hi. I'm Natisha Payne. Yeah yeah yeah. Liam Payne is my dad. A lot of girls think it would be absolutely buzzing to have him as their dad! They think wrong. I don't like my dad. Well, that sounds like it could be coming from any teenage girl. But well, let me just start at the beginning. I have been beaten by him and worst by all his friends as well. But I don't mind. He helps me. I think.

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6. Anorexic?

I can't believe I'm dating Niall. He's perfect. He would never hurt me. I was dressed in a baggy mini mouse shirt with short shorts that you could hardly see because my shirts was so long. These where actually my PJ's. I don't own PJ's so i just wear clothes. I walked downstairs to Niall eating a bowl of cereal. I looked at him with one eyebrow up and the other down. I looked around the house with the same expression, not moving, just moving my head. Niall just stared at me. 'Hey Niall, just wondering... WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!?!' I asked him with my mouth hanging open. He just came over, kissed my cheek and closed my mouth with one finger. 'Morning.' He said before walking back to his precious cereal. 'Your dad went out with Ed, Adele is at a press conference and so he called me cause he didn't trust the others.' He mumbled the last part obviously regretting saying it. 'Why doesn't he trust them?' I asked confused. 'Uuummmm, no reason.' He said before stuffing his mouth with a giant gulp of cereal so he couldn't talk anymore. I kissed his cheek before getting up and walking to the fridge and getting some eggs and bacon. I made bacon and eggs while Niall pored me a cup of orange juice. 'You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that you slept with someone last night.' Niall told me. I spat out the juice in my mouth and looked at him like he was a psyco maniac while he laughed. 'What?' I asked. 'Messy hair, long baggy shirt and no pants,' he explained. 'One, I just woke up for the hair, and two...' I pulled my shirt up abit so he could see I was I fact wearing pants. 'Im wearing pants!' I told him. He nodded. 'Sure you are.' He said cheekily. I rolled my eyes as he grabbed my waist and I put the meal I prepared on a plate.that was a mistake. He took two pieces of bacon at once and shoved them into his mouth. I again looked up at him with my mouth hanging open and he once again closed it and this time kissed my lips. 'I want my bacon back' I said to him. 'Nope.' He said. I looked down at my baconless plate. 'Fine,' I gave in sighing. 'I won't eat.' He looked back at me. 'Why?' He asked. 'Because I never was planning on eating the eggs, I just wanted it to look like I was full so you wouldn't tell people I don't eat. I was gonna eat the bacon and then throw it back up, but egg doesn't come up well.' I answered hoping he would drop it. In my dreams. 'Are you, like, starving yourself?' He asked all sad like. 'Yeah.' I said back doing my dishes. 'Why?! Don't do that!'he said frowning his eyebrows. 'Its not a big deal. It's just a diet.' I answered as if it wasn't a big deal. 'You are skinny!' He said. I rolled my eyes. 'So they tell me.' I said walking away. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back facing him. 'What's that supposed to mean?' He asked. 'Im anorexic.' 

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