Writing with love - Friendzone

Love letters are kind of dated, they are not really written anymore. a simple letter written by hand and not some words on a printed out word document or like any others would send in a email now a days. no a real one, a genuine letter that gets you intrigued. that makes you want to know the person behind the words.

Allison writes a handwritten letter, after some serious talking her into it by her best friend. When she sends it to her favorite band member she didn't expect to get an answer. not at all in fact, because what world famous boy have time to write a letter right?

Liam has changed after the breakup with Sophia, he uncomfortable in crowds and more shy than before. He wants to change back to his old self but he doesn't know how. The boys get a box of fan stuff sent to the office and Liams eyes gets caught on a simple envelope with a all handwritten letters.
he feels like he need to answer it, so without the others noticing it he hides it and takes it home.

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14. Little black dress

- Allison -

 

New years eve. the last day of the year and the beginning to the new year was soon here. 

Apparently Harry and Peyton had some kind of gathering at their house tonight that they invited us to. Miranda was already done with her makeup and was now rummaging around her suitcases for something to wear. I watched her in the mirror holding up various of items that she couldn't decide on witch to choose. 

I on the other hand had the perfect little black dress to wear. it had a three quarter length sleeve in lace and it had an open back and had just enough low cut in the front to show of my collarbones. the dress was just a few inches shorter then to my knee and it was the only dress I had ever purchased.

I had always been a kind of a tomboy and never really liked skirts or dresses. I just wore them when I really really needed to - like fancy parties, weddings or funerals. 

the thing with the dress was it was fancy enough for a fancy party, respectable enough for a funeral despite the open back though. I really loved it and I hoped that Liam would love it too.

I smiled at the thought of him, just 48 hours ago I hadn't met him but I still had felt this bond with him. it was in some ways so incredible that we had found each other so quickly. but I wouldn't change it for the world. I liked that he knew who he was and I liked the person I became when I was with him. he made me better, he made me what to be a better me. 

 

"can I wear this?" Miranda interrupted my train of thoughts and held up a silver sequence dress that had no sleeves and was tight fitting down to her knees. 

"yeah, that looks nice." I said going back to applying mascara on my lashes that I was doing before I started to think about Liam.

"so I was thinking.. what's up between you and Liam?" she asked as she got out of her robe and started to get into her dress. 

"we are.. I don't know yet.. I know I like him though." I said honestly doing the finishing touches on the makeup.

"I think you look good together, and I can tell that the boy likes you.. like a lot!" Miranda got up to the mirror laying her hands on my robe clothed shoulders. 

"you think so?" I asked looking into her eyes though the mirror.

"I know so, besides I think everyone knows. the way you two looked at each other yesterday?" she smiled.

"I really like him Miranda. I can't stop thinking about him." I smiled back.

"Oh My God! my best friend is in LOVE!" she squealed and jumped up and down on her very high black Louis Vuitton's. 

"stop, don't jinx it.. what if he doesn't fell the same? just let it go." I sighed and stood up to get into my dress. 

"okay, but it would be stupid of him not to feel the same way about you. I'm just saying." she smiled getting out of the room into the joined living room.

 

I heared a knock on the door just as I slipped out of the robe. I threw it on the bed and walked over to the door where the dress hung. I slipped of the hanger and was just about to step into it when the door to the bedroom creeked and a smiling Liam walked in.

 

"Liam what the hell!" I screamed and the smile that he had had disappered.

"Alli, I'm sorry. Miranda said to walk straight in." he said and sounded sorry but he still wouldn't do any ting to look away.

"LIAM, STOP LOOKING!" I nearly shouted and I saw how his cheeks went red before turning around.

"I'm sorry Allison, I didn't know." he said.

 

I stepped into the dress and made sure it was on properly before I looked up towards Liam. his face was buried in his hands and I couldn't help but let my eyes wander over his body.

he had a perfectly tailored black suit and looked a bit like James bod with the black tie against the white dress shirt he had on. 

 

"I'm descent now so you can look now." I sighed and nervously tried to put a perfectly curled strand of hair behind my ear.  

"I'm sorry. you look absolutely stunning though." he grasped for air as he stepped closer to me.

"thank you." I smiled and looked at the ground.

"you don't know your beautiful don't you?" he asked.

"did you just pick a line out of one of your songs?" I mumbled but couldn't help but break a little smile.

"sorry. but seriously? you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met in my life." he said and tilted my head up to met his eyes.

"you are so cheesy." I smiled with my whole face now, I couldn't help it. 

"but you love it." he smirked.

 

my eyes widened and I looked straight into his eyes. he must have just realized what he had said because he made the same expression. 

 

"I'm.. " he started to apologize again but I shook my head laying my fingers over his mouth.

"stop." I whispered.

"come on lets go!" Miranda then shouted from the living room. 

"coming." Liam said still looking directly at me. 

"be right there." I shouted looking back at him.

 

it was like the time was still and all I wanted to was to kiss him. I wanted to run my hands through his hair and tug at the strands in his neck to pull him closer and I wanted his hands to be over me, to touch me and to kiss me back. his eyes turned darker as he kept staring at me. I wanted to believe that it happed because he wanted the same thing. 

he leaned in and I stood up on my toes to meet him halfway. 

the thing is that the moment we were about to share was ruined by the one that was suppose to be my best friend, the one that had tried to found me a boy back home.

 

"come on! what are you slugs?" she asked as she came running into the bedroom. 

"seriously?" Liam muttered as we both stepped away.

"come on, let's get going!" she tried to smile but I knew she knew that she had interupted something.

"I'll bring the car out and I'll meet you ladies up front." Liam sighed and leaned in kissed my cheek and left the hotelroom.

"you have terrible timing." I sighed walking to my suitcase to get a pair of black flats. 

"I'm so sorry." she shrugged.

"it's fine, just lets get going shall we?" I asked as I put on my shoes and got the small purse with my phone and wallet in. 

 

we both left the room and got into the elevator. I felt a bit short next to Miranda in her high heels but I was rather able to walk then to fall and break my neck in a pair of my own. 

As we walked though the lobby we were greeted with Liam standing like he was frozen in place. I looked uncomfortable and his shoulders where slightly trembling. I looked out the front doors and saw the mass of young girls screaming and jumping outside. they must have found out that Liam was in here some how. 

we got to him and I could see that he was in a slight panic-mode. he had a heavy breathing and his forehead was covered in sweat.

 

"Liam are you okay?" I asked as I laid my hand gently on his arm.

"I can't breathe." he whispered.

"Look at me Liam." I said and stepped closer to him.

 

he didn't do anything at first but when I lifted my other hand and touched his face to make him look at me he did. he grasped and tried to take a deep breath as he looked at me. his eyes were glossy and radiated with pure panic. I was getting worried, what was wrong? 

 

"to many.. people.. panic.. need.. Paul." he got out between the shallow breaths he actually was able to take. 

"okay, its gonna be okay Liam. I'll call him. give me your phone." I whispered looking straight into his eyes.

 

He handed me his phone. I opened it and dragged Liam out of sight from the front doors. his breathes were getting better but he was still hyperventilating.  it took a few minutes before the other end of the phone was occupied with a dark voice telling it was Paul.

 

"hi, my name is Allison. Liam needs you." I said still looking at Liam trying to get him to calm down.

"I'm on my way. keep him calm until I get there. text me the address." he said.

 

he sounded like it wasn't the first time that this had happened and for the first time I wished that I knew more about Liam and about everything with the tour and what was really bothering him.

 

"hey, I've heard somewhere. Actually it was on this show I watch, teen wolf." Miranda started to ramble. 

"whats your point?" I asked her as Liam started to breath faster again. 

"well this girl in the show, she said that she had heard somewhere that holding your breath can stop a panic attack." 

"I think he's not really able to hold his breath Miranda." I sighed.

"kiss him!" she exclaimed.

"what?" I raised my brows.

"the girl in the show.. that's what she did. she kissed the guy with the panic attack. it worked for her." Miranda nodded as looked between me and Liam.

 

I looked at Liam and he had his eyes closed. what should I do? what could I do? Liam didn't seem to have heard Miranda so I could just brush it of right? but then it was the other part of me that wanted to kiss him and this gave me the excuse to do it. 

Liam was leaning against the wall and was hunched down so he was nearly my hight. I stepped closer to him standing between his legs and reached my hands up and laid them around his neck. I slowly rubbed the back of his neck and leaned in.

 

"Liam breathe." I whispered and followed his jaw with my thumb.

"can't.." he got out after a few seconds of silence. 

"just concentrate on me." I said leaning in closer. 

 

I could feel his shallow breathes against my lips. just like he must feel mine. I couldn't hear or see anything else then Liam. all my focus was on him. 

I leaned in the last few inches and at last our lips touched. for the first time I felt all the cliche things that you are suppose to feel with the first kiss. there where fireworks blasting of in my head and everything was perfect. 

It took a few seconds for Liam to actually react and kiss back but soon he did. his hands left the wall behind him and found my hips. I moaned into the kiss and closed the last inches that was left between us. the kiss deepened and everything around us wasn't relevant anymore.

but as all good things must come to an end and we parted to get some fresh air into our lungs. we kept starring at each other and I barely heard what Miranda said next.

 

"It seems like it works just fine. i'm gonna go look for that Paul guy." she giggled.

 

both me and Liam darted our eyes to look at her. she was smiling and giving me the "proud best friend" look. I couldn't help but smile back and I couldn't help the blush that was staining my cheeks now. Liam was breathing normaly now but he still felt uncomfortable. 

 

"I have some trouble with crouds." he whispered and looked down.

"you don't have to explain to me Li. it's okay." I whispered back. 

"i'm sorry." he sniffled and kept his face down. 

"don't be." I said caressing his cheek and tried to make him look at me.

"I.. just.. I.." he started but he couldn't say what he tried to tell me.

"it's okay.. do you still wanna go to the party?" I asked making him look at me.

"yeah, the others are waiting." he sighed looking up.

 

his eyes were slightly red and he looked pale still. I wanted to help him. I felt so helpless. 

 

"we don't have to go babe, I think they would understand." I whispered and again slide my thumb over his cheek just under his eye to dry the lonely tear slipping from his eye.

"I want to go, I need to go." he said and I could see that he was getting his act together again. 

 

"Ready to go when you are." a voice behind us said and as I turned I saw Miranda stand a few feet away with the man witch voice had sounded.

"Paul, thanks for coming." Liam breathed out.

 

Paul just smiled and nodded towards Liam. it took a few minutes to arrange but soon we were all in the back of a car getting to the party at Harry and Peytons house. It was just for invited only and I guess that Liam already knew who was going to be there. as soon as he was in the car he relaxed more. 

this new years was going to be different, the start of something new and I could only hope that what me and Liam had would last. 

I was sitting next to him and he was looking out the window. he had his hand on his knee and the other tracing the edges of his lips. I grabbed his hand and interlaced our fingers. he looked at our hands and then e looked up at me. he smiled and squeezed my hand. 

it didn't take long before the car turned into a street and up to a house, ha huge white beautiful house. 

the music was blasting from it and after Paul had said something into a speaker the gate opened and drove into front of the house. this night was just about to start...

 

 

A/N

Oh lord! what do you think about this chapter then? ;)

-Sarah 

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