Catch the bullet (Liam Payne, Niall horan fan fiction

Dagmar and her best friend Laura are two lucky girls who have meet and greet tickets to one directions concert!!. Finally a chance to meet Liam and Niall. They can't wait. But in the middle of the meet and greet hate towards the boys takes its toll. Haters with guns can be a real buzz kill! ------------ I do have to say that the beginning of the story is kinda shitty. This is my first movella, but trust me it gets better with the chapters! :)


64. Fuck off Styles!

Dagmar's POV


“You really love your sleep ha?!” Liam chuckled besides me. It was 1 PM now and I was awake for half an hour or so. I wish I could've slept longer but Liam woke me up again.


“Yes I do! I had a exciting day yesterday. It took a big toll on me. I met one of my haters in real life and she was kind enough to bruise my finger, nose and knee cap! So I thought, yes I can sleep in tomorrow. But no! No excuse is good enough to let you sleep. Not for Liam Payne, the boy who always feels the urge to wake everyone up” I sighed, a smile dancing around my lips.


Liam rolled his eyes and with a laugh he said. “That's right!”


I turned my body towards him. “Auhw!” I shrieked. Shit of course! I forgot about my knee. Man that hurts.


Liam shot up. “Are you okay?” He asked worriedly. I smiled, he's always so caring and protective. I stroke my one hand through my hair. I used the other one to pull him back on the bed.


“Yeah, I'm fine babe! I just forgot about my knee.”


Liam smiled and gave me a sweet soft kiss. “Be more careful okay?”


I nodded and rested my head back on the pillow, so did Liam. Our foreheads touched each other while I was looking at our hands. We had our fingers intertwined and Liam gave me soft squeezes. I looked up into his beautiful brown eyes.


“You never told me how this happened.” He said running his finger over the scar on my hand.


“That's because I don't want to!” I sighed.


Liam pouted “Please baby, tell me!”


“Okay.” I gave in. “You know that night you were angry at me because you thought I had cheated on you and you came to my house? Well, when you pulled your phone out of my hands your watch cut my hand and well... yeah..”


Liam gasped. “Oh babe I'm so sorry!” He grabbed my hand kissing my scar gently like it just recently happened.


“No it's okay! It wasn't your fault!” I said in an attempt to reassure him he couldn't do anything about it.


“It is my fault! I should've been more careful! I feel so stupid! That was the second time I got you hurt, and yesterday it was the third time!” He semi-yelled.


“Liam listen to me. It wasn't your fault. And I don't care, it didn't even hurt.” That was a lie. It was really bad. We eventually even needed to go to the hospital to stitch it up, but Liam doesn't need to know that. .


Liam sighed. “Still. I'm sorry. I'll never ever ever hurt you again! I promise!!”


I kissed his nose and nuzzled in his chest. I could slowly feel Liam fall in sleep as his heart beat slowed down and his breathing got heavy. I love being this close to Liam! It feels like the safest place in the whole world. And I could slowly feel myself drift to sleep also.



-------------skip sleep-------------


The sound of Harry's happy voice woke me up. Sometimes I really really hate the fact all of the boys have a key to Liam's apartment. I opened my eyes a bit before closing them again, deciding that I wasn't going to get up. Why would I want to wake up? I was laying in a really comfortable position. Near to Liam's heart.


“Wake up love birds.” Harry tjierped.


"What the fuck are you doing here? Leave me alone with my sleep and Liam's chest!” I groaned making Liam chuckle. “How late is it anyways? 10 AM or so?” I mumbled.


“No silly it's 2:30 PM and we have to be at the fashion show at 5 PM! So get your lazy ass in the shower and make yourself presentable.” Harry screamed. Wow! Some one is really looking forward to the fashion show!


“Exited much?” I mumbled into Liam's chest. There was no response except for the snap of a camera. “Liam!! Stop making picture of me when I'm sleeping. You must have a whole collection by now!” I groaned


“Yup! I'm making a photoalbum later! I already have 47 pictures!!” Liam joked. Well I hope he's joking. “But it was Harry this time.”


“Yes it was me! And if you don't get out of bed in the next 30 seconds I will tweet this picture!” Harry threatened.


“I don't care if you post it or not! Just let me sleep!” I whined


Harry laughed. “And it's online. Let's see. 1900 fav's already!! Woah!”


I sighed. “I don't care go away!”


“No can do poppet!” And 10 seconds later I was being pulled out of my comfy sleeping position. “Now. Go shower!” Harry commanded.


“Fuck off Styles!” I mumbled walking to the shower.


Just before I closed the bathroom door I could hear Harry sigh : “Girls..”




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