Love Me {A Liam Payne Fanfiction}

"Liam you can't be here, it's the girl's dorm." I gasped as I saw his figure come closer to my bed.
"Shhhhh, love" He soothed. I didn't want to listen, I wanted him out, but for some reason, I felt as if I needed him to stay.
"Liam why-"
"Shhhh it's okay." He slowly slipped into my bed, and came up close to me. I felt his bulge through his boxers, on my left leg.
"You can't be here." I said, trying to keep myself from wanting him, though as he kissed my forehead, it made it impossible to say no.
"You know you want me to stay," He mumbled, as he embraced me into his arms.

*Keep in note that this is while One Direction is together, this fan fiction is a bit mature, but nothing too bad, enjoy!*


14. The Dream

Chloe's Point of View

~I appeared in my dream wearing a beautiful white gown, with a white mask covering a good portion of my face. My hair was half up, in loose curls, and I was wearing white, sparkling heels. I noticed I was in a beautifully designed gazebo, with roses all around. I was standing in the center, when I noticed a figure in the distance. It was coming for me, slowly, strolling through fog, staring intently into my soul. I wanted to look away, I wanted to go away, but I couldn't move. I wanted to just leave before making this guy reach me. He looked so familiar, yet there was something that told me I didn't know everything about him. But the familiarness of him made me stay. I felt as if I needed his touch.

He was becoming closer. I could tell of what he wore, what he looked like. It was him. Wearing a handsome black suit. His tiny quiff was perfectly shaped and his eyes were hungrily looking into mine. My breath hitched in my throat, as I realized the reason I couldn't move was because he had me. It was like I was under his spell. And there was no way out. 

And I don't know if I wanted out to be completely honest.

He was stepping onto the gazebo, now only a few feet away. He never took his stare away, but he did slightly smirk, his eyes glimmering as he came closer. He kept coming, slowly, but fast at the same time. He was a few inches away, I could hear him breathing. It all became a bit more foggy, but he reached his hand to mine, and held my hand in his gently. I looked right down at our hands, intertwined, and back up at him, with wide eyes. It couldn't be like this.

Though, I don't want to let go.

He spoked quietly, as he came closer, centimeters apart.

"Why can't you just love me?" He asked in a low, raspy whisper. I had no response, though I wanted to speak. I wanted to speak out and tell him all about how I just can't lose someone because of his fame. And how whenever I do love someone so much, they're eventually just gone. My brother, my ex, I can't let him be another ex.

But what if that didn't happen this time? 

What if he was forever.

I found myself searching for his eyes.

He asked again, "Why?"

I slowly shook my head. "I-"

"Save it. I'll move on." He shrugged, becoming louder and I think annoyed. He let go of me, and he back away slowly. I found myself almost in tears. I didn't want him to leave. I realized not to let go. 

And before my dream fully ended, I found myself asking, why can't I just love him?~


I woke in tears, my clock said 4:30am. I sat up, taking Liam's grip off of me. I moved out of my bed, hearing a groan come from Liam. I went to my desk, grabbing a tissue, to blow my nose. I decided taking a trip to the bathroom would be nice. If Liam fully wakes, he'll see that I was crying. I think I'll just go-

"And where do you think you're going?" He flirted, as I spin around. It was dark, so he probably can't see me this far away.

"I need to use the bathroom." I lied, backing towards the door more. He got up and put on shorts, over his boxers. "Liam-"

"I'll wait outside the bathroom. It's fine." His raspy voice was now closer, and he saw my face. He showed his confusion clearly, and I looked down. "I- I just did-"

"Were you crying?" He asked, bringing me close. Just like the dream. I kept my eyesight low, and quickly said, "Psh, no, I was just- it's just allergies." He chuckled, using his index finger to bring up my face, to his. He picked me up bridal style, and he took me back to my bed. He lay me down, sliding in next to me, once he took his shorts off again. I turned to face him, not wanting to fight him.

"Why were you crying love?" He asked, playing with my hair that had fallen over my shoulder. I brought my hand to his cheek, and touched his face. He looked so perfect. I lightly touched his cheek and I brushed across his eyebrows. "I had a bad dream." I responded, focusing more on his facial features. He chuckled, letting my hair fall back, and he brought his hand to mine, as I left my hand on his face. 

"What was it about, if I can ask?" He stared me down, as he pulled me close, so now my hands were on his chest, and his arms were holding me tight. I actually didn't know how to answer. Should I just tell him that it was about him? That would be rude saying I had a nightmare about him.

And it would make me look desperate if I said it was about him leaving me alone. What do I say? I began, "I barely remember.." Such a lie, I thought. I continued, "You were in it, I think I was crying in the dream. I don't remember why though." I whispered, seeing his eyes shine beautifully, when I said he was in it.

"Do you think I made you cry?" He asked, as I peered up to see his face looking sad, as if he knew he caused it. I couldn't see him sad like this.

"No I think I screwed up our friendship, and you were leaving because well, what else would you do?" I answered, being somewhat honest. I mean, I must've screwed up, if he was leaving.

"Wait." He began, our faces leaning closer into each other.

"You were actually crying because of me leaving?" He asked, as our noses came into contact.

"Y-yes." I whispered, closing the gap between us. Our kiss was only a few seconds, though the fireworks in my system were exploding rapidly. When he pulled away, the last thing he said before we cuddled was, "I'll never leave you babe, I can't."


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