Remember Summer '09

Lea was your average 17 year old with her long blonde hair, which happened to be curly, and blue eye which have a slight tint of green in them. Lea absoloulty loves One Direction, and would do anything to meet them. Though, she doesn't remember that in summer '09 she was best mates with Liam Payne. What will happen when she gets tickets from her foster mom, Delia to see One Direction in concert? What happens when she meets them?
*Lea is played by Danielle, but imagine Danielle Blonde c:*


9. Memories, Surprises & Affairs

~*Liam's Point of View*~ 

    It's been one month, one entire month that Lea and I have been "on a break", that we haven't spoken to each other. I have desperately tried to reach her through text message, I've even tried to call her -but she just won't answer her cell phone. It makes me remember back in summer '09.


     Lea and I were on the paddle boats, laughing and singing along to Justin Bieber. Her and I were more than fans, we were Beliebers. We were singing along to That Should Be Me, goofyily smiling at each other. 

     "It's nice out here, Liam," Lea smiled, "Very quiet, on the down-low -makes me feel like I'm a famous singer, on the run-away due to my management or something,"

     I chuckled at her, "I heard Modest! Management is so bad, that some band or something quit because they made them work too much," 

     Her eyes glimmered as she winked at me, "Bet'cha they were doing more than that." 

     I lightly hit her shoulder, "You're worse than my friend back home called Seth. He's coming to visit sometime, maybe you'd get along with him fine." 

     She smiled, "I better get going, my friend called Sloane from back home is coming up, she's honestly the best person ever."

     I watched as she climbed out of the paddle boat, waving back at me. That whole day, I was wondering if her and her friend called, Sloane, were having a fun time. 

     The next day, I called her -but hadn't got no answer. I kept calling, and calling her, but had no answer. She never came back to the cabin. Her and Sloane would have had to come back here, unless they stayed at a hotel, which was far away from here. 

     Finally, about three hours later, I'd gotten ahold of her. 

    "What Liam?" She hissed at me. I heard Sloane giggling and faintly saying, "Liam and Lea sitting in a tree, k i s s i n g." 

     "Where are you?! I've been worried sick!" I yelled at her. 

     "Sloane and I are in one of the 'female only' cabins. They didn't want two exposed females next to a sixteen year old boy...." 

    "I'm sorry, Lea. I just worry about you. I have ever since you told me what hapepned when you were a kid." 

     There was a fumbling on the other line, than I heard an unfamilar voice, "Sorry Liam. Lea has to go. Bye!" 

     Sloane hung up, and Lea was gone. She'll come back though, right?


    I looked down at my phone as it viabrated. I smiled as I saw it was a text message from Lea. 

    "I'm so sorry, Liam. I had no control over what I did, please, don't hurt me. It was an honest mistake, I swear." I raised my eyebrow at the text message, I was confused. She hadn't talked to me in a month, what could she have done? 

     "What have you done? I'm confused, Lea." I texted back. 

~*Lea's Point of View*~

    Niall was rubbing my back as I cried. I stared at the text Liam replied, and back at Niall. 

     "How could I have done that?!" I cried, hugging Niall tightly. 

     "It was my fault too, Lea. You couldn't help it, we both were drunk. It was an honest mistake, and Liam's a nice guy. He'll forgive you, honest to God." Niall whispered in my ear.

     I shakily replied, "Something horrible, Liam. Something very bad."

     "He's g-gonna be so angry, Niall!" 


     I held onto the glass tightly, breathing heavily. I looked over at the people dancing, reconizing the familar blond Irishmen named, Niall Horan. I was beyond drunk now, and Niall looked beyond sexy. His hair was tounsoled, his eyes shined and his dancing was swift, and sexy. 

     Niall began to walk over by me, a smile defining his features. "Hey Lea," His smile grew wider as he sat next to me, his hand going to my lower back. 

     "Hey Niall." I slurred, my eyes locking with his. He wasn't as drunk and I was, but he was still drunk enough to be horny as fuck. 

     "You're looking quite fine tonight, if I'd say so myself." He mused, his alcohol breath being the only thing I could smell. His lips were close to mine, his eyes staring into mine. I wanted him, and I sure as hell hope he wanted me too. 

     Our lips connected as he went into one of the seperate rooms in the bar. His tongue danced with mine as my hands rubbed in his hair. His hands were on my back, slipping off my dress. I didn't care, though. All I wanted was Niall James Horan inside of me, rocking me. 

     His eyes were glassy, his lips were plump. He was staring at my body, with only a bra and my knickers on, I was showing almost everything. I smirked at myself as I took off his shirt, his toned abs staring back at me while I took off his pants. I wanted it done fast, no matter how much it hurt me. 

     Soon, Niall and I were naked, in bed. He was thrusting into me, while I was moaning and groaning. Niall Horan was all I wanted that night, and he was what I got. 

~*Two week later.*~

     I ran into the bathroom, feeling completely and utterly nausiated. I felt like I was going to puke China's population, or worse, the whole world's population. Either way, I badly had to puke. 

     Niall came in after me, rubbing soothing circles on my back. "You alright, Lea?" 

     I shook my head, "Niall, I think I'm pregnant." I looked directly into his eyes as his went wide. 

     After buying three pregnancy tests, Niall waited outside the door for me to confirm or deny pregnancy. I looked at them as they beeped. 




    I walked out the door, tears litterally spilling down my cheeks. 

     "N-Niall, I'm pregnant."


  I stared down at the cell phone as I saw Liam's reply, "What could be so bad? Come on, tell me."

     "Liam, I'm pregnant, and it's not yours." I texted back, knowing the only person I had ever had sex with was indeed Niall James Horan. 

     "Who's the father?" Liam texted back, minutes later. I looked up at Niall, than back at the phone.

    "N-Niall, I can't do this." I whispered.

     "Do it, for the baby, Lea." Niall whispered back, his eyes pleading. 

     "Niall James Horan's, Liam. It's your best mate's baby." 


Author's note:


Last one for the night, oh lord. This is all that I had on Wattpad. LET ME REMIND YOU, I NEVER STOLE IT FROM LEAPAYNE ON WATTPAD, I AM LEAPAYNE FROM WATTPAD. Unless I stole it from myself, I hadn't stole it. Hopefully, an update tomorrow. 

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