War Cry

*unbelievably slow updates* One Direction is put onto a three year break. All of the guys have decided what to do with their lives in the meantime. Liam Payne chose to go into the army. He was glad to meet his best friend, she was nice and funny and someone so easily to get along with. She made his army experience a lot more enjoyable. But what if another band member finds her just as enjoyable as he does? Would he be jealous? Or would he be happy for her?


2. Chapter 1

Chapter 1


To be honest, I never expected to sign up for the army. I remember I've wanted to be a firefighter or something. But I feel like joining the army is important. 

I took a deep breath before entering the building in which people have to go to sign up. I stood in the line behind a man in his late twenties. He was drumming his fingers against his thigh as we waited for the four men in front of him to sign up. 

After half an hour, I finally got to the front of the line. The man at the desk was at least forty. He had frown lines and tanned skin. He had thick eyebrows that looked like it was permanently in a frown. For a moment, I almost backed out because of how intimidating he looked. 

"Registry," he asked with his hand forward. I handed him the piece of paper in my hand that had my details written all down the page. The man glanced at it then proceeded to ask me questions such as what was I doing before I signed up, what kind of soldier do I want to be and why do I want to be a soldier. All the while he kept that same intimidating look. I answered all his questions with as much confidence as I could. He then directed me to the other side of the building where there were men and women standing around. 

I rubbed the back of neck before walking to the edge of the crowd. There stood a woman, around my age. She had dark brown hair that fell to almost mid back and she had a light natural tan. Her cheekbones were prominent and her brown eyes kept scanning the place. She wore faded denim jeans that cut at her calves with a white singlet top underneath a tanned jacket. On her feet were a pair of white converses. 

"Well, I guess pretty ladies in the army is a bonus," I joked stupidly. I cursed myself for opening my mouth. Who says that? That was such a sexist comment. 

She looked at me questioningly then rolled her eyes. I mentally slapped my forehead. "That was oddly flattering yet creepy. But just to let you know I don't want to be with someone while I'm in the army," she said. Her voice was sweet yet strong.

"I'm sorry for saying that," I told her, "My mouth was speaking before my brain could catch up. Besides I wasn't looking for anything either. I was just being a weirdo."

She laughed lightly. "That's fine," she dismissed. "I'm Tanya Kennedy," she introduced with her hand stuck out towards me. 

I took her hand and shook it once while I replied, "Liam Payne."

She looked at me weirdly for a second before asking, "As in the boy band Liam Payne?"

I chuckled and nodded my head. "Yeah, as in the boy band," I answered. "Why, do you listen to us?" I teased with a small smirk playing on my lips. 

She rolled her eyes then said, "You wish. My sister adores you guys. She dragged me to that concert you guys had a few days ago."

My eyebrows raised at that. That concert was sold out since it was the last one and most of the people in the arena were teenage girls. "How'd you like it?" I asked casually. 

"You guys were great as far as cheesy boy bands go," she replied, "but you guys aren't really my music style."

"Who do you listen to then?" I asked. I didn't mean to pry but she seemed quite interesting. 

"Mumford & Sons, the Arctic Monkeys, the 1975 and all that," she answered. She stood with her ankles crossed and her hands in her jacket pocket, swinging them out every now and then. 

"Oh, cool," I nodded, not knowing what to say next. I didn't want to start talking about myself because as a celebrity once I start talking about myself too much I get classified as vain when I'm not. 

"Who do you listen to?" She asked. There were more people coming and group by group, people were led through doors to god knows where. 

I shrugged my shoulders in answer. "I listen to anyone with good music."

"That was the most vaguest response I've ever heard," she laughed. 

I cracked a smile. "It's the truth, though."

"Why are you here?" She asked a little bluntly. 

I smiled and replied, "Since we're on a three year break, I decided to do something where I could help."

She nodded her head at my response with a small smile on her lips. "That's sweet. I'm here because I've always wanted to do this."

We were silent for a few moments. There were people everywhere. We all stood in a cluster as we waited to be led through the doors. There seemed to be quite a lot of people signing up. 

"So, how old's your sister?" I asked Tanya to keep the conversation going. 

"She turned 17 on the day of your concert," she responded. 

"Oh," I said, "Well tell her happy belated happy birthday from the one and only Liam Payne."

"She'd love that," she replied, her eyes twinkling, "you're her favourite, you know."

My eyebrows shot up. "Really?" I exclaimed. I'm not usually people's favourites. They usually chose Harry or Niall maybe because they were single and I had a girlfriend for three years. 

"Yeah," she responded, "you should see her room. Your face is plastered on every wall. She even has a cardboard cut out of you."

"Isn't that cute," I chuckled. 

"It's actually not. It's very creepy. She's 17 as well," she sighed. 

"Can't help the fact that we're hot," I replied vainly. 

She gave my shoulder a light push and laughed. I never realised how easily we got along. I met Tanya, literally 10 minutes ago and we get along so well. I hope that she gets stationed to wherever I am at because it would be good to have a friend there. 

The group that Tanya and I are in were led through the doors. Than woman leading us announced it was a medical and weapon check up to see how competent we are. I looked over to Tanya and she replied with a small smile. 

This is really happening. 

"Okay, all males please go to through the left door and females to the right," the lady instructed. 

I said goodbye to Tanya and we went our opposite ways. The man there directed me to an officer who was free of an new comers. I went over to him. His jet black hair was just visible beneath a hat and he wore the camouflage suit that soldiers normally wear. He didn't look much older than me but the way his face was set he looked as old as a father. 

"Hi, my name is Officer Blake. I'm just going to quickly check on your health," he said in a monotone, "please take off your clothes."

I hesitated for a second as I looked at him questioningly. He gave me an impatient look and I hurriedly stripped down to my underwear. I felt a little violated once he started to tape tubes all over my torso but I relaxed after a while as I stared at the nonsensical machine. 

"Everything's great," the officer muttered as he looked at the machine. I stood there with the tubes still stuck to my torso. After a minute, he ripped it off and told me to put my clothes back on. I did exactly as told and waited for what was next. 

"Okay, this is a gun. I would like to see how you hold it," Blake said as he handed me a large rifle. 

I took hold of it and put it into stand. The butt was connected to my right shoulder. My right hand was on the first handle with the trigger and my left on the one in front. I looked through the aiming hole and pointed the gun at the wall. I stayed there for a few seconds until the man took it off my hands. 

He then gave me a smaller gun. It was a hand gun. I knew how to hold one of these because I went to a shooting range recently just for fun. I held it in my hands, my arms straight and strong. I pointed it to the same part of the wall. Then he took it off me. He wrote something down on a clipboard then turned to me. 

"You're good to go to the training camp," H=he said. 

"Where is it at?" I questioned with my hands in my pockets. 

"We will email you the details," he replied. I was about to leave when he called me back. 

"Yes, sir?" I asked him, confused. 

"Could please sign this for my niece? She loves you and your band," he asked. I chuckled a little before picking up the pen and signing the piece of paper. 

"What's her name?" I asked him. 

"Gemma Blake. She's my brother's daughter," he replied. I nodded my head as I wrote her name down and a personal message before signing my name. 

"There you go," I said as I finished writing. I handed him the pen and the paper and thanked him before walking out. 

As I walked out of the room,Tanya came out at the same time. I shot her a smile and she returned it. 

"So..." I said a little awkwardly. 

She chuckled. "Hello."

"Did you get in?" I asked her and she nodded her head. 

"Although I'm not entirely on board with the methods they chose to see what we're capable of," she stated with her lips pursed. 

"Yeah," I agreed as we walked out of the building. "I had to strip and show them how to use two entirely different guns."

"Same!" She exclaimed and I chuckled. We got to the parking lot and stopped just before walking onto the gravel. 

"Can I have your number?" I asked frankly.

Her lips pulled up into a smirk. "Why? Are you in love with me already?" She teased. 

"Absolutely," I replied with a wink. "But just so we can catch up and talk about what happens and all that." 

We both exchanged numbers and was about to leave when she called me back again. She took out a piece of paper from her jacket and held it out to me along with a pen. 

"My sister would love it if you would sign it," she stated. 

"Are you sure the sister isn't actually you?" I teased and she rolled her eyes. She impatiently waved it in front of me and I took it off her. "What's her name?"

"Cali," she replied. 

I wrote a personalised message to Cali then signed it off with my signature. I handed it back to her and she gave me a warm smile. 

"Thanks," she said. "Bye, Liam."

"Bye, Tanya," I farewelled and started to walk to my black Audi. 

At least I knew that I was going to have a friend while in the infantry. IF she ends up getting stationed at wherever I would be.






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