Imagines :)

I will write any little imagines you want about One Direction, The Vamps, or just any boys in general:) Sorry about the picture, I couldn't find any that we're small enough to fit all of them:(


2. Karlea-Liam Payne

"Stop it Liam, you're scaring me" I whimper, tears rolling down my cheeks. I avoid his eyes, nervous that If I look I'll see his broken heart through them.

"Stop? You want me to stop?" He hisses at me "You're the one who started all this non-sense!" 

"I had to say something! It's hard watching pretty girls fall all over you, not knowing if you're giving them a second glance and forgetting about me!" I yell at him, recalling all the pictures in the magazines of him posing with different girls all the time.

"So that's what you think? After all this time, you still have no faith in me to be a good boyfriend?" He yells back at me, caucusing me shake. 

"No! That's not what I meant..." I start, but he cuts me off.

"Well that's what is sounds like. You know what? I think we should take a break" He says while grabbing his jacket and backing towards the front door. "Call me when you get it together and have a better understanding of my life" 

And with that, he turns and walks out my front door, slamming it behind him. I watch him get into his car and speed away. When I know he's gone for sure and not coming back anytime soon, I let myself go. I slump against the wall, down to the floor, tears rushing out and sobs escaping my lips. What did I just do? The only thing I've every loved just walked out the door, and it's looking like he's not coming back. I continue my cry fest, but I carry it to my bedroom where I fall asleep at some point. My dreams are terrible and twisted, different scenarios of Liam walking out.

When I wake, my eyes are red and dry from crying myself to sleep, and my nose is stuffy. I drag myself to the shower and clean myself up, pulling on some sweats and tying my hair up in a messy bun. Then I pop in my favorite movie of all time, Peter Pan, and sit and watch it. 

"Oh Peter. Why can't you just take me to Never Land for a bit, so I can escape the mess I made?" I whisper to the t.v, clutching a bowl of ice cream to my chest. Maybe I should call him and apologize. I glance down at my phone and pause the movie. It taunts me with it's customized case of a picture of me and Liam. You don't have the guts to call him. You're scared. And it's right, I am scared. That's why I pick up the phone and dial his number. 

Ring. Ring. Riiinnnngggg. Voicemail.

"Hey Liam. It's me. Look, I'm..." Click. I hang up. I can't do this.

I repeat this process until I submit a full message to him, probably filling up his mailbox in the making. Now I wait for him to call me back. 


It's been almost a week since Liam and I broke up. I haven't heard from him, and it's making me worried. What if he doesn't want to get back together? What if he hates me for doubting him? I decide to call him once more, just because. 

Ring. Ring. He's still not going to pick up. Riiiinnnnnggggg. "Hello?" A clear brittish voice answers.

"Li-Liam?" I sputter, not believing he really picked up.

"Karlea?" He asks.

"Hi" Is all I can manage at the moment. 

"Hi" He replies, and then there's an awkward silence. 

"Liam I'm so sorry-" I start, but he cuts me off again.

"Can I come over?" He asks, and I'm surprised. I say yes, and he quickly hangs up. I can't believe he wants to come over, even after everything that has happened...

My doorbell rings 15 minutes later, and I open it gingerly. There stands the most gorgeous guy in the world, looking very heartbroken and depressed. I'm probably in the same state. I step aside to let him in, running a hand through my hair. 

"Mind if I start?" I ask, playing with my hands.

"Sure" He replies.

"I'm so sorry I doubted you, I should have set aside the insecure parts of me and let you be happy. I know how much you love your job, and I forget sometimes that it has it's downsides. I wasn't being a very good girlfriend" I look down at my feet, waiting for him to say something. Then I feel warm, rough hands on my face, pulling it up so I'm looking into Liam's eyes. 

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. I would never forget about you, or even think about another girl. You've stolen my heart, and these past few days without you have be torture. You have to stop trusting the media and start trusting me. Promise?" He smiles and I smile back, looking into his deep brown puppy eyes. 

"Promise" I tell him, feeling whole again inside. 

"Can I kiss you now?" He half pleads, and I nod right before I feel his soft lips against mine. He moves his hands from my face to my waist, backing me up against the wall. Somehow my arms snake around his neck and my hands end up playing with his short hair. I open my mouth and deepen the kiss, fireworks erupting in my belly. We stand there for who knows how long, and when we break apart we're both short of breath and smiling like idiots. 


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