Picture Perfect
Cupcakes
The next day, I found out the boys have yet another day off. Their management or whatever figured that since they start tour tomorrow, that this would be their last day off for a while. Zayn took this as an opportunity to catch up with his girlfriend - Perrie, I think it is, and only God knows where Louis and Niall got to. A doc came in early to check on Harry, and ordered him rest. It was the only way to really help him to a fast recovery for the tour.
When Harry finally decided to leave the comfort of his bed, he unstably walked to the kitchen. "Morning!" I called to him. I only heard him mutter something unintelligent which earned him a chuckle. "Not a morning person I see," I winked at him. Harry only scowled at me.
I turned to Liam who was invested in his phone and got his attention. "So. Got any plans today Mr. Payne?" I inquired.
"Doesn't look like it, Ms. Parnell," He answered me. His eyes stayed trained on his phone, but flickered to mine for a split second. I frowned in disappointment.
I sighed and went to my room to get changed. I decided on a simply white tee shirt, dark wash jeans, a red jacket, and my black toms (outfit here: http://www.polyvore.com/simplicity_is_key/set?id=93703076#fans )
I walked out of the room, and into the kitchen. I snorted when I saw Liam still in the same position I had left him in. "You have exactly ten minutes to get ready before I leave without you," I informed him. He looked up startled, and I watched victoriously as he scurried out of the kitchen and into his room.
"You have ten seconds!" I called out to him.
"Woman, I may not be looking at a clock, but I know it hasn't been ten minutes," Liam told me. I snickered but nodded in approval as he walked out dressed and ready.
We sat in silence as the elevator slowly descended, but it was soon interrupted by the shouts of screaming girls. My eyes stayed on the ground in hopes of not being attacked. I ran into something hard, and realized Liam had stopped dead in his tracks.
"C'mon," he whispered. He grasped my hand and tugged me behind him. I stumbled and tripped over my feet, but every now and again Liam would stop to help me. "You okay?" He asked with worry dripping off of his words. I only nodded in response.
He led me out the back, and let out a relieved sigh. "I think we're good." But just as he spoke, a loud screech came from farther down the alley.
"Spoke too soon," I told him through gritted teeth. Liam breathed out angrily and ran with me in tow.
I don't know how someone could live like this: constantly hiding and running. How awful it must be to have to hide just to go run a few errands.
When we stopped, our backs were pressed firmly on the back of a building, and our breaths were rapid. Shaking my head, I laughed loudly causing Liam to eye me like I was crazy. I waved him off but continued to laugh at our circumstances. Who would've thought that I would end up tangled into this crazy lifestyle?!
I finally noticed that my hand was still firmly gripping Liam's and removed it instantly. This only made my breathing become even more uneven. My mind jumped from thought to thought giving me no time to focus in on it. But they all concerned Liam.
He looked hurt, but brushed it off with a warming smile. I pitifully returned it, and we walked on in silence.
I don't know how long we aimlessly roamed the streets, but eventually we came across a small ice cream parlor, and I eagerly pulled Liam behind me. Being, the gentleman he was, he purchased our sweets.
"Bite," I whined opening my mouth wide. Liam chuckled and allowed my a bite of his ice cream. I moaned as the creamy custard melted on my tongue and beamed up at him. He mocked me by opening up his mouth indicating he wanted a bite of mine.
Feeling mischievous once more, I lifted up my cone to his mouth, then smushed the cone into his face. The cone crumbled beneath my fingers but I continued to smear it all over his face. I giggled uncontrollably while he stood insanely still. When I had finished painting his face with my dessert, he gripped my arms and brought me dangerously close to him. I felt his puffs of breath hit my face and beneath the ice cream saw his pink lips.
He leaned forward, and all I could think of how wrong this was. My mind protested, but my heart soared. My body begged, and my logic protested. My subconscious was pushing me further, and I tried helplessly to snap her down. But attempts were pointless. Liam pulled me even closer, and my eyes fluttered close for a spilt second. I snapped them back open when I felt a cold substance being dragged across my skin.
"Liam!" I squealed. Giggles erupted once more as I tried to pry away from Liam's body. Sadly, he had a firm grip on my small frame so I writhed and thrashed in his hold while he smeared the ice cream from his face onto mine.
When Liam finished, his childlike smile lit up his face. He brought his hand up to my face, and gently stroked it whilst removing a stray hair. Uncontrollably, I lean into his touch and shut my eyes closed.
"We should get going," Liam whispered. I nodded my head still in a state of euphoria, and allowed him to guide me along.
He led me to a small restaurant and in it, was a western themed setting. I laughed lightly at the place and walked to a table with Liam.
"Can I get you guys anything to drink?" A waiter asked us. He waited patiently as I pondered my options.
"Just a water please," I told him. Liam ordered himself a coke, and we sat in silence leaving each other to our thoughts.
"Hey," Liam beamed. I turned my gaze to where Liam's was focused and saw a mechanical bull. I laughed like a little school girl at him, earning me a glare. "What? You don't think I can do it?"
"Liam, I would lie to make you feel better, but it's against my morals. So no, I don't think you can do it," I giggled.
He grew a determined on his face and confidently walked over to the machine. His steps were long and determined as he got into the ring.
I leaned against the railing, still beaming, and laughed once more. "You don't even have experience! Stop this madness and come sit with me," I have begged half joked.
"I have experience!" Liam protested.
I arched my brow in accusation. "You've ridden a mechanical bull before?"
"Well...no, not exactly. But I've ridden those ponies outside of markets." Liam furrowed his brows together and I raised my hands in surrender.
"As long as you have experience," I retreated. The bull started, and I saw panic flash across Liam's face. I tried not to laugh, and felt my face grow red from suppressing it. The bull thrashed and jerked everywhere. Liam's strong arms never gave way, but his face turned an odd shade of green.
After much fighting, Liam gave up and collapsed onto the matt below. I heard him lose his breath from the fall causing him even more struggle to get up. I clapped my hands slowly and laughed. "That was marvelous, darling. Simply marvelous!" I cheered.
He scowled at me. His hands wandered up the now still bull for support, and eventually made his way up.
We ate our meal in silence, then returned back to the hotel - with much struggle. "I'm making cupcakes," Liam said in finality.
I looked at him with shock, and giggled. "Okay. Let's just bake cupcakes. Because you know, turtle penis," I joked.
"I dunno where you go that whole turtle business, but yeah. It's a cupcake kind of day." Liam walked though the kitchen in search of the needed items, and I excused myself to use the restroom.
When I returned, Liam was nowhere in sight. "Liam?" I wandered around the kitchen looking for him, but had no luck.
"Boo!" Liam jumped out of a nearby cabinet, causing my heart to jump into my throat. "Damn you, Liam! You horrible, bad boy! You get to stay in there in think about your actions now!" I ran over to him and shut the doors trapping him in. I pushed my weight onto the doors, and tried not to topple over as he struggled.
I eventually let him out, and scowled him endlessly. He stuck his tongue out at me, then brought the flour over to me. On his was over, however, he tripped and sent the flour flying. It came into contact with the ground, and puffs of white cloud sprung into the air covering me and Liam. I threw my head back in laughter while Liam stood dumbfounded. I went to go grab a towel to clean up the mess, but my foot caught onto the trash can. I grabbed the first thing I could, which was sadly Liam, and brought him down with me.
I looked up, and saw that I was nose to nose with Liam. He stared at me longingly, and moved in closer. My breathing hitched, and I soon found myself shutting my eyes. I leaned into him and felt his lips touch mine.
When Harry finally decided to leave the comfort of his bed, he unstably walked to the kitchen. "Morning!" I called to him. I only heard him mutter something unintelligent which earned him a chuckle. "Not a morning person I see," I winked at him. Harry only scowled at me.
I turned to Liam who was invested in his phone and got his attention. "So. Got any plans today Mr. Payne?" I inquired.
"Doesn't look like it, Ms. Parnell," He answered me. His eyes stayed trained on his phone, but flickered to mine for a split second. I frowned in disappointment.
I sighed and went to my room to get changed. I decided on a simply white tee shirt, dark wash jeans, a red jacket, and my black toms (outfit here: http://www.polyvore.com/simplicity_is_key/set?id=93703076#fans )
I walked out of the room, and into the kitchen. I snorted when I saw Liam still in the same position I had left him in. "You have exactly ten minutes to get ready before I leave without you," I informed him. He looked up startled, and I watched victoriously as he scurried out of the kitchen and into his room.
"You have ten seconds!" I called out to him.
"Woman, I may not be looking at a clock, but I know it hasn't been ten minutes," Liam told me. I snickered but nodded in approval as he walked out dressed and ready.
We sat in silence as the elevator slowly descended, but it was soon interrupted by the shouts of screaming girls. My eyes stayed on the ground in hopes of not being attacked. I ran into something hard, and realized Liam had stopped dead in his tracks.
"C'mon," he whispered. He grasped my hand and tugged me behind him. I stumbled and tripped over my feet, but every now and again Liam would stop to help me. "You okay?" He asked with worry dripping off of his words. I only nodded in response.
He led me out the back, and let out a relieved sigh. "I think we're good." But just as he spoke, a loud screech came from farther down the alley.
"Spoke too soon," I told him through gritted teeth. Liam breathed out angrily and ran with me in tow.
I don't know how someone could live like this: constantly hiding and running. How awful it must be to have to hide just to go run a few errands.
When we stopped, our backs were pressed firmly on the back of a building, and our breaths were rapid. Shaking my head, I laughed loudly causing Liam to eye me like I was crazy. I waved him off but continued to laugh at our circumstances. Who would've thought that I would end up tangled into this crazy lifestyle?!
I finally noticed that my hand was still firmly gripping Liam's and removed it instantly. This only made my breathing become even more uneven. My mind jumped from thought to thought giving me no time to focus in on it. But they all concerned Liam.
He looked hurt, but brushed it off with a warming smile. I pitifully returned it, and we walked on in silence.
I don't know how long we aimlessly roamed the streets, but eventually we came across a small ice cream parlor, and I eagerly pulled Liam behind me. Being, the gentleman he was, he purchased our sweets.
"Bite," I whined opening my mouth wide. Liam chuckled and allowed my a bite of his ice cream. I moaned as the creamy custard melted on my tongue and beamed up at him. He mocked me by opening up his mouth indicating he wanted a bite of mine.
Feeling mischievous once more, I lifted up my cone to his mouth, then smushed the cone into his face. The cone crumbled beneath my fingers but I continued to smear it all over his face. I giggled uncontrollably while he stood insanely still. When I had finished painting his face with my dessert, he gripped my arms and brought me dangerously close to him. I felt his puffs of breath hit my face and beneath the ice cream saw his pink lips.
He leaned forward, and all I could think of how wrong this was. My mind protested, but my heart soared. My body begged, and my logic protested. My subconscious was pushing me further, and I tried helplessly to snap her down. But attempts were pointless. Liam pulled me even closer, and my eyes fluttered close for a spilt second. I snapped them back open when I felt a cold substance being dragged across my skin.
"Liam!" I squealed. Giggles erupted once more as I tried to pry away from Liam's body. Sadly, he had a firm grip on my small frame so I writhed and thrashed in his hold while he smeared the ice cream from his face onto mine.
When Liam finished, his childlike smile lit up his face. He brought his hand up to my face, and gently stroked it whilst removing a stray hair. Uncontrollably, I lean into his touch and shut my eyes closed.
"We should get going," Liam whispered. I nodded my head still in a state of euphoria, and allowed him to guide me along.
He led me to a small restaurant and in it, was a western themed setting. I laughed lightly at the place and walked to a table with Liam.
"Can I get you guys anything to drink?" A waiter asked us. He waited patiently as I pondered my options.
"Just a water please," I told him. Liam ordered himself a coke, and we sat in silence leaving each other to our thoughts.
"Hey," Liam beamed. I turned my gaze to where Liam's was focused and saw a mechanical bull. I laughed like a little school girl at him, earning me a glare. "What? You don't think I can do it?"
"Liam, I would lie to make you feel better, but it's against my morals. So no, I don't think you can do it," I giggled.
He grew a determined on his face and confidently walked over to the machine. His steps were long and determined as he got into the ring.
I leaned against the railing, still beaming, and laughed once more. "You don't even have experience! Stop this madness and come sit with me," I have begged half joked.
"I have experience!" Liam protested.
I arched my brow in accusation. "You've ridden a mechanical bull before?"
"Well...no, not exactly. But I've ridden those ponies outside of markets." Liam furrowed his brows together and I raised my hands in surrender.
"As long as you have experience," I retreated. The bull started, and I saw panic flash across Liam's face. I tried not to laugh, and felt my face grow red from suppressing it. The bull thrashed and jerked everywhere. Liam's strong arms never gave way, but his face turned an odd shade of green.
After much fighting, Liam gave up and collapsed onto the matt below. I heard him lose his breath from the fall causing him even more struggle to get up. I clapped my hands slowly and laughed. "That was marvelous, darling. Simply marvelous!" I cheered.
He scowled at me. His hands wandered up the now still bull for support, and eventually made his way up.
We ate our meal in silence, then returned back to the hotel - with much struggle. "I'm making cupcakes," Liam said in finality.
I looked at him with shock, and giggled. "Okay. Let's just bake cupcakes. Because you know, turtle penis," I joked.
"I dunno where you go that whole turtle business, but yeah. It's a cupcake kind of day." Liam walked though the kitchen in search of the needed items, and I excused myself to use the restroom.
When I returned, Liam was nowhere in sight. "Liam?" I wandered around the kitchen looking for him, but had no luck.
"Boo!" Liam jumped out of a nearby cabinet, causing my heart to jump into my throat. "Damn you, Liam! You horrible, bad boy! You get to stay in there in think about your actions now!" I ran over to him and shut the doors trapping him in. I pushed my weight onto the doors, and tried not to topple over as he struggled.
I eventually let him out, and scowled him endlessly. He stuck his tongue out at me, then brought the flour over to me. On his was over, however, he tripped and sent the flour flying. It came into contact with the ground, and puffs of white cloud sprung into the air covering me and Liam. I threw my head back in laughter while Liam stood dumbfounded. I went to go grab a towel to clean up the mess, but my foot caught onto the trash can. I grabbed the first thing I could, which was sadly Liam, and brought him down with me.
I looked up, and saw that I was nose to nose with Liam. He stared at me longingly, and moved in closer. My breathing hitched, and I soon found myself shutting my eyes. I leaned into him and felt his lips touch mine.
Notes
GUYS DID YOU SEE HARRY TWERK AT THE KCAS I ACTUALLY EXPERIENCED DEATH I MEAN GOOD GOLLY MISS MOLLY I'M BECOMING A RABAI, CHANGING MY NAME TO FRANCISCO, THEN KICK BOXING TO CUBA OH MY FRAGILE HEARTAND ON TOP OF THAT, THEIR NEW SONG WAS LEAKED AND I CAN'T EVEN HANDLE ALL THE FEELS
I'M SO DONE WITH THIS UGH LEAVE A COMMENT BELOW ON HOW I DID KAY THANKS BYE
-Mareeeesssaa
@Louistomlinson
Actually... Sorry to disappoint. It's the chapter she started before she left. It was actually quite hard for me to write this, cuz I don't feel right writing without her. But I'm going to for her anyway.
1/28/14