Midnight Memories (Liam Payne Fanfiction)
Stranger
As I came out from the shower, my phone vibrated.
New text message from Nicole ; “6:30-Be ready, I’ll pick you up.”
I took a glance at my bedside clock.
I had half an hour to get ready.
-- - -
“I’m leaving aunt Margaret !!” I shouted as I was running down the stairs which was a hard thing to do when you were wearing high-heeled sandals and with your phone in your hand.
“Nice dress Miss Colton!” Margaret gave me one of her warming smiles and opened the door for me.
“How many times should I tell you? Just call me Ash!!” I winked at her and ran to the Black Jeep which was for my friend, Nicole, who I had met two weeks ago.
We had just moved on here and I didn’t have any friends except Nicole.
One Sunday morning I was jogging that I tripped on a stone and fell down.
My knee was bleeding and I was crying like a baby that Nicole saw me and helped me stand up and took me home and that’s when we became friends.
She lived a few blocks away.
“Take care!!!” Margaret yelled and I waved my hand at her without turning back.
She wasn’t really my aunt…. She was our devoted servant.
My mom employed her when I was four to babysit me as she was always on a trip with my dad.
When my mother died in a plane crash, my dad fired all the servants and had new ones. As I liked Margaret so much and as my mother had employed her, he let her stay.
I called her aunt Margaret because she always read me a storybook before sleep that was about a little girl who had an aunt called Margaret.
Nicole opened the door for me and I hoped in.
“Miss Colton!!! Miss Colton!!” George, a middle aged guy, our butler and my dad’s valet… also…. An annoying stupid nosy person, yelled from inside the house and ran towards us.
“What do you want?” I hissed at him.
“Be back at 9.” He said when he caught a breath.
Nicole rolled her eyes.
“Okay. I’ll try.” I said and nudged Nicole to hit the gas pedal.
The engine roared and a few seconds later, we were on our way to the party.
“Hey! What’s up?” she said and took a look at me and gave me one of her annoyingly mischievous grins.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing. It’s just… you look… you’re overdressed!!” she grinned.
I looked at her dress.
She was wearing a short denim skirt with a low-cut gray top… and I was wearing an ivory cocktail dress.
“But… it’s a party!!” I said.
“A frat party!!! Not a … wedding party!!” she almost yelled.
“What am I supposed to do now? I haven’t been to any parties before!! Oh god… People would laugh at me!!” I sighed.
She smirked.
“They won’t laugh at you… they’ll… be… so jealous. Well… the girls would be jealous but the boys…”
“Okay shut up!!” I said and sat back in a relaxed way.
“Just be careful. Don’t go near drunk guys.” She said and parked the car near a house.
“I know how to take care of myself!!” I snapped at her.
She glanced at me but didn’t say anything.
I could hear the music clearly.
“The party has already started!!! C’mon!!” she said and got off the car cheerfully.
I didn’t know the owner of the frat house.
I was here just because I asked my friend to take me to a party with her.
I was bored and… angry.
My dad had gone to Australia to bring a woman with him called “Viola Verona” … she was going to be my stepmother.
So I needed something to stop me from thinking about that bitch.
We entered the house.
I was so nervous that I forgot to bring my phone.
“Hey, Nic, I forgot my phone. I left it in the car.” I whispered into her ear.
She shot me a death glare and handed me the car keys.
I ignored the two boys standing at the door, cougar eyeing me, and walked towards the car.
Three motorcycles parked on the other side of the street as I locked the car.
2 people got off from each of them.
One girl and five boys.
The girl was obviously with one of the boys as she started walking towards the house with the boy’s hand wrapped around her tiny waist.
I took a glance at the other four boys.
They were all laughing loudly and not paying attention to me, except one… He was wearing a faded low-rise jeans and his chest was tightly hugged by his black T-shirt.
His eyes were on me.
He was watching me.
I turned my face around and strode towards the house and got lost in the crowd of people who were mostly under aged and were dancing crazy.
I finally found her in a corner, with a drink in her hand, talking with a long brown haired girl, wearing a black mini with a matching top.
“This is Alex and… this is Ashley!!” Nicole said and introduced me to that girl.
“Hey!!” I shook hands with her.
She was the same girl I saw earlier who got off from that motorbike.
“Nice dress!!” she said and winked at me.
I smiled nervously.
“Where can I have a drink?” I asked.
“Oh… right there!” Nicole pointed at another corner.
“Thanks!!” I said and left those two to continue their conversation.
A girl with green eyes, pale skin, pointed at me with her finger and whispered something to her friend.
I made a face.
A bald guy who was dancing with a girl, made eye contact with me and then winked.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
I picked up a drink and started to move my body rhythmically to the beat of the music but with my phone in my hand and a drink in the other, I just looked more stupid than I already was.
So I just decided to go upstairs to find a less crowded place to get less humiliated and to drink whatever was in that glass.
I wasn’t a party girl at all…
Less people, less nervousness.
I climbed up the stairs and shut myself into a random room.
As I took a sip on my drink, boys voices echoed from the hallway.
I sighed and put my drink on the floor carefully.
“Who are you?”
I jumped a little at that sudden deep voice came from my side.
His cold breath cascaded down from my neck to my breasts.
I suddenly felt so… endangered… I was alone, with a guy that I didn’t know, in a dark room.
I held my phone tightly.
“I… I…” my voice trailed off.
He chuckled and wrapped his hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“Do you have any idea…. Like…. who I am?” he asked with a deep husky voice, nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck, making me flatter my eyelashes.
I swallowed.
Should I scream? no one would hear me…
Should I hit him? Nah… he seems stronger…
“It’s … dark. I.. I … can’t see.” I stammered.
He slowly started to grind on me.
“But you can surely feel…” he whispered into my ear, rubbing his bulge against my body.
I gulped.
“Stop…” I whispered.
“You entered the wrong room, love.” He breathed as his lips glided down my collar bones to the valley of my breasts.
“Let me go!” I said firmly, with a crack in my voice.
“Why should I do that? You’re enjoying this as much as I do.” he whispered was about to move his hands down to my inner thigh that my phone started to rang.
Thank God!!!
He put a step back and gave me enough space to answer my phone.
It was George.
For the first time in my life, I was thankful that he was the one that was calling me.
“Hello?” I said.
“Miss Colton, your father called and said that he’ll be home in an hour. Please come back right now.”
Shit!!
“Alright.” I said simply and hung up.
“You’re beautiful.” The mysterious boy said.
I had almost forgotten his presence.
“What?” I asked quizzically.
“I don’t say things twice.” He said and stepped forward, stretching out his arms, leaving his hands on either side of my shoulders.
“I’m… I gotta go… right now.” I said as firmly as I could and shoved him off of me as strongly as I could but he didn’t move at all and instead, he pinned me to the wall.
“I’m sorry but you’re not going anywhere.” He murmured.
I wanted to knee him in the groin but I couldn’t move.
Damn!!!
“Please? If you don’t let me go, I’ll be in trouble.” I pleaded.
He sighed loudly and to my surprise, he let me go.
“Thanks” I said and ran quickly downstairs to find Nicole to take me home.
“By the way, my name is Liam, babe. Don’t you forget that!! ” he yelled.
I smirked.
Why would I have to remember his name?
He was just a stranger…
New text message from Nicole ; “6:30-Be ready, I’ll pick you up.”
I took a glance at my bedside clock.
I had half an hour to get ready.
-- - -
“I’m leaving aunt Margaret !!” I shouted as I was running down the stairs which was a hard thing to do when you were wearing high-heeled sandals and with your phone in your hand.
“Nice dress Miss Colton!” Margaret gave me one of her warming smiles and opened the door for me.
“How many times should I tell you? Just call me Ash!!” I winked at her and ran to the Black Jeep which was for my friend, Nicole, who I had met two weeks ago.
We had just moved on here and I didn’t have any friends except Nicole.
One Sunday morning I was jogging that I tripped on a stone and fell down.
My knee was bleeding and I was crying like a baby that Nicole saw me and helped me stand up and took me home and that’s when we became friends.
She lived a few blocks away.
“Take care!!!” Margaret yelled and I waved my hand at her without turning back.
She wasn’t really my aunt…. She was our devoted servant.
My mom employed her when I was four to babysit me as she was always on a trip with my dad.
When my mother died in a plane crash, my dad fired all the servants and had new ones. As I liked Margaret so much and as my mother had employed her, he let her stay.
I called her aunt Margaret because she always read me a storybook before sleep that was about a little girl who had an aunt called Margaret.
Nicole opened the door for me and I hoped in.
“Miss Colton!!! Miss Colton!!” George, a middle aged guy, our butler and my dad’s valet… also…. An annoying stupid nosy person, yelled from inside the house and ran towards us.
“What do you want?” I hissed at him.
“Be back at 9.” He said when he caught a breath.
Nicole rolled her eyes.
“Okay. I’ll try.” I said and nudged Nicole to hit the gas pedal.
The engine roared and a few seconds later, we were on our way to the party.
“Hey! What’s up?” she said and took a look at me and gave me one of her annoyingly mischievous grins.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing. It’s just… you look… you’re overdressed!!” she grinned.
I looked at her dress.
She was wearing a short denim skirt with a low-cut gray top… and I was wearing an ivory cocktail dress.
“But… it’s a party!!” I said.
“A frat party!!! Not a … wedding party!!” she almost yelled.
“What am I supposed to do now? I haven’t been to any parties before!! Oh god… People would laugh at me!!” I sighed.
She smirked.
“They won’t laugh at you… they’ll… be… so jealous. Well… the girls would be jealous but the boys…”
“Okay shut up!!” I said and sat back in a relaxed way.
“Just be careful. Don’t go near drunk guys.” She said and parked the car near a house.
“I know how to take care of myself!!” I snapped at her.
She glanced at me but didn’t say anything.
I could hear the music clearly.
“The party has already started!!! C’mon!!” she said and got off the car cheerfully.
I didn’t know the owner of the frat house.
I was here just because I asked my friend to take me to a party with her.
I was bored and… angry.
My dad had gone to Australia to bring a woman with him called “Viola Verona” … she was going to be my stepmother.
So I needed something to stop me from thinking about that bitch.
We entered the house.
I was so nervous that I forgot to bring my phone.
“Hey, Nic, I forgot my phone. I left it in the car.” I whispered into her ear.
She shot me a death glare and handed me the car keys.
I ignored the two boys standing at the door, cougar eyeing me, and walked towards the car.
Three motorcycles parked on the other side of the street as I locked the car.
2 people got off from each of them.
One girl and five boys.
The girl was obviously with one of the boys as she started walking towards the house with the boy’s hand wrapped around her tiny waist.
I took a glance at the other four boys.
They were all laughing loudly and not paying attention to me, except one… He was wearing a faded low-rise jeans and his chest was tightly hugged by his black T-shirt.
His eyes were on me.
He was watching me.
I turned my face around and strode towards the house and got lost in the crowd of people who were mostly under aged and were dancing crazy.
I finally found her in a corner, with a drink in her hand, talking with a long brown haired girl, wearing a black mini with a matching top.
“This is Alex and… this is Ashley!!” Nicole said and introduced me to that girl.
“Hey!!” I shook hands with her.
She was the same girl I saw earlier who got off from that motorbike.
“Nice dress!!” she said and winked at me.
I smiled nervously.
“Where can I have a drink?” I asked.
“Oh… right there!” Nicole pointed at another corner.
“Thanks!!” I said and left those two to continue their conversation.
A girl with green eyes, pale skin, pointed at me with her finger and whispered something to her friend.
I made a face.
A bald guy who was dancing with a girl, made eye contact with me and then winked.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
I picked up a drink and started to move my body rhythmically to the beat of the music but with my phone in my hand and a drink in the other, I just looked more stupid than I already was.
So I just decided to go upstairs to find a less crowded place to get less humiliated and to drink whatever was in that glass.
I wasn’t a party girl at all…
Less people, less nervousness.
I climbed up the stairs and shut myself into a random room.
As I took a sip on my drink, boys voices echoed from the hallway.
I sighed and put my drink on the floor carefully.
“Who are you?”
I jumped a little at that sudden deep voice came from my side.
His cold breath cascaded down from my neck to my breasts.
I suddenly felt so… endangered… I was alone, with a guy that I didn’t know, in a dark room.
I held my phone tightly.
“I… I…” my voice trailed off.
He chuckled and wrapped his hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“Do you have any idea…. Like…. who I am?” he asked with a deep husky voice, nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck, making me flatter my eyelashes.
I swallowed.
Should I scream? no one would hear me…
Should I hit him? Nah… he seems stronger…
“It’s … dark. I.. I … can’t see.” I stammered.
He slowly started to grind on me.
“But you can surely feel…” he whispered into my ear, rubbing his bulge against my body.
I gulped.
“Stop…” I whispered.
“You entered the wrong room, love.” He breathed as his lips glided down my collar bones to the valley of my breasts.
“Let me go!” I said firmly, with a crack in my voice.
“Why should I do that? You’re enjoying this as much as I do.” he whispered was about to move his hands down to my inner thigh that my phone started to rang.
Thank God!!!
He put a step back and gave me enough space to answer my phone.
It was George.
For the first time in my life, I was thankful that he was the one that was calling me.
“Hello?” I said.
“Miss Colton, your father called and said that he’ll be home in an hour. Please come back right now.”
Shit!!
“Alright.” I said simply and hung up.
“You’re beautiful.” The mysterious boy said.
I had almost forgotten his presence.
“What?” I asked quizzically.
“I don’t say things twice.” He said and stepped forward, stretching out his arms, leaving his hands on either side of my shoulders.
“I’m… I gotta go… right now.” I said as firmly as I could and shoved him off of me as strongly as I could but he didn’t move at all and instead, he pinned me to the wall.
“I’m sorry but you’re not going anywhere.” He murmured.
I wanted to knee him in the groin but I couldn’t move.
Damn!!!
“Please? If you don’t let me go, I’ll be in trouble.” I pleaded.
He sighed loudly and to my surprise, he let me go.
“Thanks” I said and ran quickly downstairs to find Nicole to take me home.
“By the way, my name is Liam, babe. Don’t you forget that!! ” he yelled.
I smirked.
Why would I have to remember his name?
He was just a stranger…
Please update soon :p i really like this story :D
8/31/14