Saved By Liam Payne

I'm face to face with Liam Payne right now. He just saved my life. He saved me from taking my own life. Why would he do that? He doesn't even know me. Why didn't he just let me do it? Why did he save me? All these questions drown my thoughts. "Why did you do that?" I yell once again. I don't really care if it's Liam Payne. I wouldn't care if it was the President of the United States. I don't want anyone stopping me. "Because. I just couldn't let you do that. I didn't know why I decided to take a walk. But now I know why I did. It was to save you." He says, smiling at me. "I didn't want to be saved!" I say, ignoring his friendly gesture. "I just want to get what I deserve!" I sob,  "I just want to die." "No. You don't deserve this. Nobody does. I know you don't really want that. I can tell." He says, wiping my tears away. "How do you know?" I spit harshly. "Because nobody ever really wants that. They just think that's the only way to get the pain to stop. But it's not." He says, holding me tight and we sit there for what seems like hours. "Alright. Let's go." He says, picking me up. "What? Where are we going?" I ask in a panicky tone. I'm not panicking because I just met this guy and suddenly he's taking me somewhere, no totally not. I''m panicking because-well, just because. "I'm taking you home." He says in a duh tone. "You don't even know where I live." I say. "Not your home, silly. I'm taking you back to my flat." He says, walking off. "What? But you just met me. I could be some psychotic serial killer for all you know." I say. He just looks at me with the 'really' face. "I highly doubt you're capable of killing someone else." He says doubtfully. "Yea? Well I could be a-a, uh-a rapist! Yea. That." I say, vindicatevly. "A rapist? Really?" He says, not buying it. "Ugh. Fine." I despair, giving up and slumping down into his arms. "How come you're not freaking out about a random guy off the street taking you." He asks, intriguingly. "Uh. Because." I say, trying to think of something. "Unless. You know who I am!" He fathoms. "Or, why would some guy who just saved me kill me or rape me?" I state rhetorically. "True. But I still think you know who I am." He says, looking ahead. "Okay fine. Maybe I do know who you are. Liam. But it's your own fault for taking me back to your place." I say, slumping my head back down. "Aha! I knew, you knew who I was!" He smiles, "Wait, why aren't you freaking out?" He asks, dumbfounded. "Uhm. I don't know." I say. "You know. I have two legs. I can walk on my own." I say in thought, closing my eyes. "Oh well. You're a little late there 'cause we're here." He says, opening a door. "Liam you're back!" I hear a voice say. "And you brought back a girl." The voice says, puzzled. I don't bother opening my eyes. I'm comfy now. I just raise my hand to wave, accidentally hitting Liam in the face. "Oops." I say, apologizing. "Hi." I say to whoever else is in the room. "Hi?" They say. Liam lays me down on something soft. I open my eyes only to be blinded by light. "Ugh. It's to bright!" I groan, slapping my arm over my eyes. "Sorry." Liam apologizes and dims the light. "So why am I here again?" I ask, sitting up. "Remember I told you that I would get to know you if you gave me the chance. I'm taking this as my chance." He says, smiling. Oh god. Now it hit me. Liam Payne saved my life and he wants to get to know me. Woah. Okay. No fangirling Megan. None. Nope. I swore to myself I wouldn't if I ever go the chance to meet them. This is my chance. Act. Normal. "Do you have food?" I ask. Really? This is your definition of normal Megan? Ugh. My subconscious yells at me. "Uhm. Yea?" He says, raising an eyebrow. "Number one thing you need to know about me. I love food." I say, standing up. "Oh god. Niall's going to have an issue with that." A voice behind me says. I turn around and see a certain black haired boy standing there. "Hi. I'm Zayn." He introduces himself. "Hi I'-" "Wait!" Liam yells, interupting us. "Jesus Christ Liam! What?" I ask, startled. "I never got your name. I should know it before him." He says. Little does he know, Harry already knows my name. "What?" I say, looking at him weirdly. "I need to know your name first." He says. "Uh. Okay then." I say, turning to him. "Zayn. Shoo." He says, pointing out of the room. He walks out cautiously, leaving Liam and I alone. "Okay. My name is Megan." I say, making him smile. "Strange boy you are." I say raising an eyebrow. "Okay Zayn come back in." He calls out. A couple seconds later Zayn appears. "Okay. Can I know your name now?" He asks. "Yep. My names Megan. But you can call me Meg. Or Megz. Or anything you please." I smile, somewhat shyly. "Nice to meet you Megan. Liam can I speak to you in private?" He asks, turning his attention to Liam. "Uh. Yea." Liam says, getting up. They walk into the other room. I walk up and stand by the wall. I'm sorry! Eavesdropping is not good children. Don't try this at home. "I-uh-I saved her." I hear Liam's voice stutter. "How?" Zayn asks, curiously. Don't tell him. Don't tell him. Don- "She was gonna jump off the Tower Bridge but I stopped her." Liam ignores my silent plea. "You mean. She was gonna commit-" "Yea. I couldn't let her. And, I don't know, I think I can help her, so I brought her back. She seems really cool too." Awe. Liam thinks I'm cool. "Yea. I guess. And she doesn't seem like a crazy fan so I don't think we need to worry. I don't know how Niall will feel about someone stealing all his food though." Zayn says and I can practically see the smirk on his face. "Eh-em. Excuse me. Who are you?" I hear a voice behind me say. I turn around to be met by light brown hair and blue eyes. "Uhm. Hi." I say, awkwardly. "Who are you? And what are you doing in my house?" He asks, accusingly. "Uh. I can explain." I say at a loss for words, "you see, Liam brought me." I say, awkwardly inching my way towards the couch. "Uh-huh, yea. I'm calling the police." He says, pulling his phone out. "Louis! Calm down! I brought her." Liam says from behind me. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "What? You brought a girl home?" He asks, shocked. "Woah. Woah. Woah. Oh no. Not like that. Nooo." I deny, shaking my head rapidly. "Yea. No. Not like that. I-uhm. I-" He stutters. "He saved me." I say, bluntly. "Wait. What?" Louis asks, shaking his head at me. "He. Saved. Me." I say slowly. "I know that. But, how?" He asks. "I uh-I almost fell off the Tower Bridge. He pulled me back and yea." I say. It wasn't a complete lie. I did almost fall off the bridge and he did pull me back. I just left out the part where I deliberately almost fell off the bridge. "Ohkay then." He says slowly, registering it all. Liam and Zayn are both looking at me. I just shrug. "Well. My names Louis. You can call me Lou." He says, holding out his hand. "My names Megan. You can call me Meg." I mock his tone, shaking his hand. "Wait. You do know who we are right?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "Yep. You guys are three fifths of the world-wide band, One Direction." I say casually. "And you're not freaking out why?" He asks, confused. "I dunno." I shrug. I honestly don't know why I haven't even fainted yet. Weird. "Okay then. Well Harry and Niall are on their way back here." He says to Liam. He just nods. "Uhm. Liam." I say. "Yea love?" He says. He called me love. Awe. Okay calm down. "No offense or anything but-How long am I staying for?" I ponder. "Uhm. However long you want. At least stay the night." He says, pleadingly. "I don't know-" I say, uncertain. "Please?" He entreats. "But-" I start but he starts his puppy dog eyes. Damn those eyes. I look away but he just sticks his lip out further and sniffles, making me give in. "Erg. Fine. One night." I relent. "I knew that would get you to do it." He says, satisfied with himself. "Yea. And that's the only time it ever will." I state. "Okay. So you can take the guest room upstairs. It's right next to my room." He says, leading me up stairs. He opens the door to a large, very large, room. Holy crap. This is bigger than my whole flat! "It's not much but. Make yourself at home. The bathroom is down the hall. The third door down on the left. If you need some clothes, I have some you can borrow." He offers. "Thanks." I say, appreciatively. "Now. About that food." I say. He just laughs and leads me down the stairs. "Get whatever you want." He says. "I wouldn't say that if I were you." I say, walking over to the fridge. "I'll just be in the living room." He says, walking away. "Leaving me unattended in a kitchen isn't the best idea." I say under my breath. I open the fridge and look for something to eat. I'm starving. There's nothing that looks good in there. I walk over to the pantry and open it up. I walk inside and search through the boxes. "Niall! How many times do I have to tell you! Close the pantry when you're done!" A disembodied voice yells. I hear footsteps come towards the pantry. They turn off the light and close the door. "Hey!" I yell. The door flies open, revealing a curly haired boy. "What the-" He starts. I grab a box of lucky charms and walk out. "Hi Harry." I say casually, walking past him. He just stands there looking at me. "Why are you looking at me like I'm an alien?" I ask offended. "Who are you?" He asks. "Okay now I'm offended. You really don't remember me? Dude we met today!" I say, trying to bring back the memories. He thinks and thinks. "Oh wait! You're the comedian! Well, not comedian but the funny girl that makes really good mango and passion fruit ice blends." He says in realization. "Yep." I say. "Wait. Why are you in my house?" He asks, bewildered. "Uh. Because. I wanna be." I say, walking to the couch and slumping down. I start eating the cereal. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He warns. "Do what?" I ask oblivious. "Eat those." He says, pointing to the box. "And why not?" I ask, perplexed. "Because those are Niall's." He states. "Oops. Looks like he's gonna need more lucky charms." I say, continuing to eat them. "Who are you and why are you eating my lucky charms?!" An Irish voice yells. "You sir, need to learn to put your name on your food." I say, shoving the cereal in my mouth. "It is. Right there on the side." He says, pointing to it. "Oops." I say, shrugging. "Liam!" He yells. "What Niall?" Liam whines coming in. "This strange girl is eating my food!" He whines. "Oh wa. I'll buy you more later." I say, dumping the last bit in my mouth. I toss him the box and he turns it upside down looking like he's about to cry. "Niall, Harry. This is Megan." Liam says, introducing me. "Oh I know who she is. How do you know her?" Harry asks. "Because I'm the one who brought her here?" He says, baffled. "But how do you know her?" Harry asks, puzzled. "I saved her." He says. "Oh." Harry says at a loss for words. "Wait how do you know her?" Liam asks, curiously. I just sit back on the couch. Niall comes and joins me after a while and we watch the show, sharing the last bit of lucky charms. "I met her in Starbucks. She made me my drink and we talked for a while." Harry explains. "What? Wait so you met him before me?" Liam asks, turning to me. "Hey don't look at me. I didn't do it intentionally." I say, holding my hands up in surrender. "This is confusing. I give up." He says, sitting next to me. "Oh and Niall. I think you have competition." Liam says, pointing to me and the box. "Yea. I realized." He says, glaring at me. "I was hungry." I say innocently. "And I still am." I say, walking back into the kitchen. "Wait!" Niall yells, chasing after me. "What?" I say, annoyed. I just wanna eat some food. Geez. "I'm watching you." He says, hopping onto the counter. I just roll my eyes and search the pantry again. I grab the oreos and shut the door. "Oh no. No, no, no. Not my oreos." He says, snatching them from my grasp. "Oh my god! Fine. What can I have?" I ask in annoyance. He goes into the pantry and shuffles things around. He comes back out and hands me a fruit cup and crackers. He smiles and I sigh. I walk out and sit on the couch with the food in my hands. "Why must you torture me." I say, looking at the food. "Niall! Let her have some of your food! I'll buy you some more later." Liam says. He thinks for a while. "Fine." He sighs. I smile and walk into the kitchen. I take his oreos and sit on the couch next to him. Liam and Harry disappeared somewhere. "Want one?" I ask, holding one out. He smiles and goes to take it. Instead I pop it into my own mouth and chew. "Mmm. These are the best oreos I've ever had!" I moan in delight. He frowns and looks away. I grab an oreo and put it in front of his mouth but he wont open. I take my other hand and open his mouth. I help him chew by moving his jaw. He chuckles and swallows. "So I'm guessing we'll be seeing a lot of you?" He asks, wiping the crumbs from his mouth. "Uhm. You should ask Liam. He kind of carried me over here. He didn't let me have a say so. He'll probably make me live here from now on." I laugh. "Oh shit!" I say, jumping up off the couch. "What?" Niall screams and falls off the couch, breathing heavy. "My mum and brother are probably worried sick about me." I say, going up the stairs. I knock on Liam's door and he opens up. He has no shirt on and might I say that boy has a nice damn body. "Uh. Uhm. Oh Liam." I say softly. "Yes?" He replys, chuckling. "Uhm. Oh yea. Where's my bag?" I blush. "I set it on your- I mean the bed in the guest room." He corrects himself. I go into the guest room and walk over to the bed. I see my bag next to some neatly folded clothes. It's a batman shirt and some boxers. I shake my head, smiling and put them down. I search my bag for my phone. I find it and unlock it. I ring my mum. "Sweety where are you? You left like three hours ago." She says worry clear in her voice. "It's really been that long? Geez time flies." I say. "Yea. Where are you? Will you be coming home tonight?" She asks. "Uhm I'm at-a friends house. I'm gonna be staying the night. I might be home late tomorrow. I'm not sure when I'll be back. I'll ring you in the morning tomorrow." I assure her. "Yea. Like you'll be up in the morning. You can sleep all day if I wasn't there to wake you! And which friends? Laneys?" She asks. "Uh. Not exactly." I say timidly. Should I tell her or not? Ah, what the heck. "Then who?" She seems surprised. Well, who wouldn't be? I don't have any other friends. "It's actually five friends-uhm guy friends-actually I just met them. Except I met one earlier." I ramble. "Wait. Five guys? One girl? You're gonna be sore tomorrow. Don't worry I won't mention anything to Stan." She jests. "Oh my god! Mum! No!" I flush. "Oh. What's their names?" She asks curiously. "Uh. Well. Uhm. Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Lou." I mumble. "Wait. Did you just name off the boys in One Direction? I swear you just did." She says. "Uhm. Yea. See, Liam kinda saved me and he insisted for me to stay the night. So, here I am!" I interpret. "He saved you? How? Are you okay?" She frets. "Just an incident on the bridge. I'm fine now." I say like it's no big deal. "Well you have fun. Ring me when you wake up." She says. "Okay. Night mum. Love you." "Night sweety. Love you too." She says and I hang up. I go back downstairs where all the boys are playing a game on the tele. "Whatcha guys doin?" I ask, sitting on the end of the couch next to Liam. "Shh. We're in the middle of a match." Lou says without taking his eyes off the tele, which has the newest Fifa game in. "I play winner." I say. "Yea. Like you can beat me. I am the master." Lou says, his voice thick with confidence. "We'll see about that." I say, smirking assertively. "Aw come on Lou! One game! I just wanna win one game!" Liam cries. I pat him on the back and grab the controller. "Scoot. Don't worry Liam. I will avenge your death!" I say, hoisting the controller into the air. "But I'm still alive." He says, killing my vibe. "Work with me here." I say. "Ready to lose Meg?" Lou says, smirking evily. "If only one person could do that... Now that would impress me." I say, firmly. I pick my team and players. I do a couple practice kicks, which were amazing by the way, and I'm ready. "Lets do this." I say boldly. "Don't worry. I'll go easy on you." I say smirking. A few minutes later everyone is in shock. "What." Lou says, staring at the tele. "Dude. Lou. You just got beat by a girl." Zayn says. "What." He repeats, his voice cracking. "I told you. Nobody can beat me." I shrug. "I thought you said you'd go easy on me." He says. "I did." I say, smirking. "I'm going to bed. Night guys, and cheater." Lou says, getting up. "I am not a cheater! You're just a bad player." I state. He walks up the stairs and into his room. "Yea I'm gonna hit the hay too." Harry says. Niall and Zayn follow shortly after, leaving Liam and I. "I still don't understand how you beat Lou." He says. "I have skills." I say, shrugging. "I still don't know a lot about you. Let's play twenty questions." He suggests. "Alright. Shoot." I say, turning to face him. "Okay. What's your favourite colour?" He asks. "Blue yours?" I ask even though I already know. "Purple. Favourite animal?" "Hm-panda. What's your biggest fear?" I know, I know. Stupidest question ever... "Spoons. How did you not know that?" He asks. "Hey that counts as a question." I say. "No it doesn't!" He protests. "Yes it does. It had the tone of a question and if written, would require a question mark." I say, sounding a lot smarter than I really am. "Anyway. What's your fear?" He asks. "Ehm. Hm-I don't know." I say in thought. "You have to know your fear." He says. "Maybe I don't have one." I shrug. "Yea, okay. Everyone has a fear." He says. "Maybe I'm just weird. Anyway next question! Hmm. What's your favourite animal?" "Turtles. What's your full name?" He asks. "Megan Chloe Nicole." I say. "Wow what a beautiful name." He says and I feel a blush creep to my cheeks. Thank goodness it's pretty dark in here. "What's your favourite food?" I ask, shifting in my seat. "Ehm. Chocolate!" He says happily. "What's yours?" He asks. I just stay silent. "Uhm. All of it?" I say. "What's your favourite drink?" I ask. "Coke." He says. "So you do drugs now eh? Hm. Liam Payne admits he does 'coke'. That'd be a good headline." I joke. He just shakes his head. "What's your favourite thing to do?" He asks, a smile plastered to his face. "Now that's asking a lot there-I don't really know. I like to draw, travel, go to theme parks, stuff like that." I name things off. "Okay, what do you do in your free time?" He asks. "I draw, I go to theme parks, I play piano, I uhm. Read? I don't know. I'm lame." I state in the same tone and laugh. "Interesting. What time is it?" He asks. "That counts as a question too." I say, checking the time. "It's 12:30." I state. "Geez. We should probably get to bed." He say, getting up. "Yea. I'm tired. Oh and get me up by 9:30 tomorrow. It's not good for me to sleep in." I say. "And yes, I'm allowing you to take drastic measures if you have to." I permit. "Okay then." He says walking up the stairs. I follow him up and he stops at his room. "Night Megan. Remember, if you need anything, just come in." He says. "Goodnight Liam. And thanks." I say. We both know there's more behind that thanks than is said. "Your welcome." He says sweetly. I go to the room and get changed. The clothes are pretty big but it's fine. I climb into bed and close my eyes. The fresh scent from his shirt fills my senses and quickly puts me to sleep.

Notes

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