Kidnapped by One Direction

The realisation shocked me, making my eyes bulge out and my mouth drop.
“Trying to catch a fly in your mouth, love?” he teases. I give him a threatening look and he bites his lip, a vain attempt to stop laughing.
“Sorry. It’s just, your mouth was open pretty wide there.” He winks, and when I realise the dirty meaning behind his worlds, I gasp.
“Liam James! That’s disgusting!” I yelp.
“How do you know my middle name, anyways?” he asks, quirking an eyebrow.
“Remember when you gave Louis a purple nurple?” I smile at the thought. “And he screamed, “Liam James Payne, I am going to get you!” and then you guys almost fell down the stairs?”
“Oh!” he says, looking as if he might burst out laughing. “Yeah. That makes sense.”
He drums his fingers on the table for a moment before brightening.
“Wanna go swimming?”
- - -
He’s so, so fit. Even more so than I remembered him. He has abs, for christ’s sake, and his skin glistens. Glistens, like he’s a goddamn fairy or something. It’s not fair. It really isn’t.
When he clears his throat, I realise that I’ve been staring and blush. Averting my eyes, I try to distract him from the fact that I had just been ogling his body.
“Let’s go then.” I suggest hastily, opening the door to the pool and walking in.
Wow.
It’s big. Huge, actually. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pool quite as big as this one. There’s a diving board, a slide, and a hot tub. Even the country club pool wasn’t as gigantic as this one!
Liam’s already halfway in when I start to slide my t shirt and jean shorts off. I’m wearing a bikini.
“Come on, slowpoke!” Liam calls. I roll my eyes and walk to the diving board, climbing up the ladder.
When I get to the top, I take a deep breath. I’ve never been very good at dives…
I jump without giving myself time to gather the correct form, and I end up bellyflopping, rather painfully, into the water.
As soon as I pop my head out of the water, I hear Liam laughing.
“Shut up!” I whine. “I haven’t been swimming since last summer!”
“Sorry…” he tries to compose himself. “It’s just…you should have seen the look on your face!”
That’s it.
I duck back under and swim over to him, jumping on his back when I get behind him.
“What are y-“
That’s all he gets to say before I dunk him, effectively shutting him up.
“Hey!” he sputters, after shaking his hair out.
I smirk smugly, challenging him without using any words.
He picks me up easily, strong arms supporting my back and the back of my knees. He raises me up, preparing to toss me into the water.
“Li!” I yell. “Don’t! My stomach hurts!”
“Say “Liam is the best” or I’ll dunk you!” he demands.
“Fine!” I huff. “Liam is the be-“
Before I can finish, his mouth is mine. They’re working together in sync, his lips perfectly matching mine in speed. They’re warm and they taste like strawberries and a hint of chlorine.
When we finally pull apart, he leans his forehead against mine.
“Hi.” He whispers.
“Hi.” I giggle.
And he pulls me in for another kiss.

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