《One Thing - A Liam Payne Fan Fiction》Chapter 1
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PS: Don't judge I wrote this a long time ago lol my grammar is way better now
''Hi Ang, wanna party tonight? Feeling the vibes.'' I read the text hastily as I boarded the train heading home from my university. It was from my best friend, Zara, and while smiling, I quickly replied.
Yeah It's been a while, let's do it xx
Seconds later she replied.
Awesome. I'll be at your place at 7. Tonight we join the big leagues! xx :)
I really didn't understand what she meant by "the big leagues" but I knew that it was something good. When I reached home I took a short nap, tired out from the exams I had been having at school. My Software Engineering degree was really something and the studying really took up alot of my time but exams were now over so I could finally have a break.
Suddenly, I woke up and glancing at the clock, it was 7.05pm ,and I remembered that Zara was coming to pick me up. Thank God she was late. I sprinted to the bathroom and took a quick shower before hearing the door bell.Zara.I opened the door,she looked stunning,but her jaw dropped looking at my state.
''Woman,aren't you ready? We have a long night of partying ahead of us you know.Hurry up Angie!'' she said in a raspy voice, gently smacking my bottom as I hurried towards my room giggling.
I dressed up quickly wearing a short black shoulder dress and red platform heels. I sprayed some perfume and combed my hair into a messy bun.I put on some mascara and lip balm,keeping the make up light; Perfect for a night out.
I came out of my room and did a turn for Zara.Her eyes lit up.Yes,it had been a while. We had ruled the London Partying Scene a couple of months before when we had just turned 18 but once we joined university the partying gradually reduced because we both majored in really tough degrees.
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''I know right, I bet tonight will be epic !'' I emphasized.
While in the cab, I put on my earphones and drowned into the music of one my favourite boy bands, One Direction. For some time, I had drifted away listening to Liam Payne's mesmerizing voice when Zara nudged me.
''Hey, guess what? We're here already!'' she exclaimed while paying the cab driver. She opened the door and and got out of the cab while I just looked around dazed, wondering where she had taken me this time around.
''Well are you coming or not? Ladies get in free before 11 you know!'' she said suggestively.
I dashed out then stood on the pavement,fixing my dress and hair before looking up and seeing a long line of people waiting to enter a certain club.
''It's called Funky Buddha,it's the new hot club thats opened here on Berklee street,just what we need,''Zara said. I was ecstatic to try out this new place,according to Zara,it was frequented by celebrities,but one glance at the number of people also waiting to enter the club made me wonder if I'd even get the chance.
After staring at the line for a while, Zara and I looked at eachother almost silmutaneously and then nodded at eachother as if it were signal code. We then strutted to the front of the line confidently, ignoring all the remarks of all the people we passed going to the front. I followed Zara straight to the bouncer who took one look at each of us before letting us pass.
''You must be models,have fun inside!'' he remarked.
Zara and I sauntered inside the colourful, contemporary and crowded club full of people dancing everywhere.
We were overwhelmed with excitement and we made our way past the people till we reached the lounge.We still couldn't believe that the bouncer had thought we were actually models.I felt a rush of confidence within me and then suddenly Zara came holding two drinks in her hand. She gave me one and I downed it immediately, ready for a night of craziness.
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''Hell yes, let's do this!'' Zara screamed as one of her favorite songs came on, a Swedish House Mafia song. She stood up and joined the dancing crowd. Seconds later, she was back pulling me to go and join her dancing.
''You're crazy Zara," I laughed ," Look at how they are staring at us now.'' A Martin Solveig song started playing and we completely went bonkers over it, jumping up and down like lunatics. I was scared that I'd break my heel, but the adrenalin of being here was just too much to control. We had attracted a lot of attention and many people wanted to dance around us or with us. It was a lot of fun but at some point I got tired and plodded away to the bar, hoping to get another drink and chill out a bit.
Suddenly,I bumped into someone's chest.Someone who smelled wonderful.
Burberry,I thought to myself. What an amazing fragrance.
''Oh my, I'm so sorry,I wasn't looking where I was going,'' the silvery voice said,I immediately noticed that It wasn't a London accent.
''Oh no, it's my fault, I've been dancing too much,'' I laughed.I was still staring at my heels which I thought were broken.
''Don't mind me,'' I continued, looking up for the first time in the whole conversation.My eyes widened as I was gobsmacked.Liam Payne of One Direction was standing within kissing distance of me, staring into my eyes with a concerned look.
OMFG LIAM FREAKING PAYNE.
I was basically fan girling in my head but I didn't want to show it even though I had literally followed his journey from his first audition at the X factor, to him being in One Direction. I suddenly went numb.
''Here you dropped this,'' he said, picking up one of my earrings that had fallen off during our little accident.
''Th..thanks,'' I stummered, staring into his eyes, his knock dead gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. It felt like I was in one of my dreams, but it was quickly interrupted when a tall blue eyed lad came by.
''Liam, let's go! V.I.P is that side, Joey must be there already!''
Then I recognized him from all of Liam's twitcams.It was Andy Samuels, Liam's best friend. He pulled Liam's arm,and he slowly walked away, his gaze still fixed on me with a sinister smile, then slowly merged into the crowd.
Liam is so perf omg
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