#1doneshots

You can find all my one shots on my page under one shots on the side - if you’re on the actual site. 

Here’s the link: Masterlist

Mine – Liam Payne

Beth’s POV:

I felt Liam’s body become still, his breathing getting heavy, and I knew he was asleep. I looked up; his innocent face melting my heart for what must’ve been the millionth time. I was so lucky to have him. He’s the best thing that has ever been mine.

It’s hard to believe that at one point I was just another fan to him. I had spent months saving up for meet and greet tickets, and I finally got to meet my four idols. Yes, I do mean four. Because Liam wasn’t my idol, he was the love of my life, even though I didn’t even know him at that point.

I remember the thrill of waiting in line to meet them, and all the other amazing directioners I met that day. As I moved further up in line, I almost became sick as I was so excited, but somehow (I honestly will never know how) I managed to completely calm down as I was ushered into the room where I would meet the boys.

~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~

As the door opened, I came face to face with the boys, and I tried my hardest not to just run to Liam and tackle him in a bear hug. Instead, I calmly introduced myself to each boy, giving them each a hug, but I did notice my hug with Liam lasted a tiny big longer than my hugs with the other boys.

After taking my pictures with the boys, I was taken out of the room, all too soon. I waved bye to the boys, filling with disappointment that I couldn’t stay with them longer, but still excessively happy that I had finally met the five boys that saved my life.

My mom, who came to the meet and greet with me, exited the building where the meet and greet was being held, and decided to walk around downtown. We went in tons of stores, and the next thing we knew, three hours had passed. We decided to find a place for dinner, and we settled on some random BBQ place.

We walked in, and the restaurant was completely packed, and the only table left was a large booth, but we took it, not caring about the large table, but only wanting food as we were starving.

Soon, hundreds of girls gathered outside of the restraunt, and of course, being a directioner, the very first thought that entered my mind was that One Direction was here. Don’t judge me  I tapped my mom on the shoulder, telling her of my prediction, and I fangirled for a few moments before taking in five deep breaths and calming down.

Our food arrived moments later. We had only been eating for a few seconds before I heard someone clear their throats above me. I looked up to see the one and only Liam Payne of One Direction. On the outside I looked calm and collected, but on the inside I was freaking out, fangirling, and having a mini dance party.

“Um do you mind if me and my mates sit with you? There aren’t any tables left.” He asked sweetly.

I kind of just stared at him, not replying because I was so shocked, so my mom stepped in.

“Of course!” She said smiling, then winking at me, and I turned red as a tomato.

Liam looked over his shoulder, and waved his hand, and I realized he was beckoning the rest of the boys over. “Be cool, be cool. “ I told myself. I didn’t want to make a bad impression on the boys that I loved so much.

Seconds later, I saw the rest of One Direction coming to our table, and I scooted to the middle of the booth so they could sit down. I mentally freaked when Liam sat next to me.

“Hello love” He smiled. “Weren’t you at the meet and greet earlier?” Ok, not only am I talking to Liam Payne, but HE REMEMBERED ME OMG. Ok Beth, chillax. He’s only human. A very hot human.

~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK OVER~~~~~~~~~~~

I remember that I had finally gotten the courage to speak to him, and we actually had a very long conversation. We talked about everything from his tour to puppies. Literally.  After we all had finished our food, everyone exchanged numbers, and Liam and I would text 24/7.

After a month, Liam asked me out on our first date. He picked me up and we went to the beach. I remember we sat on the beach, the ocean water licking our feet as it rushed up to shore. We stared into the distance at the setting sun, and I vividly remember how I felt a weight on my shoulder as Liam put his arm around me. That day might just have been better than the day we met.

Flash forward to three years later, Liam and I had been married for three months, the stress of bills, and work had gotten to the both of us, and everything was slipping right out of our hands.

~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~

It was 2:30am, I was sitting in the living room, still waiting for Liam to come home from the recording studio. He had been working late every night for the past month, and he had hardly been home. I had so much stress on my shoulders with all the bills that still had to be paid and work and I just needed Liam home. He walked in, and just looked at me.

“Is everything ok?” He asked, confused.

“What do you think?” I snapped back. He looked taken aback, as I was always so sweet and innocent, I never raised my voice, and I hardly ever got mad.

“I’m sorry, we had to work late, the albums coming out next month and it’s still not finished.” He said, and he began walking up the stairs. I got so angry with him, and we both just started yelling at each other. I told him that I needed him at home, and he claimed I was being too clingy. It was the worst fight we ever had. We were screaming in each others faces, and he was throwing insults at me left and right. I don’t know what happened to us. We had never fought this badly. Soon, I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I flung the door open, not even bothering to grab my coat or shoes, and ran into the street, my feet pounding against the freezing cold pavement. I heard Liam running behind me. I braced myself for the goodbye. I mean it’s all I’ve ever known. Everyone in my life has left me. I felt his arms grab me, but to my surprise, he enveloped me into a hug. I cried into his shoulder, and I felt his tears hit my back. I looked up to see him already looking at me.

“I’ll never leave you alone.” He whispered, his voice shaking with tears. “I remember how we felt sitting by the water,” I pictured our first date on the beach. “And every time I look at you, it’s like the first time.” I felt the same rush that I felt while I was in the meet and greet line, about to meet him for the first time. “I fell in love with a carless man’s careful daughter,” I remember how my father was so careless with my mother, and how they ended up divorcing, and how much I told Liam that I never wanted to make my parents mistakes.

Liam held me at arms-length, and he looked me straight in the eye, his cheeks still stained with tears. “Beth, you are the best thing that’s ever been mine. “ He said, connecting his lips with mine, and we both cried into each other’s arms once again, but this time, it was happy tears.

~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~

I felt Liam stir, his soft grip tightening ever so slightly, holding me closer to him. Sinking further into the couch, I nestled into his shirt, breathing in his cologne, and whispered; “You are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”

Written by: lovelyxniall

(id suggest listening to [one of my favorite songs] Check Yes Juliet.  (BUT DONT START IT UNTIL I SAY) It gives this imagine so much more meaning lol)

Imagine you were getting dressed to go see Louis because you had both had been planning to spend a night or two with each other lately. But your parents didnt know. They didnt really particularly like Louis. He never really did what he was told he had a sassy attitude. He goofed around too much and had tattoos! but all of that just makes you like him more. You got dressed in the t-shirt he bought for you and some skinny jeans with toms and then you put your hair up.

You trotted down the stairs in excitement and your mom looked at you. "Where are you going?"  "Louis's" your mom smiled. "No your not. your staying right here." you looked at her. "mom im 19 i can go wherever i want." Your mother put a hand on her hip. "Umm not while your living under my roof you are not." you began getting frustrated. Your father began to join in with your mother. "Hannah your not going anywhere."  you thought. "fine.."  

[You can start playing the song now] 

you walked upstairs and smiled dialing louis's number. Your grabbed your suitcase and your backpack and started putting your folded clothes inside them. "Hello?" louis answered the phone. "Hey Lou, um would you mind if i moved in for a while? im trying to find an apartment and apparently my parents think i cant hangout with you unless i dont live here so.." He laughed a little. "Yeah sure thing babe. You can stay as long as you want." you smiled. "Okay. Well would you mind picking me up from here?" "Sure! and areyou going to be exiting through the door? or the window?" you laughed a bit. "The window of course." "Alright be there in a few babe." "Kay bye lou." you got finished packing all your clothes and then got all your hair and make up stuff together. basically everything you needed before leaving. You suddenly heard a tick! on your window. you opened it up to see Louis standing in the driveway. The second level want far up from the ground so louis didnt mind catching the luggage from the window. You climbed halfway out your window and looked in your bedroom again. "Bye old friend." you took a glance at louis and smiled remembering why your doing this. You climbed of the roof and pretty much fell into louis's arms. He smiled at you. "Hello love!" you giggled. "hey babe." You walked over to the front door and posted the note you had written on the front door. You got in the front seat of Louis car and you both rode off to his apartment. 

After unpacking everything in your little room which was originally the guest room, you got dressed in some sweatpants and one of his t-shirts. You walked out into the kitchen where Louis stood and wrapped your arms around him. He kissed your head. "Comfy?" you laughed and nodded. "Sure am!" "So what do you wanna do babe?" he asked walking over to the counter. "Umm i dont know. we could make some brownies or something and then watch some movies." He smiled. "Okay." He got some brownie mix out, put in one of his favorite movies and you both mixed all the ingredients together. Thats when you dabbed his nose with chocolate and laughed at the sight. But as we all know Louis is not one to take something and not do something in return. Louis placed his hand on the side of your face leaving a chocolaty hand print. Your jaw dropped a little and you tossed some mix at him. Before you knew it, you were both having a food fight. Brownie mix EVERYWHERE. After a while you both stopped throwing chocolate and you were both laughing hysterically. After the laughter calmed down a bit. Louis said "Truce!!" almost still in a laugh. "yeah" you replied. He looked at the tv. "Oh this is one of my favorite songs" he started singing and dancing along to the movie and he grabbed your hand and you both started playfully dancing to a song on Footloose. He spun you and you almost fell but he caught you turning into a dip. Everything Louis did made you laugh. Tonight is amazing so far. "Alright babe. go get a shower, ill cook whats left of these brownies." He said smiling. You went and got into the shower. He had you another change of his clothes. How sweet. You walked out and into the kitchen to a clean louis, clean kitchen, and warm brownies. You smiled. "How?-" "i have to restrooms babe." "oh" you said laughing. After eating brownies you both watched your favorite movies. Every now and again you and louis would toss some popcorn at each other. At one point you and lou had an intimate kiss moment. He had put his arm around you and turned you chin so you were looking at him. He smiled. "Hannah, you know you are so beautiful?" you blushed. "Really?" he nodded and leaned in to kiss you. as your lips touched you felt the spark and smiled into the kiss. After a while of watching movies Louis looked at you. "Do you wanna go for a drive?" you laughed. "A drive?" he nodded. "Sure" you said laughing a little. You were confused as to why he wanted to take a drive in the middle of the night but hey, its Louis. You both got into his small convertible and drove down the roads. the summer air was warm and the street lights were bright. The music was loud and to be honest it felt kind of amazing. You lifted your hands letting the air rush against them. Louis smiled at you and put his arm around you. You both sang out loud to the music. The roads were almost empty. It was like a dream almost. Or like in one of those movies where you just feel free. thats basically how you felt now.  You felt free. Like in the perks of being a wall flower, Or free like in fiework the music video by katy perry. It just felt amazing to be able to do whatever you want without anyone telling you that you can or cant. You loved this feeling and the only thing to make it better is Louis sitting right next to you. You put your arms down after a few minutes and cuddled up to him. After returning from your  drive, you walked in the driveway of the apartment complex and stopped him. "Let me take a picture of you! Your perfect!" he laughed and smiled. You giggled. "Perfect." After getting inside his apartment, you stretched a bit. "Tired babe?" you nodded. It was 1:30. Louis giggled a bit at your sleepy little smile. "Come on." He picked you up and placed you in the bed and got in on the other side. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed your head. "I Love You Hannah. Goodnight Baby." you smiled and enlaced your fingers with louis's.  "I Love You Too Louis. Goodnight." You layed your head on the pillow and fell asleep.

This night was the best night ever Thanks to the love of your life. 

(the photo you took of him ^^^)

The whistle sounded harsh and loud in his ears, spurring him into action. His feet pushed off the ground and he ran, arms pumping like pistols. Harry flew past the other players with ease, a smile tugging at his face. It was his, the win, the gold. It was his. The ground was at his mercy, his feet barely touched it. His green eyes sparkled with glee and determination as the finish line came closer and closer, even god couldn’t take it from him, he squeezed his eyes shut.

A searing pain shot up his knee and he cried out in agony and surprise, eyes widening in horror. He was slowing down. The end was getting further. The pain was exploding in the back of his knee as the thought no no no no no no.

His vision was turning black as his knee throbbed and screamed, people were getting ahead and Harry collapsed, finally at the mercy of the ground.

In the stands a blue eyed boy was the first to notice standing up in horror and screaming Harry’s name.

-

“Wake up Harry please wake up.” Louis said desperately grabbing Harry’s hand. The medics picked him up and put him on a stretcher. “Harry wake up.”

“He won’t wake” said a cold voice, checking his pulse. “He’s unconscious. Out cold.”

“But –“

“He’ll wake up soon. He’s alive.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Louis said finally, calming down enough to ask a valid question.

“We don’t know yet. We hope it’s not permanent.” The doctor said gravely.

Louis gulped and bit his lip, turning away from Harry, the gears shifting in his head. Hope.

-

When Harry’s eyes flickered open the first thing he saw was Louis. Head propped up on the wall as he dozed. His body was curled up in the single armchair as he snored softly. Harry smiled and looked out the window. The memories of the previous day came crashing down on him then, and he felt his chest constrict in horror.

He looked back to Louis and croaked out his name, voice cracking from lack of use. Louis eyes widened instantly. “Harry! You’re awake.”

“Yeah.” Harry sighed tiredly. “I’d rather sleep forever.”

Louis hissed. “That’s not funny.”

“Wasn’t supposed to be.”

“You didn’t tell me Harry! You didn’t tell me it was back.”

“I didn’t want to ruin my race.”

“Really?” Louis said angrily. “Well now you’ve ruined your life so I hope you’re happy.”

Harry groaned and pushed himself up on the bed, ignoring the throb of his knee. “What’s the verdict coach?”

“Six months.” Louis said, disgruntled. “No races and no strenuous training until then.”

Harry looked at Louis emotionlessly. “Six months huh. You know what that means.”

“No Olympics, that’s what it fucking means.” Louis shouted. “I hope you’re happy.” He slumped into the chair.

Harry winced at the harsh tones and curled in on himself. His emerald eyes looked upwards, hoping for a miracle as he turned away from Louis. “S’ironic isn’t it. I can’t run away from what I want to run away from the most.”

“You can’t outrun the world Harry.” Louis replied. When he saw Harry beginning to turn in on himself he got up defiantly. “Nope, nope. Don’t do that.” He said, striding over and grabbing Harry’s chin. “We get through this. It’s not the end.”

Harry’s eyes stared into the steel blue ones that were blazing with strength and beauty.  “You need a job; you need an athlete you can train. Not a handicap.”

Noticing the fear in Harry‘s gleaming eyes, Louis loosened his grip and just gazed. There was a hint of a tear on his cheek, sparkling like a diamond on smooth fair skin. His hair curled round his ears softly and his lips were cherry red and luscious. Louis couldn’t help but lean closer. Time was slowing down round them the room was still and silent. As Louis’ lips neared Harry’s, the younger boy’s eyes fluttered shut and he made no objection. Louis pressed their lips together, it was an innocent kiss. Lips dragging across each other at a slow and steady rhythm, Harry’s palm came up to cup Louis’ cheek. Louis laughed into his mouth and Harry thought it was the best sound he had ever heard.

“It was never just about the job.” Louis’ whispered, dragging his lips down to press a kiss to Harry’s jaw. “And it still isn’t. I will stay with you.”

“Thank you.”

-

When Louis woke up, Harry’s side of the bed was empty. Reaching out to touch, it was cold and clearly hadn’t been slept in for at least an hour. Louis groaned and pulled himself out, walking barefoot and padding across the cold tiles. He passed through the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water and he stopped at the door to their gym. He heard the treadmill sounding through the silence, and Harry’s tired and pained pants stabbed directly at Louis’ heart.

He walked in to see Harry running, not in the good way. Sweat was shining on his limbs and his forehead, hair dripping and shirt sticking to his hunched back. His breath was wheezy and his chest rumbled with hacking coughs. Louis strode over and slammed the red button that stopped the machine immediately. The sudden pause of momentum caused the younger boy to stumble and almost fall backwards but Louis reached out to clutch at him. Harry slumped in his arms and they both sunk to the floor, Louis stroked at his hair whispering sweet nothings into the drenched locks.

“What’s wrong Haz?” He muttered. “Why are you doing this to yourself?”

“Can’t find –“, Harry panted. “Can’t find a pulse, can’t find –“, he sobbed tiredly. “Not good enough-“

Louis shushed, and put two fingers and pressed them just below Harry’s jaw. He hummed appreciatively at the steady thump of the blood running through his veins. “I feel you Harry. I feel your pulse. You’re fine. You’re perfect.” He whispered, lulling Harry to sleep on words.

Harry’s painful sobs turned to tired sniffles as he rested against Louis chest. And they both let the world run alongside them as they retired together in their little bubble made of steely tears and firm strokes because they were lovers of the toughest kind, wiping crystal drops from their eyelashes. Their pain was real and so were they, fighters of demons and devils alike.