(Zea's POV)

When school got out I really did not want to go to detention. I just really wanted to go hang out with Liam. All I could think about was the first time that we kissed when he found me in the bathroom. It was the best kiss of my life. Even better than Sam. I may love Sam but I had different feelings for Liam. With Sam all I wanted to be was for him to stop talking and shut the fuck up so he would kiss me. But with Liam I wanted to talk about anything and everything. I could care less about physical things when with him. I mean the physical upsides in a relationship were great. But that wasn't all that would matter if I was ever with Liam. I don't have a clue why I am talking about this I mean I was in love with Sam right. This was what it feels like to be in love right? Right? During detention today I was a good girl and didn't talk. I did my homework and thought about Liam. Mostly thought about Liam though. Sam tried to get my attention. But I really didn't want to get in trouble again. If Harry ever found out I got a detention he would be so disappointed in me. Since I have already had what is it 3 or 4 in the last week I don't think Harry would be happy with me. I know your thinking fuck Harry he can't control you. Your a free women you don't belong to him. But the thing is he is just like my dad. He raised me when my mom couldn't he was always there for me. He is probably the most protective brother ever too. Don't get me I love the kid to death but once in a while like when it comes to my relationships he needs to back down. I mean I have had a boyfriend for what like 24 hours and he had already kicked him out of the house, screamed at him, and told him that he could never see me again. Like seriously dude like cool off those pants man. Calm your faces. Harry had a impossible temper when it came to boys that had to do with me or just some ass that got up in my grill. I love that he defends me and shit like that but really he needs to take it down a notch.

Anyway after detention Liam was waiting outside the school doors for me just sitting with like a million girls surrounding him asking for a autograph. Typical. Whenever I go out with one of these boys it seems we always get attacked by fan-girls not matter how hard they try to disguise themselves. Liam was wearing a flat brim baseball cap that had a football team on it. No not American football. British football. He was also wearing the aviator sunglasses I bought him before he left on his last tour. On his feet he had a pair of Nikes that suited him well and of course he was wearing a signature Payne plaid shirts, with a pair of jeans that made his ass impossibly cute. This boy really need to learn that wearing plaid is going to get him no where when he is trying to hide himself. Girls know Liam always wears Plaid. I should tell him he should stop.

"Liam." I said taking him by the arm and grabbed him out of the crowd and dragged him to his pickup. This kid should live down south in the Americas all he needs to complete his look is a cowboy hat and boots.

"Hey." he said when he was away form all the girls.

"You should really learn that when you wear plaid and you try to hide yourself girls are going to recognize you." I told him getting into the passenger side well he hopped in the driver set. He chucked a little at my comment.

"Would you rather have me take my shirt off." He said with a cocky grim. My head and heart screamed 'yes'. But I knew that would be a big no no. Because I would never be able to keep my hand off of him. I have heard a few interviews and some of them have mentioned that Liam had a six pack so I definitely want to take my chances. We all know what a hot six pack can do to a girl.

"No I would prefer if you keep you cowboy shirt on." I retorted.

"Did you just call me a cowboy?" he laughed at my comment, I snickered with him.

"Yes yes I did. You have it all besides the accent, boots, and hat."

"Oh babe with that you are wrong."

"What are you talking about?"

"I have the boots at home." He told me I just burst out laughing.

"Are...y..you.….serious?"I said between laughs.

"Yes. Why wouldn't I be." Liam looked extremely offended.

"I was just kidding Li." I said reaching over to give him a hug. But he pulled me onto his lap.

"I know you were. So was I." He whispered to me. He let out a light laugh and so did I. I couldn't believe he played me. Well actually I could he does it all the time. I have to admit it was fucking hilarious. We would be a really hot cowboy though. He could wear really tight jeans his ass would look even than sexier than it does now. Okay I really need to stop thinking that.

"Why would you need to stop thinking my ass is sexy?" He asked me while laughing the cutest laugh ever. My cheeks started to flam a dangerous red. I can't believe I actually said that out loud.

"Did I really just say that." He just nodded his head and laughed. I gave an embarrassed laugh.

"Well anyway we have to go back to your place because you need to change into something else." Liam said starting the truck and carefully out onto the street turning onto the street that leads to my house.

"Why. Do I look like crap." I said freaking out.

"No of course no you look beautiful. But your brother you look to revealing or something like that. He said that you have to change clothes if you are going to go out with me." Liam kept looking at me and back onto the road as he talked to me in his sexy accent. I know I am British. But Liam had a different British accent he was from another part of England.

I was about to come up with an excuse. But I came up with a plan and just rolled with. I never told Liam though he would have to figure it out when I came out with new clothes on.

"Okay." I said cheerfully with a devilish smile on my innocent face.

"Wait a second. Okay. You aren't going to give up a fight." He said looking over at me for a second before turning back onto the road.

"Nope." I told him pooping the 'p'. He then dropped the subject and we just talked about new things in our lives and stuff like that until we drove up into my driveway. We both got out of the car and I ran into the house up to my room. When I got up there I listened to the boys conversation while I was changing best I could.

"Damn she has got fit since the last time we saw her." I faintly heard a voice who I presumed was Louis's. Then I heard the same voice let out a screech. I guessed that Harry had slapped him.

"Don't say that about my sister mate." Yep that was totally Harry.

"I think Louis is right she is pretty hot now." That was definitely Niall. I could hear the Irish accent.

"I think that she was hot every time we saw her. But she has definitely grown up." That was unmistakably Liam.

"I agree with Liam on this one she was hot last time we saw her she has just gotten hotter than before." I knew that was Zayn because it was a different voice and he was the only one to speak. But I always know when Zayn says something I know his voice. I have known him to long not to know.

After a few more minutes of getting changed and ready and listening to the lads talk about me I decided to head down. I had on a tight, short, black skirt. You could see easily up it to by black thong. Which of course I heard Liam, Niall, and Harry on interview that Harry told me not to look up talking about what underwear they like the most on girls. They all said black or red. Anyway I was wearing a tight white shirt on that you could see through. You could see my black bra underneath it. With that I was wearing red high heels, and tons of black eyeliner and mascara.

When I walked down the stairs all they boys looked over at me with their mouths wide open. I am pretty positive I saw Niall and Louis drooling. Harry just looked pissed off. Liam had wide eyes and Niall couldn't keep his eyes off chest. Zayn was staring at my recently shaved legs. Louis was continuously looking me up and down. I was satisfied with the reaction this is what I wanted to happen.

"Boys my eyes are up here." I said seductively. Pointing up to my eyes. I snapped them out of their daydream.

"You look like a slut. Go put some clothes on! You can't look like that. Guys are going to all over you."Harry shouted at me.

"Nope." I said popping the 'p'. "I am going out like this and you are going to have to deal with. You didn't like what I had on before so I changed."

"I thinks she looks fit." Niall had said. Liam had smacked him on the arm.

"thanks Ni. I was thinking about taking Liam to my favorite corner and was going to see if someone would pick me up. If not I was just going to take Liam home and I would have my way with him." I said licking my lips seductively.

"I would be okay with that. I will kick any guy that tries to take you home. I want you all to myself." Liam had said I just laughed and Zayn this time hit him upside the head.

"It's okay Zayn I would come to you next and the rest of the boys could join."

"I think I would rather it just be you and me." Zayn said and we both laughed. I knew they were all joking whether not anyone of them want to shag me they would never admit. So I knew we were safe. They were all joking.

"Shut the fuck up all of you. None of you are going to be shagging my sister. And You Zea are never going out like that." I just nodded my head and took Liam by the arm and dragged him out the door.

"Well see Harry. Well see." I said and left Harry wondering what I was talking about. I was definitely talking about shagging one of the boys.