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Small note: Throughout this fanfiction I will be posting links to outfits just for a general idea of what she is wearing.
Thursday, January 26, 7:45 AM.
Outfit: cgi/set?id=52396920
Abnormally, this morning I do not wake to the sound of my usual obnoxious alarm. Slowly rolling over and letting a small 'oof' escape my naturally closed lips I practically jump out of the queen sized bed. 7:46 AM. Shit. 8:15 had been the time Liam and I had settled for a departing time and I would only have half an hour to get ready as opposed to my normal healthy hour. Considering I hadn't fell asleep until 3:30 AM, but it hadn't been just that. It was what Karen had so bluntly stated to me that really nerved me. Not that I really had any hopes of anything happening between Liam and I; I didn't really seem to be his type. It was the fact she had said it so… confidently. I know she had only meant well but what could the harm possibly have done?
I grab a pair of newly cleaned ripped jeans and a gray crop top and slip into the vacant washroom. I turn on the shower, planning for a short and brief shower- considering on the norm my showers exceed 25 minutes. Today, I would be lucky to get away with a ten-minute shower.
To my surprise, I've made it a ten-minute shower. I've brushed the comb through my slightly wavy auburn hair and planned to just go with a natural look today.
After my make-up, I depart down the winding stairs and step into the kitchen. I notice Liam sitting at the island in the open planned kitchen, plaid PJ's; a dark gray top. It seems to be that he has just woken up- though he flashes a smile, and points to a jug of orange juice and several boxes of cereal.
"Please, help yourself." Liam says with a mouthful of cheerios; he's slightly covering his mouth with the back of his hand incase any flyways.
"Alright," I say with a small nod, taking a box of rice crispy's and pouring a fair amount into a bowl. Taking a spoon, I also pour myself a glass of the orange juice. I sit across from him, as opposed to the open seat next to him.
Liam shovels more food into his mouth, looking up after he has swallowed. "Did you just wake up?" He says, checking the clock on the oven that glares " 8:03".
"Kind of, I woke at 7:45… A little late," I take a bite of my cereal.
"Jetlag?" He questions empathetically.
I nod again; is that the only thing I can do lately? "Never experienced jetlag before, but it's a pain in the ass- I mean butt." I silently scold myself. I don't know if this house is open to profanity. Though, to my surprise Liam simply chuckles.
"Don't worry about it. I swear a bit too, just don't let the Mother hear ya,"
I mentally think; and don't let her see you guys socializing either.
Finishing up my breakfast, I push away from the table. "Good to know, It's a habit… that's in the process of being broken," pursing my lips I rinse the dishes and set them into the washer. "I should finish getting ready."
Liam looks up, and follows me to the sink. "I should too," he stops, "well, start, really. We still up for 8:15?" He asks setting his dishes into the washer. I don't look up at him.
"Yup, but will you be ready by then?" I question him with a small smile. He returns the favor.
"Guys always can get ready fast, just watch I'll be ready before you!"
I huff, and nod. "Okay, we'll see about that."
In the bathroom I brush my teeth, making sure I do have everything ready. Being in a different house getting ready for school was not just odd, but bizarre. I slip back into my neatly done room- that I know will be destroyed by the time I spend at least 30 minutes in it. I'm not the most organized person, so I can only hope Karen doesn't mind a little clutter in my room once in a while. Gathering my small leather bag I descend down the stairs only to see Liam waiting at the door.
Liam's smile is small, but friendly. I watch him check his mobile for the time as I step from the last step. "8:16, Addy. You're incredibly late."
About to reply to his snarky comment, Karen's soft voice intercepts. "Oh, are you giving Adeline a ride?"
Liam nods.
"Okay, great," She nods softly, glancing between the two teenagers before her. "For future references, I bought you a city bus pass for this semester."
I smile. Karen hands me the card with a large smile. "Wow-er, thanks Karen! This will be really useful. Do you want me to pay you back?"
She shakes her head vigorously. "Don't be silly, of course not! Now have a good day at school-" The Mother looks to her son. "have a good time with the boys, make sure Louis doesn't follow through with that plan he had against Paul okay?" Immediately I am curious as to what she meant by 'boys'. My first guess it had been his job, and Louis might be a friend, and Paul the boss. She shuffles us out the door after we have said our good-byes. I follow Liam out to his car. It's a silver 2012 Volkswagen Passat, nothing extremely flashy. The doors unlock, and he motions to the passenger seat. We both hop in; I can only notice the sweet smell the car's air freshener must have.
"This is going to sound incredibly weird, but your car smells really good."
Liam laughs as he starts the engine. "I get that a lot." He announces, pulling smoothly out of the driveway. I couldn't help but notice the green "N" on the back of the car, but don't bother to mention it. He must have gotten his license late. Heck, I don't even have my own license. The ride to the school was brief, and was only really a 5 or 6-minute drive. The conversation was brief and merely involved just things about England, things to see or do. When he stops at the school, I crane my head to look at him.
"Thanks for the drive, Liam. Maybe you'll have to teach me how to use the British city bus system." I lightly joke, not really being serious at all. Could it be that hard?
He leans softly back into the leather chair. "No problem,"
I'm about to close the door, but his voice interrupts. "oh-and hey, why don't you come with me after you're done school and you can meet some of my friends? I know it's hard being in a foreign place without knowing anyone."
My tongue is tied, and Karen is the furthest from my mind."Uhh… yeah, that would be great actually!" I smile, maybe to big.
"Brilliant! I'll get you from school, and you can meet them!"
Suddenly, my gut is flipping; the butterflies have suddenly taken steroids. "Great, well thanks for the ride."
We both say good-bye. I turn around and notice a few girls that had been watching us, and they watch the car drive away almost lustfully. They then glance at me when the silver Volkswagen was out of sight. As I'm walking towards the school they approach me.
"You know Liam Payne?" She says, almost rudely, as if he was her property. But, as if it was a big deal that I did know him. Her English accent is prominent; her blonde hair is extremely dyed.
"Sort of, I guess… why?" I say slowly, obviously confused.
"Do you even know who he is, like what he does?" The brunette says next to the blonde, her expression is judging, they both wear disgusted looks.
"I just met him yesterday, I mean not exactly." I'm starting to get defensive, or at least feel defensive.
The blonde puts a hand on her hip; I can't help but observe how superficial the two were. "You're American aren't you?"
"Canadian, thanks." I throw back smugly, beginning to grow annoyed. The two of them laugh softly and exchange glances.
The blonde switches weight from left to right, "Have you not heard of the band 'One Direction'"?
I shake my head slowly.
The brunette rolls her eyes, "Such an American." with that, I raise an eyebrow, a clear uncaring response.
"They're one of the most famous bands in Europe, and soon to be in North America... You honestly have no idea."
I don't know if I really should take their word for it, or move past her curious fact. It would be a good explanation for the amount of money they seemed to posses- but Liam didn't act like he was famous...which was a good thing if true. My sentence I'm about to reply with has been intercepted by another unfamiliar yet musical voice.
"Bog off you two, why don't 'cha?" She's a dark haired girl, fairly average sized with a pretty face. I notice her pulsing blue eyes dart between the two with an unforgiving glare. Her face seems to appear soft, but by the tone of her fiery voice she seems quite the opposite.
"Just like you should have bogged off before you got to your ex boyfriends lap." The blonde says, mischief tainting her eye.
For a mere moment her face turns scarlet, but drains after a second. She looks to me and takes my hand firmly then drags me away. We stop outside the doors of the high school when she lets go. "Really sorry about that," She holds out a small hand. "my name's Reese, your's?"
Taking her hand in mine, I notice her firm grip. "I'm Adeline, and thanks for saving me there."
"Oh, no problem, the witches always enjoy having new people to prod with their wands. But, just ignore them. But welcome to St. Peters!" At the end she flashes a toothy smile, throwing in enthusiasm. Already, I liked her- not just because she had saved me from the 'witches'.
I laugh, "Well, thanks. Not the greatest start to the school semester but I'm sure I'll be okay." I smile, and we make our way into the school. It's a fairly large school, and luckily the office is close by. Reese takes me in and we both walk to the front desk.
"Hi, I'm Adeline Summerfield-"
"Oh, right! I was told you would be coming, fantastic! You're the Canadian exchange student right?" suddenly I am interrupted by the lady behind the desk is young, blonde and sweet faced. She was slightly homely looking but youthful.
"I am," I respond with another smile. "was this the place to find out my schedule?"
She immediately begins to sift through the mass amount of loose papers on her cluttered desk. Successfully pulling a sheet out, she hands it gracefully to me. I quickly scan the paper to make sure I have all the classes mandatory for University.
SECOND SEMESTER:
Block A: Psychology 12
Block B: Biology 12
Block C: English 12
Block D: Drama 12
Relieved, I can finally take the large load off my back. This semester would hopefully be a breeze, considering last semester I had Chemistry, Math, Spanish and Physics all in one semester. Luckily I had passed by with all A's and B's which led me to my parents allowing me to come to England.
"Thank you very much." I say before exiting the office. My locker number is pasted to the top of the paper, and it turns out Reese's locker is on the other side of the hall from mine; which I'm glad for, having been to school and in the first 10 minutes I've already made a friend who seems genuine. Reese shows me to my first class, Psychology which is in the humanities room.
11:56 Computer Lab
What those two witches said to me at the beginning of the day caught me off guard, curious even. I log into the computer with my new user and password without a problem. the first thing i do is pull up an internet browser and type 'Google' into the address bar. I search under the name "Liam Payne" and am incredibly dumbfounded by what I find. There is almost 3 million results. I press the image button just to make sure it is him- and sure enough it is. His beautiful face is plastered onto several images. Checking behind me to see if anyone is in the lab, I find no one. I click back onto web searches and start to skim through the many articles. Apparently he is part of a newly rising yet wickedly popular boy band 'One Direction' or '1D'. Their fame is spread over worldwide, and yet I'm flabbergasted as to why I haven't heard of them; or why no one told me the family I was residing with, famous. Then it clicked, those friends I must be meeting must be the rest of One Direction- I smile. I don't look for to much longer, wanting to keep some things for me to find out myself. In fact, I found it incredibly creepy seeing as though I actually know Liam.
2:57 Parking lot
By the end of the school day my anticipation and nerves for this upcoming moment was unsettling. I'm already loaded with an hour's worth of homework I could care less considering I was about to see Liam again. Now that I knew about his fame, I try not to have a new outlook on him- which is hard, but possible considering I don't know him that well. I see the same Volkswagen pull into the school parking lot, with Liam behind the wheel with a soft smile. I pop into the passenger seat.
"Thanks for picking me up, Liam." I thank him with a small smile, glancing up into his noticeably brown eyes and he returns the favor.
"It's no problem, the boys are excited to meet you."
When he mentions the boys, I know exactly his meaning.
"Hey, some girls approached me after you dropped me off and were questioning to whether I knew who you were or not... They er- seemed possessive almost." I try to sound as sweet, and light as possible. But my curiosity took the best of me. Liam's facial expression morphs from something to laid back, to curious, yet concerned. "they seemed surprised I didn't know what they were talking about."
He draws in a soft sigh as he pulls from St. Peters. "I was waiting for this moment," Liam says softly, glancing from the road to me. Finally, for a lingering gaze he looks towards me. "Have you ever heard of the band One Direction?"
I know that I've googled it, snooped through articles and the like. Although, even before England the name did sound familiar, however. "Rings a bell." I state simply.
Nodding, he looks back towards the road. "Well, I'm apart of that band with 4 other guys," It brings a smile to his face as he explains this to me. "they're more like brothers, really. But, anyways we just got back from our world tour."
This, I did not know. "Wow, you guys are that big?"
He nods.
"How did I not know more about you guys before?" We both are smiling, and he chuckles. He's nearing into a parking lot beside a large, and very tall building.
"This is the studio," He tells me. "We're in the middle of recording our new album."
"How many have you released so far?" I ask as he pulls into a spot and we both undo our belts.
"One, It's called 'Up All Night' "
He steps from the car, waiting for me to follow. I do so, and follow beside him to the building. "We're In my hometown right now to record, the studio here-" He points to the building we are approaching, "Is an excellent one, so for the next month we're here until we head off to London for a few weeks, then we have a break for a few months, then until the summer we will be promoting the new album."
It all seems like so much for someone so young, yet he had it all memorized. "That seems like a lot for five young guys."
"It is at times, but we all have each other going through the same things," Liam looks to me with a brilliantly luminous smile as he holds the door open for me. "we can tell each other everything which makes it easier."
We take an elevator up to the studio room, as he had recently described to me. First a spot a studio room, but Liam leads me to a seated area which contains the four other boys and a girl whose names I forget. The blonde one strums softly on a guitar, his voice rings out and blends perfectly with the rest of the boys.
But our house gets cold when you cut the heating
Without you to hold I'll be freezing
Can't rely on my heart to beat in
'Cause you take parts of it every evening
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing
Replace with phrases like when you're leaving me.
The beautiful playing stops when we are noticed in the room.
"Hey guys," Liam closes the door behind him and takes a seat beside a dark curly haired boy on a dark leather love seat. "This is Adeline, she's from Canada and staying with my Family and I for the last semester of school."
"Hi Adeline, or do you mind Addy? You seem more like an Addy, honestly." The boy who Liam is sharing the seat with says, his deep voice flooding the room. The blonde wavers a hand, connecting eyes with me, ushering me to sit. I silently take a seat beside him, speaking as I do.
"I don't mind, only If I can call you curly." I say with a laugh, and the rest of the boys chuckle as well.
"Wow, how rude of us," Liam breathes, sitting up. He points to the only blonde in the room. "Thats Niall Horan, the Irish and lonely."
Niall looks up from tuning his guitar and flashes Liam a cocky look then averts his icy blue gaze to me with a softer, yet still cocky smile. "Nice to meet you, Addy."
I flash a smile towards him; It had been a while since anyone had called me Addy, It was more a childhood name that had worn off as I had matured. Liam then points to another boy dressed in striped and bright red pants, completed with a pair of grey toms. "That's Louis Tomlinson, and If you can't remember anyone's name but one, I'm sure it will be his..."
Louis flashes the same smile as Nialls, but more dangerous and mischievous. He opens his mouth to speak, but Liam immediately -and most likely purposely- cuts him off. "Thats Zayn Malik and his Girlfriend Angelique." He points to the couple, the dark haired boy smiles back, and the brown haired Angelique who is straddled on his lap while cuddling him looks up and waves.
"It's a pleasure, Addy."
"-and this," Liam says as he knocks the boy beside him in the head, causing his rainbow colored beanie to fall off his head. "Is Harry Styles."
Harry, who's face has morphed into a scarlet color throws his hands across the couch, lunging after Liam. "You arse." He growls under his breath as Liam dodges his blow. Harry tries again, and successfully piles on top of Liam. Louis, who must have felt left out of the situation get's out of his chair to jump on top of the two. Liam, who is the one under all this grunt's under all the wait, and the rest of the room cracks up into laughter as the three boys begin to wrestle in the middle of the room.
Niall sets his guitar against the wall, and looks at the people who were not engaged in the ruckus. "I'm hungry, do you guys want something from the vending machine outside?"
Zayn looks to his girlfriend, who simply shakes her head, "I'll have a mars bar, Ange Is good for now." The couple exchange cute smiles, then she nuzzles closer into his grasp.
"Why don't you come help me Addy?" Niall asks sweetly.
Nodding, I get up from my chair and give a last look to the wrestling trio upon the ground. Louis manages to poke his head out from the pretzel. "HEY! Get me a snickers why don'cha?"
Niall looks at him and shrugs. "You're too busy to eat, Boo." He then disappears out the door, leaving me to follow. The vending machine isn't too far down the hall, and we spend only a few seconds to find it.
Niall turns to me, "What do you want?" He asks, "You choose first."
I study the machine, and then take out a toonie from my pocket.
"Oh, It's okay, I'll-" He then stops and examines the coin in my hand. "What the craic is that?"
I had entirely forgotten that England didn't use the same currency as Canada. I slip the coin into his hand. "I er, forgot to grab my bag that had my money in it that will work for here."
"Hmm," He observes the coin then looks up to me, icy blue eyes piercing through my amber ones. "I was going to pay for you anyways, but do you mind if I keep this? You won't see any use for it here. I just love Canadian money."
I chuckle, "If it floats your boat." I say with a wink.
He laughs, and then points to the machine. "What do you want?"
"A crunchie bar, please."
Niall presses the buttons and slips in the appropriate amount of money. After purchasing the rest of the orders, or so I thought; Niall punches in a few more numbers and ends up with two bags of chips and a crunchie bar. I send him a surprised glance.
"What? A guy can't eat?" His eyes form into something that resembles a puppy's eyes, I laugh.
Pointing to the bag of chips, I can't believe he'll be able to down all of it. "Two bags of chips and a candy bar?"
Niall shrugs and we make our way back to the studio room to find the wrestling match has come to an end. Instead, they sit around sharing laughs; while Harry and Louis share the love couch tearing each other's beanies off, and fondling with each other's phones. For the next hour we talk about their lives, how they came famous and I am immediately impressed at their success and how far they've came. They all auditioned for X Factor separately then formed into groups just when they thought they had had their last chance. One Direction ended up coming in third; but it was just what they needed. With their world tour just coming to an end and second album in the making they seemed to be increasingly successful. We all head back to the hotel everyone except Liam was staying at to hang out until Liam and I would leave for dinner back home.
One Direction hotel room, 5:00 PMIn the hotel room, Angelique, Zayn's dark haired girlfriend sits next to me on the dark leather couch inside their suite. "So how long have you been here for?" she asks me sweetly, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Two days, jetlag is a pain!" I turn to face her, crossing my legs before me.
"Move it ladies! Sass Master coming through!" Louis voice booms through the hotel room as he slithers in between Ange and me. Subtly he puts his arms around us, looking back and forth between the two of us who have been giving him strange expressions. "Oh, don't mind Lou. He just likes to be included once in a while." He winks.
Ange and my laugh sing in a chorus. "Yes, okay Boo. I'm sorry." She sets a palm on Louis' face and makes sarcastic cooing noises.
Liam, clapping his hands together enters the living area. "Alright, who's up for swimming before Addy and I leave?"
My stomach flips.
Sorry for such a long chapter, I just felt like I needed the introductions between Addy and the rest of 1D to be in the same chapter. Can you already see relationships in the making?
I have so many plans… -mischievous look-