Melody's P.O.V:

I was finally in my pink fashion dress; it was corset like from the top (very tight…I could barely breathe!) and had diamonds all over it. From the bottom it was short (very short) and fluffy with a cool butterfly effect. It also had a cute black leather jacket to go with it and of course high heels.

When it was time to hit the stage all my nerves came back to me. I put on my best smile and worked that runway. Flashes were all beaming my direction, it was hard to see but I tried to keep my cool walking to the rhythm of the music. I really don't want to be here right now I thought to myself. I walked my way back to the stage. There it's over now I thought to myself. I had to push past the other models so I could finally take off the outfit and hang it on a racket.

"You did good," I heard behind me.

I turned around only to see the guy I had bumped into earlier.

"You're not supposed to be in here," I told him while looking for my racket.

"What are you now? My mom?" he laughed

"I don't think you've noticed, but this is a changing room for GIRLS ONLY," I said.

"You're the only one who seems to be complaining," he smiled.

I looked around and everybody didn't even seem to care that he was there. Well I mean in the type of care were they would cover themselves if a guy ever walked in. Instead these girls looked like if they were craving for his attention trying to undress all sexy while looking at him and whispering to each other.

"Liam your on stage in 5 minutes," said a woman who looked somewhat like a manager.

"Well if you'll excuse me, I have some very important business to attend to," he said playfully bumping his shoulder onto mine as he walked past me.

"I didn't know you were a model," I said to him surprised.

He chuckled at this and replied "I'm not." He was out the door.

I thought about it for a second but decided to let it go. I changed into some sweats and a baggy t-shirt I had bought from the bottom store in this building. I felt so much more comfortable now. I heard there was going to be a band called One Direction or something like that playing after the show. I heard one of their songs on the radio while I was coming here in a taxi hours ago. They sounded pretty good and I was interested to see how they played during a life show. I heard some singing so I peeked through the curtains. It was the guy who I met today; he sang really good….WAIT WHAT? IT WAS THE GUY I MET TODAY! He was singing to thousands of people out it the crowd….he was, he is famous? I had been talking to a guy in one direction who is famous, and I didn't even know that?

I had to sit down and think through this all, I sat for some seconds but I guess those seconds turned to into hours because when I looked around again no one was there.

"Hey, you're still here? What did you think about the show?" he asked me as he came in through the door.

I sat there silent not knowing what to say. He pulled in a chair and sat next to me. I guess that meant he wouldn't leave till I said something.

"You..umm..you..I have to go," I said standing up.

He reached for my arm "Wait aren't you going to the after party? Me and the boys are hosting it?"

I looked at him for some seconds. I just found out he was famous and instead of bringing out that subject he comes up with an after party? I mean I'm not mad he didn't tell me he was famous, he didn't have to, I didn't know him that well, I didn't even know his name.

"I actually have to…" I thought about an excuse for me not to go to the party but I couldn't find one. He noticed that of course.

"I don't bite" he said trying not to make this conversation so awkward.

Liam's P.O.V

"I don't bite"

I could see the confusion in her eyes since the first moment I walked in through that door. I didn't know how she would react to this all. I was scarred but I knew I had to keep my cool. I was waiting for her response but she didn't say anything.

I didn't want to bring up the topic about me being famous. I wanted to avoid that topic as much as possible.

"I'm not dressed up enough to go to a party," she said.

I was happy she didn't bring up the topic that I was scared she would bring up.

"You look good just how you are right now," I said. She really did.

"I don't really feel like going to a party right now," she said looking at the ground.

"Why is that?" why did I just say that? We both knew why.

She looked up at me "I…you… you should go to the party, it can't start without you," she said.

"They can wait, but just know it will all be your fault how late I am," I said trying to form a smile that was not coming out.

Silence

"All you have to do is go to the party and if you don't like it you can go home," I said.

Silence

"What will it take for me to do so you can go?"

Silence

"Are you going to talk to me?"

Silence again…

"My name is Liam Payne…I love to sing and dance, I love to live life, I love to make people laugh… I love how every day I wake up knowing I love doing what I do," I said, Waiting for a response.

She stood up

"If I go will I be able to leave whenever I want to?" she asked.

"Yes"

"Okay…let's go," she said.

The car drive was silent, I turned on the radio and one of our songs came up. This was great…I turned off the radio as fast as I could. We finally arrived and I parked the car. I got out and went to open her door. She stepped out and we walked to the hotel where the party was being hosted.

"Are you nervous?" she asked

"What, to be with such a beautiful girl, yes" I said.

"About the party?" she said.

"I don't know. I guess we will have to go inside to find that out,"

We stepped inside the room and I wasn't sure if this night would turn out good or bad. It was all up to her.