The expansive room of the bar kept my eyes droopy and my body sluggish. The couples sitting next to me at tables and giggling as if they wouldn't just be a one time thing made me almost giggle at the naïve sense of justice they thought they had achieved. Finding "The One" at a bar failing to get a new bartender and underpaying its best workers. It was seedy and disjointed and I hardly had time for any of it. In fact, I would prefer to just lay down and die here than actually fins someone meaningful at a bar like this.
It was comforting, I guess, to stay in a disjointed place surrounded by misguided dreams, with the knowledge that it would all end. That was bliss in wisdom I surmise.
Then i saw a man saunter up to me. He was probably 2 feet tall, with a clean shaven face and the body of a bridge troll. His handsome face was covered with bruises and his green orbs flashed an emerald color. I gasped in surprise.
Maybe i had just never found the one I loved before this moment.
"Uh, HI! Can i- uh-uh g-g-get you a d-drink"
"yeah lassy wha-tlel it be mamas"
OMG even his voice was sexy!
I think I fell in love
That night we went into my hotel and made out because hes a bridge troll.
YOU ARE READING
Liam Payne x Reader (strictly a work of satire)
ParanormalLiam met me on a bridge when he was a bridge troll, but I broke him out and now hes attached to me. GASP! I try to sell him off but he wont leave. I think he might be a chucky doll!!
