FALLING

NINETEEN

LIAM

Damn my head has been pounding all day, I woke up today after a mere four hours of sleep with the worst hangover. I'm not one who usually gets hangovers I hold my liquor well but last night I fucking overdid it.

After the past couple of days with Sam, I needed to get away from her she was starting to become a fucking addiction to me, and bloody hell I'm stronger than all that shit! Liam Payne does not fall for anyone.

Ever since she walked into that audition I knew she was going to be a damn problem. She was sexy as hell in that tight ass turtleneck that accents her perfect round breast. Her dark hair falling down in silky waves just waiting for me to run my fingers through it, and those fucking eyes man they can pierce through your soul and make you reveal all your inner demons. But it was her lips that mesmerized me, pulled me in like all those other pussy-whipped bro's who become caught up in a girl and claim they are in love.

I've never believed in that four-letter word "Love" if you ask me it doesn't exist in my book. For all those who think they are in love, they are just in denial too scared to be alone, and not enough balls to play the game.

I've never been in a relationship, and I sure as hell never plan on being in one. From other's experiences, I've seen what relationships can do to people, they are messy and needy and after some time you both become bored with each other, having mindless sex just to get the act over with. Fuck no, not me I'm not falling into that trap, my life is perfect how it is, no relationships, no dating, no commitments, just a new girl to show me a good pleasurable time and that's it.

I've never spent an extra minute thinking about a girl, once we fucked it was over, on to another fallen victim. Until her... I've never wanted someone as badly as I've wanted her. She is not even my normal type I usually go for, I'm mostly drawn towards the blondes usually with those fake ass tits you know are as hard as rocks, the models who wear an obscene amount of makeup that you know if they were to wake up with you the next morning you would think a whole new woman was in your bed.

But Sam she was different, she was beautiful and everything about her from her body to her personality was real. She didn't have to wear a lot of makeup to impress men, being in her natural state no makeup at all has me falling to my knees for her, that's how damn beautiful she is. And the craziest part of it all is she has no idea how sexy she really is.

I remember throughout that entire audition I wanted to keep my head down, refrain from talking too much to her, I was already feeling some sort of magnetic pull from her and I didn't like it one bit. I know it put me in a bad mood, she probably thought I was a huge arse the way I was talking to her, but I couldn't help it the last thing I needed was for her to think I was one of those lovesick guys looking for a relationship. I could tell just by the way she carried herself she was not a one time fuck kind of girl, and I was not about to get caught up in all that drama.

But of course, I fucked that all up when we had to run lines together. The whole time I couldn't stop thinking about what she would taste like, how it would feel to suck on those full lips of hers "would she moan out in pleasure?" Oh man, it pissed me off, I hated the fact I was so caught up in her that I stooped so low as to embarrass her in front of everyone.

But then she surprised the hell out of me, this once shy looking angel became a fiery little devil as she bit my fucking head off. That's all I needed to come undone with this girl, knowing that underneath her exterior there is another side of her, a sexy, dominating side that I wanted a taste of. I took my chance and pulled her in, our lips colliding with so much electricity I forgot all about the audition and the prying eyes we had captured.