Daddy Direction (Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Lisa? Coming to MY families' cabin? For dinner? My heart stopped for a long time until I realized I was choking on the thick air. Liam came up and patted my back carefully.

"Are you alright, Mila?" He asked with genuine concern.

"Dandy." I gasped. "What should I make for her?"

"Well she's a vegan, any meat or dairy at all makes her sick." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and I realized his hand still rested on my lower back. I turned around quickly and his hand flew to his side as he backed away to the other counter.

"I'll make a salad." I stated awkwardly.

"Nothing else?"

"Do I look vegan to you? Wait... Don't answer that." Liam chuckled.

"What about tofu?" He suggested and I cringed.

"Because it's eww!" I exclaimed. He laughed again and my cheeks pinked up a bit.

"It's actually pretty good!" He defended.

"Really?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Yeah! No... It tastes like shit, but it's vegan!"

"Fine! I'll make food for skanky waitress!"

"And you'll eat it?"

"Uh uh uh, you never said I had to eat it!" I pretended to gag. "Where's Roni?" I asked, just then realizing she was gone.

"In your room, I think."

"I'll send mum food shopping, but right now I'm going to check her."

"Alright, I'm going to take a nap... wake me for lunch."

"You make your own lunch!" I laughed as I started washing a lonesome plate to occupy my hands.

"You win this time." He sighed. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"I win every time!" His laughter could be heard all the way down the hallway.

As I walked into my bedroom only a few minutes later, I saw Roni playing with my iPod and Liam standing over my suitcase.

"What are you doing?" I exclaimed, trying to see what he was staring at.

"What do we have here?" He smirked, holding up the one thing I prayed he'd never see... My One Direction CD.

"Why are you going through my stuff?" I tried to keep calm but I was definitely turning tomato red.

"It was on your pillow, pretty hard to miss."

"Why are you in here?" I ignored his comment.

"I came to check on Roni." My face burned so much I was coming down with a massive migraine. "Do you like this band, Roni?" He asked, showing her the CD case. She looked up from my iPod.

"Just him." She pointed to Niall Horan. "He's cute."

"You don't like me?" He faked hurt and she giggled, shaking her head and flinging her light curls around her face.

"I don't like you either!" I exclaimed. "No going through my stuff, it's mine!" I snatched the CD from his hand and stuffed it into my suitcase.