Becoming Ms. Payne (A mixed Fanfiction) Spanglish

Chapter 14

Kim's POV

"And for today's early news we find out A certain member from the famous boy band One Direction is now a daddy!" the blondwad reporter said.

Huh? One of the boys had a kid!? Ohmergerd!

"Liam Payne has adopted three young ladies. Their names are still unknown but there sure are new Paynes in the family!" the blondwad continued. I had nothing against blondes. I mean there were awesome blonds, natural and unnatural. Ellen, Niall, etc. But this lady seemed annoying.

"Harry Styles was seen at a store yesterday with three young ladies! Aw, Harry playing with his 'nieces'" she said.

I stared at the screen with my mouth hanging open. They were showing pictures of us goofing of at the store yesterday and of Harry stuck in the cart while we tried to pull him out. Laughing to hard to do much.

"OMG!!!!" I ran through the house screaming.

I finally found Liam and dragged him to the TV. He watched as more reporters called him the "official daddy Payne"

"Your getting old dad!" I teased him.

He smiled. faintly.

"Smile more often. Girls like that." I said getting up.

"Says who?" Liam smirked.

"IDK. ask a girl. Oh wait... I'm a girl... well it shows a sweeter side of you. Plus, smiles are pretty. Like mine see" I said smiling showing off my nonexistent dimples. (silently cries)

"Well, I'll try it. Anyway, time to tweet about my amazing daughters." he said.

"Aw, I feel so loved!" I said.

"Phst, not you. No one likes you. You unlikeable gurl." he said letting some sass out.

"Oh heil nah!" I said snapping my fingers.

Then I pretended to be hurt by his words.

"Daddy Leeyum doesn't like me." I cried.

Liam freaked out and apologized like crazy.

"Jeez Payne, chill. I'm messing with ya." I said.

"Well, of I go. Harry gave me a phone yesterday and made me make a bunch of accounts. Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and all that junk. Oh, the girls and I should have a little official mark next to out names! Kimberly Payne Official. " I rambled on.

"Hey, just go out and mingle." Liam. said. "Then we'll get your twitter and stuff official."

I rushed to my room to change. My phone rang a bunch. I had hundreds of new notifications. I already had over five thousand followers on each account. None of them with my actual picture. Instead I had a picture of a poofykitten (my instagram name...follow me).

I had a bunch of messages. Most hurtful but I ignored them. I put on a purple top with booty shorts and black hightops.

I had a lot of people asking for a selfie so I did.

I took a picture and wrote: first full day of being a Payne! Love you all even though y'all don't even know me Cx

#Payne #selfie

I posted it on all my accounts and got a response right away.

I only read some comments.

OMG! you're so pretty!

What's it like being Liam's daughter?

Ew. What is that? Your face is so disturbing.

Etc.

I answered back to most comments. then got up from my bed and walked outside. There was paparazzi everywhere and security was having trouble keeping them away. I smirked and walked toward the waiting limo I had asked for. Packed with a credit card with endless funds in my back pocket I got in.

"To the mall!" I sang.

It would have been more fun with Miranda and Lisa but Miranda was with Niall and Lisa was hiding under her sheets. Overwhelmed by all the attention.

Whatever.

I went from shop to shop, spending thousands of dollars on shit I would probably never need when I saw a guy with a camera following me, so I decided to walk into Victoria's Secret. The guy hesitantly walked in. I walked from one rack to another Paul following my every move and of everyone else's. Especially of camera guy.

I picked out a red bra with matching panties. I grabbed a bunch and went to the dressing room. I tried on a bunch of shit coming out and buying everything.

"Now, to deal with some PMS!" I said shamelessly. THAT made camera guy run away. Paul freaked out a little, and I told him I was just kidding.

We walked near a cell phone place and I made one last stop. I came out with an iPod, cases for my phone, (Harry gave me the new IPhone 5), cases for my IPod, and a bunch of other stuff.

We were about to leave when I noticed a Mexican restaurant.

"ooh! Me want some!" I pouted to Paul. He sighed, took my bags, and told me to stay where I was so we could go get some food.

I couldn't stop my grumbling stomach to be pulled into the restaurant.

I waited in line for a while then decided to update my status and shit.

Hey, my followers needed something to follow!

I took another selfie but noticed I had been photo bombed.

I posted it anyway and turned to the guy behind me.

I gasped and tried really hard not to fangirl.

"Hey, sorry about that. Couldn't help myself. Hey aren't you that new Payne girl?" he said.

I nodded and smiled.

Keep calm, keep calm

I told myself.

"Kimberly Payne." I said extending my hand.

"Geoffrey Royce Rojas" he said.

"I'm a big fan!" I said trying to sound cool. I guess it worked.

"Really? that's great! What's your favorite song?" he asked.

"I don't know. I love all of them! But if I had to pick one it would be Cosas Pequeñas." I told him.

I'm done. I'm tired. and my fingers are dying. (is that even possible?) So I'll update soon. I know I say that a lot but I was stuck trying g to figure out a way to introduce Royce. For those of u who don't know him he's Prince Royce, a bilingual Dominican Republican. He's hot and is my future husband. ._. unless I get 1D ._. IDK. he sings and has the voice of a damn angel. a sexy angel from heaven. but what do I know, I'm atheist.

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~The_Romance_Goddess