Forever Mine [L.P] *Sequel*

  We were all back home. Gemma took Lottie home and Jules and Madelyn went back to Antonio's. Liam and I were still contemplating when we were going to ask the boys about the wedding.

"They're all in the same place. I think we should tell them now," I suggested. Liam turned around and looked outside on the porch where the boys were all sitting. They were outside in the backyard at the bar about ten feet away from the pool.

"Yeah, we can," Liam said, his arm around me as we sat on the couch.

"You don't sound very convincing," I said. "Where's Liam? Earth to King Li," I said while poking his chest. He chuckled. "What's the matter?"

Liam shook his head. "Nothing."

"Is there a something followed up by that nothing?" Liam looked at me puzzled.

"What?"

I sat up and turned to him. "What's the matter with you? You seem all bummed out." Liam looked at me and I could tell in his eyes there was something up. "Seriously, babe. What's wrong?"

"Louis was telling us about the therapy session you had today. I still wish I was there to be with you. And to see the real smile on your face." I stuck my bottom lip out.

"Aww, Liam!" I said, crawling into his lap. "You get to see my real smile everyday for the rest of your life. Because the real smile comes from you! I have a smile on my face because of you! Not because of a therapy session," I told him.

"Really?" He asked me, doubting it. I nod and throw my other leg on the other side of his body, straddling him.

"Really," I assured him. "And you better believe it! Because this smile is all you!" Liam smiled at me and placed his hands on my legs.

"When did you suddenly become so positive and bright?" He questioned. I shrug.

"Guess I learned it from the best!" I said with wink. I lean down and peck his lips.

"And you wonder where I get it from," Liam said against my lips. I giggled as he grabbed my face, kissing me again. Liam tugged my bottom lip for a minute before I pulled away from him.

"Alright, let's not get too wild. They're still out there," I said, pointing to the back door. Liam shrugged.

"So? If they walk in and see, that's their fault." I threw my head and began laughing.

"Oh goodness, Liam. I love you!" I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. Liam pat my leg.

"Alright, let's go," he said with a chuckle. He grabbed my legs and held me as he stood up. When he did, I released my grip from around him and Liam set me on the floor gently. Letting go of him, I grabbed his hand and we walked to the patio door.

"Hola muchachos," I called out to the boys, Liam closing the door behind us. Grabbing my hand, we walked to the bar that was by the pool.

"Hola smores!" Niall said to us. I rolled my eyes.

"Hungry?" Liam asked.

"Not a question!" Niall replied. I chuckled and sat at the bar, Liam joining me.

"Hey, when are we gonna hear back about the Brit Awards? Do you know?" Zayn asked me as he was moving some stuff around.

I shrugged and shook my head. "I'm not really sure. Corey told me he was getting the list with Paul so he'd call once that comes." Corey is my manager I got around the same time Striker became my advisor. Corey works with Columbia Records so he's usually the one to alert me about new music opportunities in New York.