We made it to the after party and it was absolutely insane. Lights going everywhere, music blaring- it looked absolutely astonishing!
The boys and I ended up walking separate ways. Liam got caught up in talking to James Corden when I spotted my first song artist. "I'll be right back," I told Liam. He nodded and I walked off towards her.
Beyonce caught my eyes and smiled brightly as she saw me walking to her. "Hey girl!" Beyonce said through the music. "It's been years!"
I hugged her tightly. "I thought I wasn't gonna be seeing you for another few weeks! Congratulations on your win tonight!" I said after releasing her.
"Thank you! And congratulations to you too, Miss Producer Of The Year!" I laughed and thanked her.
"I had no thought in my mind that I was gonna win that. Like honestly, I thought it was a dream!" I told her. She smiled.
"I knew you were gonna think that!" She grabbed my shoulders. "But know that you are the best producer I've ever worked with!" I smiled. Wow, that is one hell of a compliment.
Jay-Z turned around from behind her and caught my eye. "Hey! There's the Irish Bean!" He said, which is what he has always called me. I smiled at him and reached over to hug him.
"Hi Jay!" I said as he squeezed me.
"You're making me feel old with that award you've got in your hands! Congratulations, kid! Welcome to the real world of music!"
"I know right!" I said with a laugh.
"So...wedding coming up? You feeling excited?" Beyonce asked me after we were treated a small snack of bibble.
"Honestly, a mix of one hundred butterflies and excitement clouds!" I told her, causing her to laugh.
"It's very nerve wracking. But trust me, it's the bet fringe in the world once you walk down the aisle!" I nod, completely understanding. "If you need anything, for the wedding, before it, after it- call me. You know I'm always there for you," she reminded me.
I know exactly how she reacts. I freaked out after our first kiss, when we got together, when we got engaged. There's not anything she doesn't know that has happened in our relationship. She always gives me relationship advise and on how to work through the hard ones and how to get by the crazy excitement that may result into a whole 'nother chapter.
As our conversation went from wedding talk to Liam, I turned around and called him over. Just as he ended his conversation, he walked up beside me. "Now don't geek out, but Liam, Beyonce. Beyonce, Liam!" Liam looked like he led his breath but shook Beyonce's hand.
"Hi Liam! It's very nice to meet you! Huge fan of your music!" Liam looked at me with a shocking grin. And that's when he started to geek out.
"Oh my g- she said- that was- beyonce is- AHHH!" He said, freaking out. I slapped my hand on my forehead, laughing at his reaction.
"Well, I better get him out of his trance. I'll see you around!" I told Beyonce. She nodded and smiled. We said our goodbyes and I pulled Liam by the hand as we got to the dance floor. "Way to keep it on the down low!" I said, over the music.
"But it's fucking Beyonce!" He said. I laughed as he spun me around. He brought me back closer to him and we rocked with the same fast tempo of the beat.
"You're the definition of high key... you know that right?" I asked him.
"Well duh!" Liam said like it was obvious. "But I can go a lot higher than what you hear on stage so..." His sentence trailed off and I smacked his chest.
"Will you stop that!" I said, laughing at him as he laughed with me.
"I was kidding! Chill out, baby!" Liam grabbed my face and pulled me closer to him as our lips connected. Something about that kiss made fireworks explode in my head the butterflies to return in my stomach. Just like the first time.
I grabbed Liam's wrist and pulled away from him, his forehead against mine. "Why are you so damn cute?" I asked him, only for him to hear.
"Why do you have to be so damn beautiful?" Liam asked back. I felt my face heat up at that. "Lucky for me that this beautiful princess is all mine! Let them all know!" Liam said.
"I'm pretty sure they all know, babe," I told him jokingly.
"Oh well. They're gonna need to be reminded at some point." Okay, that is some what true. Liam pulled me in closer and kissed my lips again, slowly and passionately. As he slipped his tongue in, he pulled back with a bite of my lip.
"Don't rip my lip off," I told him.
"I do what I want!" He said with a laugh. I rolled my eyes. But not even a millisecond later, a heavy hand landed on shoulder. I jumped and turned my back to Liam as I moved back into his chest.
The sight of Louis jumping around and screaming while dancing was blinding my eyes. "HEYYY!!! HOW'S IT GOING???!!!! HOW! IS! IT! GOINNNNNG!" He shouted after moving closer to my face at each word. Well, there go my ear drums.
"Are you drunk already?" Liam asked him.
"I may be but I honestly have no fucking clue!" Lou screamed again.
"What did you have?" I asked, rubbing my shoulder.
Louis stopped jumping before he looked up at the ceiling and began to countdown the drinks. "Let's see, some water, a cigarette, four tequila shots, five shots of vodka-"
"FIVE SHOTS OF VODKA?" Liam and I yelled together through the changing song.
"Oh yeah! It was good!" Louis yelled back at us. Once the song became more clear, Louis jumped up like a little kid of Christmas. "I LOVE THIS SONG! BYEEE!" Louis ran off and I turned and looked at Liam behind me.
For heaven sakes, Louis. "You can go get him!" Both of us said. "JINX!" We both said, pointing at one another. I caught a split second before him and laughed.
"HA! I won! Go go!" I said, sending him off.
"The night can't end like this!" Liam cried to me. I shrug.
"The night's not over!" I said. "And by the amount of drinks I'm about go consume, your night might just whined up like New Years Eve!" I said with a wink. Liam looked away from me with a blush.
"Oh Jesus Christ!" He mumbled, slapping his hand over his eyes in embarrassment. I turned his body and gave him a light push towards Louis's direction.
"Go on, big man!" I said. Liam groaned but walked off to find Louis. Laughing, I turned around and make my way to the drink table.
"Nah nah nah, Kayla Horan and Olly Murs, back at it," Olly said while dancing up to me. He stopped and took a bow. "Once again!"
"Olly! Hi!" I said, throwing my arms around him. "My gosh, I haven't seen you in ages! What are you doing here?"
"Came to see my favorite producer win producer of the year!" He said as he poked my side.
"Flood lost, Olly," I joked. Olly glared at me in hatred for a second and I laughed at him.
"Wanna catch up?" He asked. Two cups of red wine were then served to us. Olly kindly took them and handed me one. "With some Carson Ridge!" I chuckled and took the quarter filled glass. Better off that way if I'm honest. I can't have any more than half a glass per drink of red wine. Of else I'd end up like Louis's drunk personality, Ricky Retardo.
I nod. "My favorite!" I said, clinking the glass with his. He lead me to a tall table where we stood and caught up.
(Liam's POV)
Louis was still out on the floor, dancing like a maniac. We threw him to James because James has known him longer and can hopefully try and take him. We watched as Louis ran away from James, laughed, and continued to shockingly perfect the Carlton.
"Looks like he's having fun!" I said to the boys at our table.
"So is she," Zayn said next to me. I turn and look at him as he points out past Niall. "Take a look." I follow Zayn's gesture and catch the eye of Kayla laughing with Olly Murs.
My stomach suddenly tightened at the sight and I felt like falling to the ground. She looked really happy. Happier than she ever had looked. And she's laughing her real laugh. A laugh that I haven't heard in months. And it's not me making her laugh.
"Oh Olly. One of her favorite artists to work with," Niall explained to us, facing forward. "Army of Two and Troublemaker are her favorite co-written songs she did with him." Niall continued to have a conversation with the others but I just stayed silent, only because I felt weak on the inside, which caused my ears to turn off.
I couldn't stop staring at the two laughing. Kayla reached forward and touched his hand before Olly began laughing once again. I didn't know if I was becoming enraged or jealous. But either way, two and two do not go together.
I stepped away from the table and walk around Zayn. "Li, where you going?" Harry asked me.
"I need the bathroom," was all I said as I kept walking. Unfortunately for that to happen, I had to pass them.
Walking quickly, I pass the table and Kayla calls for me. "Liam, I-"
"Going to the bathroom!" I said immediately. I kept walking and I made it to the door. Walking in, I slam it shut behind me.
(Kayla's POV)
"Going to the bathroom!" Liam said straight away without looking back at me. He just kept on walking. Olly turned back to me as I watch Liam enter the restroom and slam the door closed.
"What was that?" Olly questioned.
"I don't know. Seems like something pissed him off," I said. He sure looked and sounded like it. What could have happened?
I turn around and see the boys' table a few feet away from Olly's and I. Nothing looking off over there. So what was it? "You guys are getting married in two weeks aren't you?" Olly asked me, regaining my attention.
I nod. "Yeah. Niall and I are going home to drop off invites to my family next week" I said. I took a sip of my small wine amount.
"Why not mail them?"
"Because Niall and I want answers. They don't even know that Niall and I figured out we were twins." Olly's eyes popped out.
"No shit! Your brother too?" I nodded. "Wow, that's tragic." I nod again.
"Are you able to come?" I asked him.
"I was going home to visit my mum a few days before that and Wolverhampton is only nearly a three hour drive!" I nod and smile. "I'll be there!"
"Sweet!"
Liam exited the bathroom and swiftly passed us without a word. Olly and I both followed him with our eyes. There is something up.
"I should probably go check on him. There's something up. It was nice catching up with you! Thanks for coming to see me!"
"Yeah, of course! I'll see you very soon love! You take care!" I tightened Olly in a hug. When we pulled back, I grabbed my hand bag while Olly grabbed both empty wine glasses and we walked our separate ways.
I headed back to the table and stopped next to Niall. "Hey, what's with the sourpuss look on Liam's face?" I whispered in his ear for only him to hear.
"I have no clue. He practically zoned out when he saw you and Olly over there talking." When Niall pulled back away from my ear, I gave him a look as we read through our eye language.
You kidding?
You think he's jealous?
I sadly wouldn't have a doubt!
"I'll be right back," I told him, handing him my bag. I walked around the table and grabbed Liam's wrist, pulling him with me to the outside terrace and closed the door.
"Dude, what's up with you?" I asked him, turning to face him again.
"Nothing," he mumbled. I just looked at him. Not this again.
"You won't let me finish a statement and now you won't even look me in the eyes!" I said. Liam's head lifted but he still didn't make eye contact with me. I shook my head a sighed. "You're doing it again," I told him.
"Doing what?" He asked me.
"This 'she's cheating on me' thing." Liam's eyes finally met mine, and the look of hurt laid in them. But I'm not sure what hurt it was.
"I'm sorry, Kay," he said.
"Liam, you've gotta get over that! There's nothing that is happening between Olly and I! I promise you! When can you just learn to fully trust me" I asked him. I know it's a bit crossing the line with how far we are from our wedding, but I needed to know the answer.
"I do trust you!" He said straight away. "Look, the truth is when I saw you and Olly laughing at the other table, I saw your real smile for the first time. I heard your real laugh for the first time. And the thing that made me feel worse was that it- wasn't me that was causing it." Now I was hurt. My poor baby.
"In all fairness, most of that laughing was the wine letting me loose," I said. He chuckled and I scoffed. I walked to him and picked up his face. "Liam, no matter what, you will always be the one to put a smile on my face! There is no one I'd rather want to make me have a laughing outburst so much to where I'm crying. There's nobody else that can put my real smile and show my real feeling and emotion on my face but you! It's always been you and it always will be you!" I said, hoping I made that clear to him.
Liam smiled through my hands a little bit. "I love you and only you. Not a single person in this world I love more than you. Not even Chance The Rapper!" I said. And I can admit, I've had the longest crush on Chance since the beginning of the year and Liam knows that. Even funnier part is, Chance is our age, but five months older than me.
Liam laughed and brought by hands down. "I'm sorry, Kayla. I really am. I've been trying to fix it because I don't want to hurt you. I just love you so much, I care who puts a smile on your face. And I just wish it was always me."
"It is. And for the rest of my life, it will always be you!" I assured him. Liam grabs my face gently and places his lips to mine. I enjoy the moment while it once again lasted.
When I pulled back, Liam looked at me. "He's coming to the wedding so I don't want a fuss!" I said as Liam took my hand in his.
"I won't do it again!" He said.
"I got a lot of guy friends, honey. You better they used to it!" I sassed. He laughed at me because he knew it was true.
"I'm sorry," he said again, pulling me into a hug.
"Me too."
~°~
Zayn, Harry, Liam and I just stared at Louis, who was knocked out cold on the club seat. We hadn't seen him since his crazy dance phase after his forty drinks and he was now passed out.
"Should we grab him?" I asked them.
"Yeah, we should before he gets abducted." Liam and I turned slowly to looks at Zayn, wondering why on earth he said that. Zayn looked at our reactions as Harry looked at him as well. "That was a joke," Zayn added once he saw the looks on our faces, making it clear.
"Yeah," I said. "A joke." Harry walked from behind Zayn and pushed me to the door of the building as Liam stayed back to help Zayn with the drunk hot mess.
"Everything good with you and Liam?" Harry asked me as we met Niall outside.
"Never better."
Zayn and Liam returned with a sleepy Louis in their arms. Paul helped us get him into the limo before we took off back home. Louis fell over on my lap and fell back asleep me.
When we got back home, I took my heels off and walked up the stairs to my room, putting my shoes away and taking off all my jewelry. I wiped off all my makeup, then went downstairs for an Aspirin. I feet hurt and my head was near it's pounding stage. That could have been from my headband too, which I also took out.
"Going to bed! Good night!" Harry called from the hallway.
"Night!" We called back. One by one, Zayn, Liam, Niall and I retreated upstairs after we talked about our situation at the party. By the time we were up the stairs, my headache was gone and I randomly got super energetic.
I followed Liam into his bedroom and Liam closed the door. He slid off his shoes and walked to his closet. I followed him and grabbed a long shirt to wear, realizing I still had my outfit on. Liam changed out of his suit and into some sweats as he was left shirtless. I changed out of my outfit, only wearing his large t-shirt that hung to almost my knees. I was left pantsless and I began to jump around the room.
"Someone's got a sudden burst of energy!" Liam said, turning the light off in his bathroom and laid on his bed.
"Well, I had a little too much wine. This is your lucky day!" I said. Liam laughed and sat up, moving to the edge of the bed. He reached for my wrist and pulled me to him and I straddled him, sitting on his lap.
"And the future will only get better!" We both chuckled quietly before I touched my lips to his. Liam held me close to him. Our lips moving in sync with each other, Liam's hands found my legs. He held onto them as he stood up, only to turn me around to lay on the bed as he kept his position between my legs.
We got to the center of the mattress and Liam parted from my lips. "Hope you turned off your telepathy! Niall's gonna be pissed!" Liam said. I shook my head and grabbed his neck.
"You're such a weirdo," I said before pulling him back down to me, our lips meeting once again. And just like that, it was like New Years Eve all over again.