Light of My Life

Liam straightened his shirt collar and ran his fingers through his hair, he was dressed in a pair of dark wash jeans and a white button down shirt ready for his evening out Abigail. He was taking her to dinner and then a movie. Turning he grabbed his watch off of his bedside table and placed it over his wrist. Happy with his appearance he walked out of his room grabbing a coat off the hanger as he exited.

He was picking her up from her house at six, the movie was at seven thirty so the brown haired male was certain they would have enough to have dinner and get to the movies on time. It was the first night he had had off for a while and he was going to enjoy it.

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Birdie was wiping down the counter in the local bar she worked in, it was a quiet night so she was trying everything she could think to keep herself busy, she had wiped over the car about five times now every now and again getting interrupted to make a drink or pull a pint of beer for someone. The brunette sighed as she turned her attention to the tv that was mounted on the wall a football game played on the screen. She had never been one for football but considering there was nothing to do she decided to watch it for a while.

Harry had found a bar that wasn't packed with people, he and the guys finally had some time off and he was going to enjoy himself. Although he couldn't be bothered with going to a popular bar or club, he didn't want to be surrounded by people and have his picture be taken by strangers. He just wanted to have a quiet night and have a beer or two, so he walked through the front doors of the bar as his green eyes scanned the place. It was pretty empty apart from a good handful of people, but it seemed like he was the youngest person there which meant he'd probably be left alone.

He made his way over to the bar, "Can I get a beer please." He asked as he sat down on a stool that lined the bar, he finally looked over to see who would be serving him his drink. He hadn't been expecting to see a girl standing there, let alone someone so beautiful. He had seen many beautiful people since his raise to fame, but there was something different about her. This bartender had such a beauty to her, but it was like she didn't even know how gorgeous she was.

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Abigail had spent a decent amount of time getting herself ready, she tried to stay casual but she still wanted to look really nice for her boyfriend. So she settled on a dark navy dress that she knew Liam loved on her, a pair of black tights to keep her legs warm. She curled her blonde hair and only applied a little bit of makeup, she slipped her feet into a pair of black ballet flats while she placed her purse, phone and keys into her little bag. She couldn't wait to go on the date, Liam had been so busy recently that they didn't get to see each other much.

Abigail worked in a fancy jewelry store during the day and her boss didn't like Liam visiting her at work, unless he brought something which was one thing she hated about her boss. She clasped a beautiful necklace around her neck which Liam had brought for her, she checked herself out in the mirror to make sure that she looked good as she waited for her boyfriend to pick her up for their date.

Liam parked his car switching the engine off he stepped out walking to the front door straightening his jacket as he went. Taking a deep breath he reached out and knocked on the front door waiting patiently for Abigail to answer. The male has snuck into a florist close to her house and picked up a simple, small, bouquet of roses. As he stood at the door he heard movement, footsteps getting closer.

The door was pulled open and Abigail appeared dressed in the navy dress he loved on her and around her neck she wore the necklace he had bought her only a day ago. Her blonde hair was curled just the way he locked it, he couldn't help the smile that spread across his face at the sight of her.

"Hello," he greeted holding out the roses to her and stepping forward to press a gentle kiss to her cheek. "You look beautiful."

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Birdie turned her attention away from the television and looked at the male who had spoken. A sudden feeling of familiarity washed over her but the truth was she couldn't pin point why. Smiling she turned her body to face him.

"Of course," with that she grabbed a pint and pulled the tab until the glass was filled with an amber liquid. She placed it down in front of him smiling widely. She looked at the male trying to figure out why he seemed so familiar. When he looked up at her she knew straight away, his green eyes were ones she knew all to well.

"Harry?" he voice was light as if she couldn't believe it, Birdie wasn't to sure he would remember her the last time he had seen her she had bleach blonde hair and never wore eyeliner.

As soon as Harry saw that smile, he knew that the beautiful bartender was Birdie. He hadn't been certain because she had changed a few things about her, but he would never forget her smile because it was one of the many things that he loved about her. "Birdie... hi," He looked into her pretty dark eyes as a wide smile appeared across his face, if he had known that she worked at this bar then he would have visited sooner.

"How are you?" He asked as he wasn't sure what else he should say to her, he honestly thought that he'd never actually see her again. If he had known that she would be there, he would have made more of enough in his appearance. Even though he looked fine, he had always liked looking nice for the people who were important to him or people that he wanted to impress.

She really was beautiful, he loved her blonde hair but the dark hair did suit her more and framed her face better than the blonde. He couldn't take his eyes away from her, he didn't want to look away in case she suddenly disappeared.

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Abigail had rushed to the front door but tried not to seem too eager, she smiled when she opened the door and how handsome Liam looked. He was always handsome, but tonight he seemed even more handsome which she thought was impossible. "Thank you, but I've told you before. You don't have to but me things, but I do love flowers." She smiled widely at him as she stepped aside to let him in, she shut the door behind him before she stepped into the kitchen where she filled a vase with water and placed the roses inside the vase.

"I'll just get my coat and we can go," She told him as she leaned up and pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek, she walked over to her closet and pulled out a black coat that would keep her warm. She slipped it over her body and did the buttons up, she grabbed her bag as she walked back over to Liam.

"Shall we go?" She looked into his dark eyes as she laced her fingers with his, as they left her house she locked the front door before walking over to where Liam had parked his car.

Liam squeezed the young woman's hand when her fingers laced with his, they fit so perfectly and he couldn't help but act like a child around her. He adored her, he loved her, he would do anything for her just to see her smile. It was the small things that counted. The male knew he didn't have to buy her things but he liked surprising her, liked seeing her reactions. The smile that spread across her face and the way her eyes light up bring him an overwhelming amount of joy. Being the gentleman that he was he opened the door for her helping her in before pressing a sweet kiss to the back of her hand.

Quickly he raced around to his side and jumped in starting the engine up. "You look beautiful," he complemented, sure he could have said sexy, gorgeous, but beautiful deemed the right word to describe her. Abigail had an elegance to her that was the first thing Liam had noticed about her, and tonight it shone though with her make up, hair and dress. "I'm gonna have a hard time keeping the men away from you," he stated as he pulled out of her drive way and sped off to where he had made reservations for the two of them.

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Birdie couldn't believe it, he remembered her even after her rather drastic change in appearance. Sure she hadn't had any surgery but she had changed, darkened her hair, started to wear more make up and put on a few pounds that did wonders for her rack and already curvaceous figure. When the two had met she had been struggling with her image, but now she was proud of it. Proud that she can wear certain items of clothing because they did wonders for her body. Proud that she no longer felt the need to change, to be skinner, to be blonder. No she was happy.

"I'm well, and yourself? God it's been an age hasn't it?" she couldn't help the smile that stretched across her face as she looked at him. He was still as gorgeous as he had been when they first met only his hair was so much longer, his skin darker and by the looks of it more tattoos scattered across his skin. His eyes were the same though, the same hypnotic green that she had been drawn to. "I honestly can't believe you remember me," she laughed. The brunette had no nerves she had always felt at ease around the male and she still seemed to.

Harry took a sip of his beer but his green eye never once left Birdie, he had thought her hair and body was great when they knew each other before. But now, Birdie was now even more beautiful than she was before and he honestly didn't think that could be possible. She had become even more curvaceous and all Harry wanted to do was jump over the bar, so he could hold Birdie in his arms and never let her go. He had missed her so he focused himself to come to terms with him never seeing her again, she haunted his mind and it was distracting him greatly. "I've been good, pretty busy lately with the guys. It has been ages, I didn't think I'd see you again." He admitted to her as he was so glad that he decided to come out tonight.

A frown settled between his brows as he looked at her, "How could I not remember? Why wouldn't I remember you?" He didn't know why she'd say that to him, she seemed to be more confident and comfortable in herself. "I'd always remember you, especially that smile and those eyes." He smiled at her and he wasn't trying to flirt or charm her, he for a change did just want to talk to her and hear about what she's been up to. "What made you change? You look amazing and I'm sure you get guys lining up to date you," He knew he'd have a lot of competition, not that he didn't before because he did.

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A pink tinted blush appeared across Abigail's cheeks, "Thank you. And you won't have to keep anyone away from me, even if a guy does take an interest. It won't matter because I only want one man and he's sitting right beside me," She smiled as she looked over at her boyfriend who was driving them through the streets, she never believed him when he mentioned other men being interested in her. She was confident and she did love herself, she knew that she was pretty but she knew there wouldn't be lines of men who would want her. "I love it when you dress up like this, maybe I'll have to keep the women away from you." She couldn't wipe the smile from her face, she loved whatever Liam wore but whenever they went on a date, they both put in more of an effort.

His white button down shirt did cling to his body nicely and it wouldn't surprise Abigail if he distracted her throughout the movie, "Do you have more work that you need to do?" She asked him knowing just how busy he and the guys had been, she had missed him but knew how important his work was to him so she didn't say anything to him. She wouldn't be that annoying girlfriend who complained or tried to take Liam away from his work, but she had missed spending time with him.

Liam turned his head and looked at the woman beside him, a smile stretched across his face when she said the only guy she wanted was him. His heart swelled with joy. He reached over and grabbed her hand as he turned his head back to the road in front of him. The male was so happy that he had the night off he wanted to enjoy it as much as he could with the one person who meant so much to him. "Well I will be sure to hand you a stick when we walk into the hotel tonight," he joked when she mentioned girls flocking to him. "That way you can just beat them off."

The male had stopped at the traffic lights before speaking again, "Not tonight, tonight is my night off. Tonight it's about us so don't worry your pretty self about it." the light turned green and he sped forward toward their destination. Coming to a stop at the entrance where he stepped out helping his date out and chucking his keys to a assistant that was racing toward him. It was fancy but he felt the two of them deserved it due to the lack of time they had spent together in the last few weeks.

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"Feelings are mutual, considering it was school when we last saw each other," she stated chucking lightly, "Oh yeah... how is your band going, enjoying being posted on every twelve years olds bedroom wall?" she joked playfully. Birdie knew all about Harry's band, he had dropped out of school to audition for X-factor. The brunette had watched every episode cheering for her friend every week he went through watching as he formed a tight bond with four other boys she had tried to keep up with everything that had ensured with their rise to fame and transition into a fully fledged adult but it had been hard. Birdie remembered the talk of him and Caroline Flack, Taylor Swift and Kendall Jenner but other then that she hadn't really paid attention. She had however heard of his mother marriage to partner Robin Twist and she couldn't have been happier for the family, she had received an invite but sadly had to turn it down due to work and study.

"Harry the last time you saw me I had bleach blonde hair, wore no make up and was the size of a twig. As you can see that's all changed, I have gone back to my natural colour, discovered the wonders of eye liner and now have a little more of a figure... okay... a lot more of a figure," the brunette's cheeks flushed when he mentioned the familiarity of her eyes and smile. "Your charm Mister Styles has not changed at all." she laughed, "I was never comfortable with my appearance and as soon as I left school I knew it was time to change and to try and find myself... and boom! Here we are. I have had a few but ended up beating them away with a stick considering they only wanted one thing." she stated before pointing at her breasts and shooting a cheeky smile to the brunette, "they were all About That Bass."

Harry chuckled softly and nodded his head lightly, "I bet school wasn't the same without me." He said in a cheeky tone of voice as he looked at Birdie, he had wanted to stay in contact with her after he dropped out of school. But then he was so busy with X-Factor and getting prepared for the shows, but he didn't find the time to call her and he lost contact with her. "The guys are really good actually, you'll have to meet them soon. If twelve year old girls want me on their walls, then I'm not going to complain." He grinned at her before he took another drink of his beer and listened to Birdie, he had always loved her voice and now he could listen to her voice whenever he wanted. He wouldn't let them lose contact again.

"Of course, my charm hasn't changed. It's who I am, but I do really like this change." He told her and he was glad that she made all the changes to herself that she needed, a lot of people wouldn't have the guts to change themselves for them. He knew that Birdie only looked like she did during school because of the pressure to look that way, he had tried to talk to Birdie about it before back then but he never knew what to say and he didn't want to offend her which he was certain that he would have. "Well the bass is very nice, I can see where those guys were coming from. I'm surprised that you even have time for me now," He wasn't shy when it came to things like this, Birdie had an amazing body and he was going to let her know what he thought.

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"Oh, I won't need a stick. I have my ways of letting people know that you're with me," Abigail smiled as she held his hand while he drove, she saw that he was pulling into the hotel and she was shocked. He had refused to tell her where they were having dinner, "Liam. I thought we were just going to a restaurant, I'm not dressed up enough for this hotel." At least she didn't think she was, if she had known than she would have done her makeup differently and would have worn a different dress. She held onto his hand as the man took Liam's car away to have it parked, Liam could be a little stubborn so Abigail knew there was no way she could convince him to go to another restaurant. She always felt out of place in fancy places, even when she was with Liam.

She had grown up in a family where her parents always worked hard for the money they earned, they always went without things because they didn't have the money for much. She did love going anywhere with her boyfriend, she'd just focus on him and no one else. She rested her other free hand on his forearm as she let him guide her through the large glass doors of the hotel, they followed the signs through the luxury hotel until they came to where the restaurant was. After Liam said his name, they were taken to a nice table where she sat down after giving the waitress her coat after Liam had done it.

Liam turned to look at his girlfriend, his eyes trailed down her outfit before he looked back up at her, "I think you look beautiful... to beautiful for this hotel," the male complemented pulling the blonde close and pressing a kiss to her cheek gently. Liam still had to tell her that he had booked them a night in the hotel. Something special, something to make up for all the lost time due to his hectic schedule. The two of them followed a waiter to their table before he pulled out her chair waiting for her to sit down before pushing her in and walking around taking his own seat.

"So, tell me everything that has been happening in your life," he smiled warmly at her. The male could honestly spend hours listening to her just talking, she could recite the dictionary and he would still be mesmerised. He loved watching the different expressions that flashed across her face as she spoke and the small quirks that she had. The way her eyes sparkled when she got excited, the crinkle when she furrowed her brows and the way her smile stretched widely across her face when she was trying not to laugh.

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"I would like that, I would like to meet the four guys that have kept you the same cheeky bastard you used to be." she joked reaching over the bench and gently tweaking his nose before chuckling lowly. "Strange man, very strange. If twelve year olds had me on their walls I wouldn't sleep at night." she admitted truthfully before turning her head when a loud roaring cheer rose up through the silence. A group of men that were watching the game were slapping each other on the back and laughing.

"Quite a few people like my new change... especially my mother..." she shuddered at the memories of her mother taking her clothes shopping and buying her the lowest cut shirts and tightest skirts. "I never want to go shopping with her again, very embarrassing in a lingerie shop, so very, very embarrassing." Birdie laughed giving the male a small shimmy before speaking again, "Yes but it is rather annoying when they can't actually meet my eyes. I am always reminding them that my eyes are on my face and not my chest. Harry I always have time for you, even if I had a line of fifty men here right now I would still have time for you my dear boy," she smiled before hearing her name. Turning she saw Roger was after another pint. "One sec," with that she grabbed the older mans glass before filling it up again. "Have a good one Rog," she smiled before walking back to the green eyed male who waited so patiently for her.

Harry smiled as he looked into the dark brown eyes that were like a comfort blanket to him, Birdie's eyes and smile were so familiar that he instantly felt at ease seeing them. "Trust me darling, no one could take my cheekiness away. I was born like this and everyone loves how cheeky I am," He sent her a dimple showing grin before he shrugged his shoulders, "Those twelve year old's are the reason that I can travel the world and sing." He did find it a little strange but he did the same thing when he was growing up, his walls were filled with posters and pictures of famous people. Hearing the loud cheer he glanced over his shoulder to see the men celebrating, a team had obviously gotten a goal.

Harry's right brow lifted as he listened to how Birdie felt when her Mother dragged her shopping, "She was just trying to help. But if you wanted a lingerie shopping partner, I'll make time for you." He said cheekily as he just couldn't help it, she mentioned the lingerie store first. "If a man can't look into your eyes than he isn't worth you're time, besides who wouldn't want to look into those beautiful eyes. You'd be blind if you didn't," He told her honestly and he really did mean it, he didn't want Birdie to be around men like that although a lot of men were like that. All men loved women's boobs and Birdie had amazing ones, but that didn't mean that's the only body part that should get attention. "Good because I wouldn't let you go after any man before I get your attention and time," He nodded his head lightly as she had to serve a customer, he drank more of his own beer while he waited. Harry was so happy that she didn't have a line of men hanging around her, he wanted to spend as much time with her as he could.

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Abigail blushed at her boyfriend's complement as a wide smile appeared across her face, she did love it when Liam gave her complement because she knew that he meant every single word. She sat down on the chair that he had pulled out for her, he was always such a gentleman which is just another thing that she loved about him. "I haven't really been up to that much, I think Ian is going to give me a pay rise though. He's been hinting about it for weeks now and I'm the best worker that he has, but I don't want to get my hopes up." She told him as she tried not to get excited about earning more money for all the hard work she does, she knew that if she did let herself get excited and it wasn't her than she'd be crushed.

Her blue eyes focused on her handsome boyfriend who she loved more than anything, but annoyance quickly formed on her face. "I received a wedding invitation from Kate and Simon," She rolled her pretty eyes at the thought, Liam knew all about her old best friend Kate who started dating Simon while he was still dating Abigail. "I really don't know why they bother, I haven't talked to them for years." She said as she wasn't planning on going, although she wasn't angry with them anymore she still didn't want to be around them. They weren't good people in her life so she got rid of them, then she met Liam and everything changed in her life for the better. He made her so happy, she's never been so happy before and it's all to due with him. "I've missed this, I've missed having you around." She admitted to him sweetly and even though she could tag along with him when he was working, she felt like she'd get in the way and she didn't want that.

Liam took his seat opposite Abigail smiling when she blushed, she really was stunning even when her cheeks were flaming red with bashfulness. When she mentioned her boss giving her a pay check the male couldn't be happier, she deserved it. Abigail was always working hard for the respect she deserved and hearing that a pay rise was in the works was excellent news.

"Well that's good, you deserve it. You work yourself to the bone and it is about time he noticed you deserved more then what you have." the look of happiness disappeared only to be replaced with annoyance and Liam instantly became worried as to what had caused it. However he knew as soon as she mentioned Kate and Simon. The brown haired male agreed with his girlfriend he couldn't understand why they would send her an invite to their wedding. One, because she of course hadn't spoken to them in years and second, the two were sneaking around behind her back and fucking. He thought it was rude and it was simply a slap in the face. Almost as if they were trying to bring up the past again and rub it in her face. "Maybe we should go, just to show her how much your life has changed since you moved on." he joked even though he kinda wanted to rub it in their face that she had moved on and became a better person, a happier person. "I have missed this as well. More then anything I missed hearing your voice and seeing your smile... wow that sounded better in my head," the male felt his cheeks heating at his embarrassment at how cheesy that sounded.

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Birdie stood before Harry, "Right where did we get too?" she thought over for a second before she remembered. "Ah yes... you said you would come bra shopping with me," she said playfully smiling at the male. "Now Mister Styles, I don't know what you have been told about bra shopping but I can assure it is not fun... I mean. It's the worst getting sized up and some woman is fondling my boobs telling you what the best bra would be before bringing a selection for you to try on... it's not fun. I would rather go grocery shopping and everyone knows how boring that is." Bridie didn't miss the cheeky smile that spread across the males face. "Oh stop smiling you cheeky bastard." she couldn't help but chuckle. "How about we grab lunch sometime? Much better then talking to you through a curtain while I struggle with the clasp of a bra."

The brunette's attention was pulled away from the singer when the sound of an old tune leaked through the juke box. Looking up she saw Stewart stood at the juke box a large grin spread across his face. The football seemed to have finished and the men were just talking to one and other.

"My Maiden!" Stewart called over the sound. Birdie couldn't help but smile at the gentle older man. Stewart had been a local at the bar for years and he and Birdie had formed a friendship he had become like an uncle to her. He had stood up for her whenever drunk men began hurtling abuse at her for not serving them, he had even physically pulled them out if they threatened her. Stewart was in his late fifties early sixties, greying black hair, blue eyes and a warm smile. He had given her the name 'My Maiden." simply because both of them enjoyed the tale of Robin Hood and Maid Marian. "Come and dance," he called to her smiling warmly. Birdie turned her attention back to Harry.

"I will be back soon," she smiled before climbing over the bar. A few of Stewarts friends cheered as she walked over to him. The older man had been the one to teach her to dance, the brunette had always been interested in learning but too shy to do so. However Stewart had other ideas he had given her lessons when the pub was closed and now she was confident enough to dance with him for one song every other night. "Hey Stewart," she greeted before taking his hand and the two began to move around the floor smiling and laughing.

Harry couldn't stop the cheeky grin that was plastered across his face, even his cheeks were becoming slightly sore by how much and how long he was smiling. But Birdie had always brought out the best in him, he could always be himself and not worry about her or anyone else judging him. It meant more to him now than it did when they were younger and still in school, "If you don't like a woman fondling your boobs. Then I guess I could help you in that department, I could also help you with the clasp. I might as well just be in the change room with you," He spoke like he would be doing her such a huge favor, but then he wiggled his thick brows at her in a suggestive way.

"I'd love to grab lunch with you, Miss Alexander." He told her and he couldn't wait to spend more time with her, they still had so much to catch up on and talk about. He wanted to tell her everything that he had done and he'd listen intently to her as she told him about her life, but she was again taken away from him when an older man called her away. Harry turned on the bar stool so he could watch Birdie and the man dance together in time with the song, the smile never left his face as he watched how Birdie moved. Her feet moved to the music while her hips swayed, why she wasn't beating men back with a stick was beyond him. She was even more gorgeous now that she had embraced her body and went more natural, she was being herself completely and Harry had always found that attractive in women.

His green eyes crinkled a little as he laughed softly to himself, he continued to sip his beer as he watched Birdie closely. Finishing high school did her a world of wonders and it was obvious to anyone, she had found herself once all the pressures were taken off her shoulders and she couldn't be anymore beautiful to Harry. Once the song moved to the next one, Harry put his beer back on the bar and clapped his hands loudly and even cheered for Birdie.

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Abigail smiled at her boyfriend, "Thank you. I just hope that I'm getting the pay rise, but if I don't then I'll still be happy for whoever does get it." She knew it would upset her if her boss gave the pay rise to someone else, but that wouldn't last long because she'd be so happy for the other person. Her time would come eventually so she'd just have to wait for it, things happened for a reason or at least she believed so. A perfect example was if she continued to date Simon, she never would have met Liam and she wouldn't be as happy as she was now. She loved her life and wouldn't change a thing, she knew how lucky she was to have Liam because girls were always throwing themselves at him but he always came back to her and never paid attention to other girls.

"I'm sure he has already noticed how hard that I work, I love working there so I don't mind working myself to the bone." She didn't think that she did work that hard, but she guessed at times than it could seem like that to Liam. Her blue eyes focused on her boyfriend, "I'd only ever go to show you off. I'm sure their just trying to be nice and trying to make things right, I'm not angry at them anymore. I have more to focus on now and you made that happen," She told him as it was the truth, he has not only made her so happy but he's shown her how true love is.

Reaching across the table she took his warm hand into her own, "I love it when you get cheesy. I never want any of that to stay inside your head," Abigail smiled watching Liam's face turn red this time, it made her feel warm inside and gave her stomach butterflies when he said cheesy things to her and she wouldn't have it any other way. She kept their hands together as the waitress stepped over to their table, Abigail took a quick look at the fancy menu before she ordered a seafood pasta that sounded delicious and a diet coke as she felt like treating herself. She smiled as she admired how handsome Liam was as he told the waitress his order, "I love you so much." She told him once the waitress had walked off to put their orders into the kitchen, she had never loved anyone so much before.

(I AM SO SORRY FOR TAKING THIS LONG MY MUSE FOR MY ROLEPLAYS UP AND LEFT ::hugs:)

"You astound me Abbi, how you are so carefree, if I was you I would still be seething over what Simon did, but then again if you have someone as amazing as me in your life it would make it hard to stay mad at the arsehole that hurt me when I was too busy being showered in cheesy comments and romantic gestures," the male smiled winking at the young woman. "But lets be real it would be funny to see their reactions if you rocked up with me... not to toot my own horn but two sexy people in the room, it would implode... surely..."

Liam squeezed Abigail's hand tightly even though his cheeks were flaming from how cheesy he was. The brunette was so happy to have her in his life, she had been the light at the end of the tunnel after his terrible breakup from Sophia, she had been his reason to keep going, to move forward with his life and he wouldn't have it any other way.

When the waitress appeared at their table he ordered a steak and a cold Corona, as the waitress nodded and walked off he turned his attention back to Abigail, lifting her hand to his lips he pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles, "I love you to Abbi. So very much."

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Birdie hugged Stewart thanking him for the dance before walking back to the bar where the curly haired male waited, he was clapping loudly and she was certain he had cheered at one point. Standing before him she reached out and grabbed his beer taking a swig. "Thanks for the drink Haz," she smiled calling him by his nickname at school.

"Home time for you Birdie," turning her head the brunette saw that Bernie had appeared behind the counter to relieve her. Bernie, Bernard, was a twenty seven year old male with a punk-rock look, blue mohawk, piercings scattered around his face, both eye brows, snake bites, septum piercing and several in his ears.

"Thanks Bernie," she smiled. "Can you chuck me my jacket behind there?" the male bent down and grabbed her black leather jacket throwing it at her before shooting a look at the curly haired male before looking at her quirking one of his brow before a smirk spread across his face.

"Have a fun night."

"I will," she shot him a wink before grabbing Harry's hand and walking away from the bar, he didn't need to know that nothing was happening between Harry and her. The two stepped outside and she quickly shrugged into her jacket and began walking home.

"So..." she began.

(No, that's completely fine. Don't worry about it, )

Harry grinned when Birdie pulled him out of the bar before they started to walk along the street, "We aren't going to walk right? The night is still early and my car is right there," He pointed his finger to where his car was parked on the street, "Let's go somewhere." He suggested to her as he wasn't ready to say goodbye to her just yet, he didn't care what they did as long as he could spend time with the beauty walking beside him.

"You know that you want to hang out with me, I can see it on your face." He grinned as he turned to look at Birdie, he couldn't stop admiring how beautiful she was. She was being herself and that really shone through now, it added to how beautiful she was and Harry always found confidence in a women to be one of the sexiest things ever.

He stepped closer to Birdie and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, making her come to a stop once they reached his car. "I promise to be a gentleman, well I'll try my hardest to be one for you." He looked at her with his normal cheeky grin plastered across his face, he looked at her hopeful as he waited to for her answer.

He hoped that she would agree with him, he wouldn't mind if they went to her place and had some drinks and food. He'd never refuse food if it was offered to him.

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Abigail smiled widely as she listened to her boyfriend's voice, he was right. It had taken her a long time to get over what Simon did to her, but she had dealt with it and now she has Liam in her life. She didn't need anyone else or to hold onto all the pain that she had felt once, she would love to see everyone's faces if she did take Liam to the wedding with her but she still wasn't planning on going.

"I don't want to take away any attention from the bride and groom, that would be horrible if we did that. I'm sure I'll have another chance to show you off," She smiled at him warmly as she knew he was the one for her, she couldn't be any happier so she didn't need to go back into the past when her future with Liam was so bright.

Feeling his lips press kisses to her knuckles sent butterflies into her stomach, she still found it hard to believe that Liam wanted to be with her. To date her and be her best friend, she was the luckiest girl in the whole world.

"I'm so lucky to have you in my life, I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend or a better life." Abigail looked across the table at her amazing boyfriend tenderly, "If you behave then you may get lucky tonight." She grinned rather cheekily at him.

@ sugarplum.
A cheeky smile spread across the males face when Abigail mentioned getting lucky tonight, "Well I will be on my best behaviour if that is the reward I get!" he stated he sat back but he still held her hand the two sat in silence before their dinner appeared being placed down in front of the two of them.

"A toast," Liam began lifting his glass of champagne, "To the most beautiful girl who means the world to me." the two clinked their glasses before taking a sip and tucking into their meals. Liam's hand drifted to the pocket of his dress pants where he felt the blue felt box. Looking up his dark brown eyes watched the woman in front of him as she ate before he looked down at his meal. He was too nervous to eat.

He had been waiting for so long and he wasn't sure he would be able to wait much longer, however when Abigail looked up at him arching one of her brows he chuckled before turning his attention to his plate continuing to eat. Liam had to try and keep himself busy until 11:30 before taking Abigail to the place he wanted to pop the question.

Quickly glancing at his watch he saw that it was 8 already, three and a half hours to keep her entertained. He could do this!

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Birdie was pulled to a stop when the curly haired male wrapped his arms around her shoulders, arching one of her brows she thought about it before shrugging her shoulders she had the day off tomorrow and it had been ages since she had seen Harry and they had so much to catch up on.

"Alright, one dick move and I am not going to be sorry for what happens," she stated truthfully. She looked at the male, Harry had always been a looker but now that he was older he had become so much more, she didn't know if it was because of the fame or what but she liked it. And she had a feeling she was going to enjoy spending time with the male.

Harry rolled his eyes playfully, "There won't be any dick moves. I'm not a dick, so I don't even know any moves. Although I do have a nice one," He grinned cheekily as he gave Birdie a wink, he just couldn't help himself as she had mentioned a dick first so he just continued on. He smiled as he took Birdie over to where his car was parked on the street, he wanted to take her to a nice place that he had been to before with the guys a couple of times. It was a nice bar, he didn't want to take her to a club as he still wanted to catch up with her.

He unlocked his car and held open the passenger side door for her, "There you go darling." He smiled shutting the door once Birdie was inside, he made his way around the car before climbing inside. He started the engine and pulled onto the street, the bar wasn't far from where they were so it wasn't long before he was parking his car once again and helping Birdie out even though she didn't need it. He still wanted to charm and impress her, so he'd be the perfect gentleman.

"Let's go beautiful," Harry smiled as he let Birdie wrap her arm around his, he took her straight into the bar and find a table that was more towards the back and was somewhat private. He held out the chair for her before he took his own across from her, "I never thought I'd find you working in a bar." He admitted to her as it was true, but he was glad that she had changed into the person she was now. She was herself and it was obvious she was finally happy in herself.

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Abigail couldn't stop the blush from forming on her cheeks, "I'm sure you will behave now." She smiled as she continued to hold onto Liam's hand, and her blush only got worse when he toasted her. She clinked her glass with his before sipping the champagne, "You really are the biggest softy" She smiled tenderly before she quickly begun to eat the delicious food, that was before she noticed Liam wasn't eating his. "Are you okay?" She asked him as she wanted him to enjoy their date just as much as she was, "You can share mine if you don't want your's." She offered him even though his meal looked amazing.

She always did put Liam and all her loved one before herself, it was just how she was and how she always had been. She did however stretch her leg under the table and tenderly touched Liam's leg, she was glad that the table had a long tablecloth that didn't quite brush the floor but it still gave them some private if they did want to play some footsie. She really had no idea what her boyfriend was planning, she just thought this was a nice romantic date which Liam always liked to treat her to when he had the chance.

"You'll have to let me plan the next date, you always take me out and I feel bad. I never take you out and treat you to something nice, like this." She looked at him after swallowing a mouthful of her dinner, she wanted to be the best girlfriend he has ever had although he did seem more than happy with her.

@ sugarplum.
Liam had been staring at the female who was sitting in front of him. It was true the male could stare at her for hours and not get bored, plus his mind was wandering to the plans he had for the rest of the evening. When Abigail offered him her food he shook his head smiling before turning his attention to the dish in front of him and tucking in. The truth was though he was too nervous to eat. Anxiety was running through his body as he tried to eat his meal.

When Liam felt his partners foot on his leg he felt his cheeks flush, even though their legs were hidden more or less he couldn't help the way his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. PDA was still a little bit of a struggle for him but he was most certainly not complaining at the way her foot ran up the length of his shin and rested on his knee.

"That sounds perfect," he agreed as he took a sip of his wine. The rest of the meal went by rather quickly and before he knew it he was paying the bill and they were leaving. As they walked out of the building Liam wrapped his arm around Abigail's shoulder pulling her close.

"Come on, I got somewhere else we have to go." he pressed a kiss to the top of her head as they walked along.

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Birdie rolled her eyes at the mention of the curly haired male's penis, "Still as charming as ever Mister Styles." she couldn't help but giggle as the two walked across the road toward his car. She was surprised by his chivalry, he had always been one for curtesy but because it had been a while since Birdie had met someone like that and it was refreshing.

"Why thank you good sir," with that she jumped into the car and made herself comfortable, she looked around the car and saw how spacious the car was, as she looked around the car she noticed how tidy it was. Not like her car that had paper wrappings everywhere. It was definitely a nice change up. Harry got into his car and started the engine. The two took off and before Birdie even had a chance to strike up a conversation they were parking again.

"Of course darling," with that they walked into the building and bee-lined for the back. Harry held out her seat again, sitting down she waited for the male to take his seat in front of her.
"Yeah believe me working in a bar was not the idea I had. It was simply a job to get me ready for uni but lets be real that never happened. I never seemed to have enough money got get what I needed for uni so here I am Bar Bitch... what about you mister superstar? Never imagined you would be jet setting across the world in a world famous band."

@ Bangarang!

Harry looked at her as they sat at the table together, “I never thought this would happen to me either. But I wouldn’t change a single thing, this has always been my dream.” He smiled as he spoke because he was so proud of everything he has done, “I wouldn’t call you a bar bitch. Isn’t there anything that you want to do with your life? What’s your dream?” He asked as he looked at her, there had to be something she could see herself doing and loving.

Everyone had to have a dream for their life and he wanted to know what her’s was, she couldn’t just keep working at the bar for the rest of her life. Not that there wasn’t anything wrong with that, but she deserved to have more for herself.

Catching sight of the bartender, he signalled that he wanted to order two beers for them. “And we both knew this would happen for me, I was always a star.” He smiled as he was only joking, he never thought this would happen to him.

But he couldn’t have been happier that it did, he was making all his dreams come true because right now it was easier for him. He had the money and the time, but not everyone was like that. Birdie didn’t have the luck that he had for now, so if he could do anything to help her then he was going to do it.

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Abigail usually wasn’t this open about PDA, but the tablecloth was long enough to hide their legs so she didn’t mind as much. Dinner was extremely nice and relaxing between them, it finished after they had eaten and finished off their drinks. She walked out with Liam and leaned into his body when his arm wrapped around her shoulders, “Oh yeah? Are you going to give me any hints?” She asked even though she knew what his answer would be, he wouldn’t give her any hints so it would all remain a surprise for her.

They stood there waiting for their car to be brought around, she hoped the movie wasn’t a sad one because she didn’t want her makeup to run. But knowing what he was like, he wouldn’t take her to a sad movie because he knew how easy it was for her to cry. Once the assistant parked Liam’s car in front of them, she smiled when her amazing boyfriend held the door open for her and she climbed inside after thanking him.

She placed her seatbelt across her body and relaxed in the warm car, she looked over at Liam when he also climbed in. “I love you so much,” She told him tenderly as she reached over and rested her hand on his thigh, she was the luckiest girl in the entire world.

Liam had a quick look at his watch, it was seven, the movie started at quarter past. He had fifteen minutes to get the the theatres before their movie began. Quickly he started the engine.

"I love you too! So much!" with that he revved the engine a little and took off not wanting to be late for the movie. As they drove through the town his thoughts kept lingering to what he was going to do after the movie, the movie went for roughly two hours which would take it to quarter passed nine and he had until just before midnight to do what he wanted to do. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his face as he thought about it.

He had it planed, he was going to take her to the London Eye, and five minutes before the clock struck twelve he was going to get down on one knee as for her hand and then as soon as it hits midnight he has organised for a show of fireworks to light up the sky. It was big and it was bold but he knew it was going to work.

"You ready for our movie?" he asked turning his head slightly to look at her, he was taking her to see The Legend of Tarzan something she had been wanting to see for a while now and he himself was excited to see it as well.

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Birdie thought about what he asked him rolling her eyes when the male said he was always a star. As she watched the bar man pull two schooners of beer she began to speak.

"No laughing, but I kind of always wanted to be a model..." she admitted however even though the brunette was confident in her body she knew there was no way she was going to be a model. A plus-sized model maybe but that was very slim chance plus she had grown used to working at the bar plus she had so many friends there she wasn't sure if she could leave. "But I couldn't be a Victoria Secret model because I am a little bit thicker than them. But I would love to walk out on stage with music blaring dressed in beautiful clothing. The women always look so beautiful... I mean I am sexy as hell with my voluptuous figure but..." she trailed off as her drink was placed in front of her thanking the male she took a long pull of the amber liquid.