First vignette as it seems the motion has been approved :)

Bel, xx

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Secret
Liam Payne

      As I wait for Belle to come out of her room, I take the pocket watch out to check the time and make sure we’re not late. We have tickets for As You Like It in the Globe. She was dying to see it and I just had to call a few people and move my contacts to get the tickets, but it was worth it. When I showed her the tickets her face was a mixture of sheer incredulity and shock and happiness. And she tackled me in a hug and kissed my whole face after it so yeah, totally worth it.

But now she is a tad bit late.

“Belle, hurry up!” I call still watching the watch.

“I’m here,” she says from behind, startling me and making me cry out in surprise. “You are using the pocket watch I gave you?” she asks next, noticing the object in my hands.

“Yeah, of course. Always, since you gave it to me,” I tell her, remembering that Valentine’s Day when things got ugly. 

I reckon it is an unusual present and it really doesn’t match my style, but I wear it all the time, especially when she’s not around. It reminds me of her, I feel her closer. And it’s my good luck charm when I’m on stage.

“I— I didn’t think you would,” she confesses and I look at her puzzled.

“Why wouldn’t I? You gave it to me. It has always been precious and it makes me stand out,” I wink at her and she giggles a bit. “I really like it.”

“I gave it to you because it’s different. I know you like watches and I wanted to give you one that no one else would. I wanted that every time you saw it you’d think of me, I guess,” she says and I smile tenderly at her, touched by that confession after all this time. Suddenly, the present is even more special. “And,” she adds, taking the watch from my hands and then using the nail of her pinkie to open a secret compartment in the cap and I look at her impressed, especially when I see a picture of us there. 

“I didn’t know that!” I exclaim, flabbergasted, grabbing the watch again to see what’s inside. I love this picture and I can’t believe I’ve been carrying it all this time. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” she doesn’t reply, she just looks down and I can imagine why, I don’t need her to say it. It still hurts. “It doesn’t matter,” I add next. “I love it even more. This is really cool. Harry always wants to steal my watch but I tell him that he can’t get even one or he would betray his hipster soul.”

Belle just laughs out loud before standing on her toes and pecking my lips. “Glad you like it. Shall we go?” I just nod, closing the watch and shoving it back inside my pocket, then taking her hand and walking out her home.

Even when we are in the Globe I can’t wipe out the smile of my face.