His Olympian (Liam Payne)

Chapter 8

"Babe? Wake up. We're going running today."

"Five more hours." I mumble into the pillow.

"Don't make me get Louis up to wake you up." And with that, I shot up seeing a chuckling Liam.

"What time is it?" I grumble, my feet hitting the soft carpet.

"6:30." He shrugs.

"6:30? What the hell are we going to be doing?"

"Running five miles, coming back home, showering, then going on a date." He winks at me.

"Where?" I ask him groggily, rubbing my eyes.

"That, my love, I cannot tell you." He says and scurrries out the room. I roll my eyes and change into some basketball shorts and an UnderArmour tanktop. I slowly walk to the bathroom to brush my hair, wash my face, and brush my teeth. I bound down the stairs, greeted by Liam, wearing a clingy white V-Neck shirt and basketball shorts.

"Ready?" He asks. I sigh and nod my head, still tired.

"Let's go!" He smiles. We walk outside and see the almost-risen sun, peeking through the clouds. I take off running, leaving Liam behind. I snicker when he catches up to me.

"Aw, can Lili not handle running anymore?" I coo playfully.

"When did you become that fast?" He asks, sort of out of breath.

"Aw. You're just out of shape." I tell him, stopping to let him breathe.

"I am not out of shape!" He scoffs.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I tell him, shrugging.

"You know, you could be just a little bit less sarcastic." He grins at me playfully.

"Yes, because then the world would be complete." I smile, moving my hands in a circular form.

"You're cute." Liam says and pokes my belly.

"I know." I stand on my tip toes and peck his cheek.

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"Guys! and Girls!" I hear Zayn yell as soon as Liam and I walk in the door.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT, ZAYNIE?" I hear Hailey yell.

"PERRIE'S COMING OVER!" He screams. Oh my gosh, I get to meet Perrie Edwards from Little Mix!

"Hey, Liam? Can you at least tell me what I should wear?" I ask him trying to hide my excitment.

"Something casual." He winks. Hm. Just then the doorbell rings.

"I'LL GET IT!" Zayn runs to the door, almost tripping over the little step that leads up to it. He swings the door open and hugs a familiar, purple-haired girl.

It's Perrie freaking Louise Edwards. In my house. Along with my best friend, and One Direction. What a week this has been.

"Hailey, Darcey, meet Perrie." Zayn says and Perrie blushes.

"Hey, Perrie!" Hailey grins and waves.

"H-hi, Perrie." I stutter out. She chuckles.

"Hello, Darcey, Hailey." Perrie smiles warmly at us.

"Forgive her, Darcey's a huge fan of you." Hailey comes to my rescue. I only nod my head.

"That's wonderful! I actually was planning on rooting for you during the Olympics." Now it was my turn to blush.

"Really? That's, well, that's awesome!" I grin from ear to ear. I hear Liam chuckle, so I turn around and smack his abs.

"Don't break your hand there, love." He smirks and kisses my cheek. I glare up at him and stick my tongue out.