Same Name- Liam Gallagher X OC

chapter 2: a note

Liam's heart raced with anticipation as he entered the glass doors of the marketing firm, his mind still filled with thoughts of the enigmatic stranger who had helped him moments ago. He couldn't help but wonder about the tall man with the unibrow, who seemed to exude an aura of kindness and wisdom. There was something intriguing about him, something that lingered in Liam's thoughts like an unfinished melody.

Shaking off his musings, Liam approached the reception desk where a friendly receptionist greeted him with a warm smile. "Good morning! Welcome to Rockwell Marketing. How can I assist you today?"

Liam returned the smile, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "Thank you. I'm Liam, the new hire. I'm here for my first day."

The receptionist checked her computer screen and nodded. "Ah, yes, Liam. We've been expecting you. Your supervisor, Sarah, will be here shortly to show you to your workstation. In the meantime, feel free to make yourself comfortable in the waiting area."

Liam settled into one of the plush chairs, his mind still preoccupied with the mysterious encounter from earlier. He absentmindedly sorted through his belongings, ensuring that everything was in order. That's when he noticed a small slip of paper tucked between his notebook pages. Curiosity piqued, he pulled it out.

Written on the paper was a phone number accompanied by a simple yet captivating note: "Liam Gallagher." The name resonated with familiarity, evoking memories of a legendary musician. But this Liam Gallagher was different. This Liam Gallagher had a face that had caught Liam's attention—a face that he couldn't seem to forget.

A mix of intrigue and confusion swirled within Liam as he contemplated the meaning behind the enigmatic note. Was it a coincidence? Or was it an intentional gesture from the kind stranger he had met earlier? The only way to find out was to take a leap of faith and make the call.

As the day unfolded, Liam tried to focus on his work, but his mind kept wandering back to the tall man with the unibrow. His thoughts were accompanied by vivid memories of their brief encounter—the kindness in the stranger's eyes, the infectious laughter, and that distinct twinkle that danced within.

Throughout the day, Liam found himself stealing glances at the phone number, contemplating whether he should reach out. He wondered what conversations they could have, what stories they could share. Something within him urged him to take a chance, to step outside his comfort zone.

Finally, unable to resist the intrigue any longer, Liam discreetly slipped out his phone and dialed the mysterious number. The sound of ringing filled his ears, and with each passing second, his heart quickened its pace. Would the stranger answer? Would they even remember him?

Just as Liam began to think that perhaps it was a mistake, a voice, smooth and comforting, filled his ears. "Hello?"

Liam took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "Hi, um, this is Liam. We met earlier today outside the marketing firm. You left me a note with this number."

There was a momentary pause, and then the familiar deep voice responded. "Ah, Liam! Of course, I remember. I hoped you would call. How has your first day been?"

A wave of relief washed over Liam, replaced by a newfound excitement. The conversation flowed effortlessly, as if they were old friends catching up after years apart.