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Requested: Yeah, I kinda strayed a little (a lot), (italics are clips from the video)
Warnings: Language haha
Summary: Liam and his significant other take a trip down memory lane for a video.
W.C. 3428
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It was two in the morning. My phone should not be ringing. Rolling over and answering it without looking at the ID, "Well, someone better be dying."
"I'm dying," the voice, who I was able to recognize as Liam, laughed on the other end. "Okay, I'm not dying."
"Could've had me fooled," I mumbled, burying my face into my pillow while keeping the phone to my ear. "Not that I'm upset that you called, well kind of actually, but what do you want?"
"Oh, do you not want me to call you?" He teased back.
"I do just not at two in the fucking morning, Liam," I complained, "Especially when I had an alarm set at three for my flight. I'm not going back to sleep now, so I hope you're happy with yourself."
"I'll keep you company," He chuckled. "I was mainly calling because I wanted to make sure you were still coming this week."
"You couldn't have called me a couple of days ago?" I accused. I didn't let him respond as I continued ranting, getting increasingly louder as I progressed. "Or yesterday? Or last night? Or fucking texted me because it is two in the morning?!"
"I mean, a reasonable time to call you would've been mid-day or something for me and I was doing car stuff," He explained calmly, knowing that I was just moody because he woke me up too early. "I'm sorry."
"You're lucky you're cute," I grumbled, immediately switching the call to a FaceTime. "There, if you're going to make me stay awake, the least you could do is let me look at you."
"Glad you find my looks good enough to keep you awake," He joked.
"Anyways," I switched topics as I propped my phone up against the headboard, so I could use my hands to hold my head up, "I know you did not just call me to ask if I was still coming. What's up?"
"Just wanted to make sure because the Red Bull media team wants us to do a video for YouTube," He explained as he moved on his end to a corner of the trailer after being given the go-ahead to chill out until they went back to the hotel.
"But I'm not a driver?" I asked, confused as to why they would want me in the video.
"Never said you were, love," He chuckled again. "They want us to react to some videos."
"That makes me nervous," I replied with a nervous laugh. "Do I get to know what videos?"
