Guess Who's Got Mail? (One Direction)

Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

“He wants to meet you today?” Liam asked as he took a bite of a hotdog. He and I ‘bumped into’ each other at a store that sold the best hotdogs in the city. I was excited and nervous at the same time about meeting GB152. So here I am, pouring my thoughts out at Liam.

“Today.” I said, smiling brightly.

“Wow.” He said, smiling at me too.

“I know.” I agreed and took a sip of my drink. “At Central park.”

“Well that would mean he’s a West sider.” Liam said, picking up his hotdog and soda can so we could go.

“Isn’t that amazing? Maybe I’ve seen him and didn’t even know it!” I said while doing the same and stepping out of the hot dog place.

“You could’ve seen him every day and not know it was him.” Liam said, thinking out loud with me.

“It’s very possible.” I said. “He could be anybody.”

“He could be that guy right there.” He said, pointing to a guy who passed holding a bouquet of roses. “And those flowers are for you.”

“Hey, it could be the Louis.” He suggested as we walked home.

“No, it couldn’t be.” I said, shaking my head.

“It could.” He insisted, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.

“Cut it out.” I said, laughing. I’m pretty sure it isn’t Louis. I have a gut feeling.

 “What if it was one of us?” Liam said, widening his eyes in realization. Oh my God! He was right. What if? I wasn’t prepared to know if it was one of them!

“You’re messing with my head.” I said, covering my ears to block out his words.

“You know sometimes I wonder.” He said, walking ahead then turning to face me.

“What?” I asked him.

“If I hadn’t been in One Direction and you hadn’t been Tom Parker’s daughter and you and I just met.”

 “I know.” I said as I thought about it too.

He nodded and put on a thoughtful look. “I would’ve asked for your number.”

“And I wouldn’t be waiting for twenty-four hours to call you up saying ‘Hey, how about some coffee?’. You know, drinks or uh… dinner.” Liam added. Based on his serious look, he wasn’t joking. “Or a movie.”

Is he saying what I think he’s saying? He’s actually telling me if we weren’t well us, he would’ve been...

Oh my, this is a lot to take in.

“Liam…”

“Then you and I would never have been at war. And the only thing we’d fight about is what movie we’d watch on a Saturday night.” He said, studying me for my reaction.

I felt my lips curl into a teeny tiny smile at the thought and said, “Well, who fights about that?

“Some people.” Liam said. “Not us.”

“We would never.” I said.

Liam gave me a half smile as he said, “If only.”

“I got to go.” I said, getting ready to walk away but he held my arm.