K go. Sorry j for the wait. Ilysm. The whole story is gonna be Jordan's POV so I don't feel the need to put it on each chapter bye.
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After about a week the initial awkwardness of texting Liam disappears. I still light up inside every single time I see his name illuminate my phone screen though. It makes me wonder how I even kept my cool when I asked him to sign my year book.
I click on the little button to open his message.
"So, j," after blushing by the apparent nickname he's given me I continue reading, "you should come by and hear my band practice today. :)) x"
British people and their x's, god damn. Kiss me in real life. Please.
I type up a quick, "of course! What time?" And press send.
I start to get ready, even though anxiety is majorly kicking in already. I throw on a pair of green skinny jeans and lace up my white supras. I shake my hair to one side and let it settle. I pick up a black t shirt and pull it over my torso, when I check my phone again, Liam's text pops up on screen.
"Round 4:30? My place. C ya then!"
He seriously just said "c ya".
It's only adorable when he does it.
Wait. It's already 3:54. I get to see him in less than 40 minutes.
Calm down Jordan.
Caaaaaalm down.
He's straight. You're friends.
At 4:15 I decide to leave the house and start walking to his. He only lives a few streets over thankfully. Then I realize I never texted him back. I pull out my phone and begin another text.
"Should be there in 15 minutes, what kind of music do you play?"
What if he plays something gross, like. Country. Or weird indie. Oh god. Please be normal.
Around 4:25 I can see Liam's house and his band mates (I suppose) and him are standing all around in his garage.
Oh god, nausea. What if his friends think I'm lame. Fuck fuck fuck. It's too late to turn around now.
Liam's text back vibrates in my pocket,
"You'll see. :P speaking of seeing things, I see you. :)"
Shit.
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Summer '09
FanfictionJordan always crushed hard for Liam, but he knows it's more than a crush. But Liam is your average high school boy, and who even knows if he likes guys. A summer spent in proximity to each other may prove to be a learning experience for the both of...
