Not Famous Yet?

3

I got home last night to find my phone completely blown up from text messages.

"Liam..." I groaned as I picked up my phone and scrolled through the spam he had sent me around an hour ago.

From: Liam-Payne
Hey! Where are you? I thought we were hanging out today!
1 hour ago

From: Liam-Payne
No! Seriously! Where are you? I wanted you to meet my friends!!! EMMA!!!
47 minutes ago

From: Liam-Payne
Oh, wait, you left a voicemail...
37 minutes ago

From: Liam-Payne
Well, that sucks. I was really looking forward to you meeting them... Jobs suck!
32 minutes ago

To: Liam-Payne
Well, I believe I'm done job hunting. If it's not too late maybe now?
Now

From: Liam-Payne
Hmm... Right now would be great! Lemme call the guys! I'm so excited! WOOP WOOP! I'll pick you up in 20! Just send me your address!
Now

To: Liam-Payne
That'd be great! Okay, see you in twenty, I'm pretty excited as well!!!

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I sent Liam my address and slipped on some skinny jeans, a white tank top, a plaid shirt to go over it, some vans, and some sunglasses.

I sat down on the couch and started playing angry birds in my phone.

"Dämmït! I swear! I hate this fücking game! My God!" I say, rather frustratedly, as slam my phone down onto the couch. I cross my legs, clench my jaw, and move my legs to a steady beat.

Liam better hurry... I thought while I waited impatiently for the giddy goof-ball.

The doorbell suddenly went off and my phone dinged. I flipped my phone over and read the message as I walked to the door to answer it.

From: Liam-Payne
I'm here.
Now

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I opened the door to see Liam standing there with a huge smile on his face, I swear, he acts like a kid sometimes...

"WOOP! You ready?! Let's go! Yeah!" He squeaked as he pumped his fist and jumped and skipped back to his car. I jumped into what I thought was the passengers side.

"Whhhhaaaatttt are ya doin'?" He questioned me, as I sat in the right side, and I stared up at him and he pointed to the dashboard. Of course.

"Oh, lol, honest mistake! I'm still set on America mode," I say as I scoot over and hold my hands up in defeat. Liam just chuckled and sat down and shut the door.

He started the car and turned on the music. He laughed at the song.

"What is so funny about this song?"

"Oh, nothing,"

"Something must be,"

"Well, I used to know the singer, but, we lost touch,"

"You knew Ed Sheeran?!"

"Yeah, one of my friends introduced me and we got pretty close, then, he became famous and we couldn't really talk anymore,"

"Oh, that's pretty sad,"

"Yeah, he was a pretty cool dude,"

"I imagine,"

"Here," Liam blurted out as he stopped in front of an apartment building, or, a flat complex as they would say here.

"Apartment? Cool,"