Asked out

New Yorkers

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New Yorkers.

“So who came up with the name?” Liam was swinging his arms. I was telling him the story of the formation of our band. I honestly wanted to tell him that it was all me, but if he told Taylor would probably kill me in my sleep.

“I can't tell.” I mumbled into my sleeve. New York was fucking cold at night!

“What was that ?” He nudged me a little.

“You have to promise me you won't tell.” I stopped him as we walked to get pizza for Taylor and Niall.

“So it wasn't Taylor.” He bit down on his lip. “And Eve’s too stupid to come up with things like that.”  He scratched the back of his head. “It was you wasn't it.”

“Mmmm.” I covered my whole face. Why am I getting embarassed now! Of all times.

“Thats fantastic!” I swear his did a little jump as he exclaimed that. “You're like the genius behind the band.” He blinked a few times. “The press lied!” He threw his hands in the air and I quickly clamped my hand over his mouth giggling.

“Shhh.” I giggled. “Thats a secret, and you better keep it.”

“Rhyming I see? I bet you write all the song too.” I looked down. “Mother of God! YOU DO.” He let out a large sigh. “I'll keep your secret.” He smirked. I knew he wouldn't tell. “But.” He put his index finger up. “You owe me something at a later date.”

“Thats not fair!”

“Its totally fair.” He pulled out his phone. “Say I owe you one Liam.”

“Ughh.” I huffed. “I owe you one Liam.”

“Great!” He lowered his phone. “I got it on video.”

“DELETE IT!”

“Never.”

“I’ll steal your phone and delete it myself.” I reached out for it and he pulled it away.

“Is that a threat?”

“Maybe.” I giggled and tried to get it, but he pulled it away again. In the middle of pulling it back, it rang.

“Its Niall.” He read the caller ID. “Hello?” He blinked a few times as Niall told him something. “Calm down, Jesus.” He sighed. “We’ll hurry.” He bit his lower lip. “Bye.” He hung up. “We have to hurry, Taylors getting ansy. I'm pretty hungry too.”

“Where are Eve and Louis?” I noticed I hadn't heard about them in a while. Liams face turned white. “Liam?”

“I have an Idea, but we need to get the pizza.” We started walking again.

“Would you like to tell me?”

He coughed. “Lou said something about getting in her pants.”

“OH!” I nearly choked on air. “Are you serious?”

Liam wiggled his eyebrows. “Are you too nervous to talk about sex Kim?” He raised them.

“Im perfectly fine, if I do say so myself.” I placed a hand on my hip.

“Good, wouldn't want you to be a nervous wreck again.” He seemed content with his answer.

“AGAIN?” He laughed at my outburst. He was definitely waiting for it. See when Liam and I hang out, he tries his best to make me freak out. Thats how are friendship is, we bug each other to the point where someone nearly freaks out. I usually am the one freaking out though, Liam does a fantastic job hiding his feelings to me, and basically everyone. His feeling are cooped up like a chicken in a coop. Did I really just make that metaphor? I'm so stupid. I laughed out loud after a few seconds of silence.

“What?” He had a big goofy smile on his face.

“Nothing.”

“Tell meeeeee.”

“No.” I wiped my hand on his face, only to be licked by him.

“EW!” I wiped it off on him. “Li?”

“Yeah?”

“Why has no one bugged us for photos yet?”

“Because no ones outside? I mean seriously there is no one here.”

“Its late, New Yorkers like sleep.”

“Or they are all at parties and bars.”

“Yeah.” I laughed quietly. “That too.” We walked inside the pizzeria, we actually found a little italian one closer that was open. “I don't even think Taylor likes pizza.”

“Neither do I. Niall told me one time they went out to get it and she had a few bites, claimed it tasted bad and then got pasta.”

“Did Niall eat it?”

He laughed. “Of course he did! He’s Niall.”

“Next!”

“Oh thats us.” Liam walked up to the counter. “We’ll take a large pie to go.”

“Ok give me ten minutes, I need a name.”

“Liam.”

“Thank you.” Liam and I walked over to one of the little tables and sat. “This will be like real real New York pizza right?”

“Of course, all those businesses like Dominos is fake shit.” The bell rang to the little store and in came a group of kids around, say, 16 years old. The girls were dressed as whores, short underwear shorts and a tight fitting top.

“Ew.” Liam said under his breath, I shot him a smile. We both knew they were gross. The boys they were with seemed happy, but they were just your average everyday boy. T Shirt or tank top and basketball shorts.

We watched them as they ordered. “We’ll take three pies, one with pepperoni the others plain.”

“Okay, it will be about 15 minutes, can I have a name?”

“15 minutes!” One of the taller girls stomped her foot. “Thats too long, no one waits that long.”

“Those two over there do.”

“Shit.” The whole group of kids looked over at us.

“Holy Shit!” A redhead stood forward. “Your Liam Payne!”

He nodded his head.

“Can I have an autograph?”

“Yeah, do you have anything?”

“You can sign my phone case.” She handed her phone to him and he signed it on the back. “Thank you! If only you were Harry.” She looked at me. “Your Kim Stykes!”

“Yeah I-”

“Tell Taylor I’m her biggest fan and I totally ship her and Niall.” One of the girls laughed behind her.

“You look so small, its no reason they always hide you in the back.” Liams hand balled up on the table. “I mean you’re useless to the band, absolutely completely useless.” I just put my head down. What else am I supposed to say?

“We’re going.” Liam stood up. He walked up to the counter. “Is it done yet?”

“Yeah. I’ll go put it in a box. Its 7 50.” I placed a ten dollar bill on the counter and the man came back to us. He gave the pie to Liam and we both started to walk out. “Don't you want change?”

“You can keep it.”

At least I’m the only nice on in the band.