Just Friends in Birmingham (Liam Payne + One Direction)

A Friend in Birmingham

First publishing on Wattpad. Be gentle, lol.

Reagan's POV

It's December 1st. Twenty-four days until Christmas Day. Being bored as all hell can be and here I am waiting for anything to happen. Waiting for something to peak my interests. Something to make me get up out of bed, take a shower, and officially start a well-productive day. Maybe call up my best friend since forever and have a Doctor Who marathon, or always my favorite, The Inbetweeners. Oh yeah, that's super productive. Not!

Or maybe I should go out on a date. Yeah, right. Every guy I meet, turns into one of those guy friends that you end up playing Madden, FIFA '14, Assassin's Creed, or even NBA 2K-whatever year with or giving relationship advice to. Or more recently, the crying shoulder for them. Basically, I'm one of the guys. Not that I'm complaining, because it's awesome to have males in your life as just friends. The truly nice ones. For example, they give you relationship and boy advice for free. And I hardly ever need that haha. They give you rides when you're bumming it, for free. They even compliment you when you've dolled yourself up for whatever reason, and expect nothing in return. You just have to pick and choose the right ones obviously.

Two hours that I've been awake, and I have not made any progress to get out of my bed.

I slowly and groggily sit up, stretch my arms, while arching my back and finally remove my comforter from body and stand up. I grab a towel from double-door closet, and proceed to make my way to the bathroom. Flipping up the light switch, I leave the bathroom door open and set my towel down on the sink. I step out of the bathroom back into my room, and retrieve my samsung tablet to play music so I can not-so-gracefully "sing" at the top of my lungs. I gently tap on my Justin Bieber category, while walking back to get into the shower. All That Matters begins to play, while I turn on the shower and strip and take off everything including my class ring. I open up the glass shower door and step under hot water and close the door back. I close my eyes, lean my under the water and begin to cleanse my body head to toe with my Victoria's Secret exfoliating body wash. I love this stuff. I exhale after taking in the sweet aroma of strawberries and champagne.

Knock. Knock. Knock!

My head whips around, and I'm resilient to open my eyes, trying not to get soapy water in them. I'm facing the glass door, making sure I'm not paranoid and hearing things. But that would be weird if someone or something knocked on one of the doors, of my home. I think to myself. I rinse my body, before turning the water off. Opening the shower door and grabbing the white cotton towel, I wrap it around my body and turn the volume down on Justin's tune. Being the cautious person I am, I decide to tour my flat and check it out for unwanted visitors. I open up my bedroom door, scream my head off, as I came face to face with him. An unsuspected guest.

'Liam.' I sighed and said more to myself but he takes it as a normal greeting.

'Hello Reagan' he smiled warmly down at me. That childish smile of his is a killer. Something I'm sure his current girlfriend can't get enough of. I smiled back.

'When did you get back?' I inquired.

'Ahaha. Well hello to you. I've missed you too, babe.' He said with a laugh during his little sarcastic statement.

'We already said hello Liam, jeez.' I laughed along.

'You knew what I meant. How come you like to tease me so much?' Haha he's so funny when I dont let him get way with stuff like that.

'Just lucky I guess.' A big playful grin on my face. 'How come you like to sneak your way into my house?'

He stared coldly at me for a few seconds before his right eyebrow rose high on his forehead like Dwayne Johnson.