Flash Flood [Leigham One Shot]

Author's Note: If there's one thing you should know about me, its that I love old TV shows and movies. And I so happened to watch 'Blossom' yesterday and my favorite episode is when the characters, Six & Joey got stuck in a hotel together from a flash flood and it instantly made me want to do the exact same thing with Leigh and Liam, except I changed it around a bit. This is also a AU whereas Leigh-Anne & Liam are NOT famous. And Liam is already aware that Jordan and Leigh-Anne have problems in the story. Enjoy readers!

(Leigh-Anne)

 Whenever i'm feeling down or lonely, there were three things that made it all better. My beige quilt, junk food and re-runs of any 90's TV show I can find. And its safe to say, tonight those things are definitely going to be present. Jordan and I once again got into another fight and I was in no mood to deal with it. He went on about how I never spend enough time with him, but that's not true. It hurts to know that he thinks I don't put in an effort, when I have sacrifice a lot of things for him. And to hear him say that he cheated on me during "the break" we had last week just made me come to the conclusion to end this. I wasn't going to be made a fool of.

I stuffed my mouth with a Haribo gummy bear and let my eyes wandered back to my television screen, and chuckled at the episode of Martin. As I went to turn the volume up more, the phone started ringing.

"Ugh..Jordan." I muttered, getting up to get the house phone.

"What?" I spat out, sprawling my body on the bed. 

I was getting prepard to ignore any arguements he wanted to make with me.

"Uh, this is Leigh-Anne right?" A different voice said on the line, realization hitting me that it wasn't Jordan, it was Liam.

"Liam? What do you want?" I asked.

"I was on my way back home from Andy's and my car ended up breaking down." He explained.

"Did you try calling the boys?" I questioned.

"None of them are answering and I called the girls, and they aren't answering either." Liam replied.

I stomped my foot in frustration. I just broke up with my boyfriend and now I have to check on Liam. If there is one thing anyone can point out about Liam and I is the fact that we rarely talk. Mainly because he overheard me calling him a douchebag, and we've been down eachother's throats since then. This has to be the worst Sunday night ever. Not to mention the weather was pretty bad in Wolverhampton tonight.

"Where are you?" I grabbed a pen and paper, ready to write it down.

"Wait, you're actually going to help me?" He said in a shocking tone, making me roll my eyes.

"Just tell me the address to where you are, asshole." I told him.

He started to give me the address to a central hotel in Wolverhampton, and I quickly wrote it down on a piece of paper and hung up the phone, grabbing my car keys and hoodie.

-

I rubbed my hands on my arm and quickly started to make my way to the hotel door, hurriedly entering the building. There were a few people in the lobby, but it wasn't hard to point out Liam, who was leaning on the wall by the phone. I shook my head at him and started to make my way over there.

His eyes were closed and light snores were coming out of his mouth, as I tried not to make myself roll my eyes again. Liam was quite taller than me and I couldn't slap him, so might as well do something I can do. My foot went up and smacked down on his, making his eyes shoot open.