When You Live in London (One Direction Fan-Fic)

Chapter Nine - Match Maker Sarah

Sarah's POV

 "What's going on?!" I asked running down the stairs to see Dani and Reagan sitting on the couch with Reagan's phone out.

"The paps are crazy!" Dani said opening her laptop and showing me the sites.

"I know. What are we gonna do about it 'cuz I don't want you to get hurt." I said putting my arm around Reagan's shoulder.

~The Next Day~

Liam's POV

Sarah sent me a text saying she wanted to fit me for an outfit so I slid out of bed, took a shower, got dressed, and made come cereal for breakfast before I sped out the door.

I got out of the elevator and immediately saw the paparazzi at the door. I tried to hide behind a plant, but the plant decided it wanted to slap me in the face and make me fall over. Great, more shit about me to put everywhere in the world on magazines.

I casually stood up and stepped around the corner, taking out my phone.

"Hey, Preston. I'm going to need you to pick me up out back. Ok... Thanks." I hung up and walked to the back door of the building.

"Where to?" Preston said as I got into the passenger seat of the SUV.

"The studio." I said changing the radio station.

"You know I don't like when you boys do that." He said trying to swat my hand away from the controls.

"I know," I said switching the station again, and again, and again.

He rolled his eyes and kept driving. When we got to the studio I noticed Sarah's car wasn't there. It was a different car; a light blue Mini Cooper.

Preston and I dug thought the crowd of fans and paps to get to the door, and I tried to get as many pictures and autographs as I could, but there was a lot of yelling and I really didn't feel up to it this morning.

We got into the building and went up to Sarah's office. It was strange, none of the light were on.

"You can wait downstairs. It won't take that long." I told him and he got back in the elevator.

"Hello?!" I yelled down a hallway then another. About a minute later I heard footsteps and then saw Reagan.

"Liam? What are you doing here?" She asked walking down the hallway to my left.

"What am I doing here? The question is what are you doing here?" I asked turning to face her.

"I asked you first." She said stopping about a few feet away from me, raising her eyebrows.

 I rolled my eyes, "Sarah said she needed to fit me for an outfit." I said nodding my head in her direction. "And you?"

"That's weird, cuz' she said she wanted to video tape my routines." She said with a confused face.

Then it hit me, and it looked like it hit Reagan too from her expression. Sarah was trying to set us up. And that's when things got awkward.

"So..." I said breaking the silence that laced between us.

"So..." She said playing with the hem of her skirt. She was cute when she was uncomfortable. Not that I wanted her to be uncomfortable at all. In fact I kinda wanted to wrap her up in a blanket and hug her... okay I should stop.

"Sarah wants us to hang out so... Do you want to hang out?" I asked.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" She asked blushing with a hint of sarcasm.