When Worlds Collide

Chapter One

Chapter One

After a few hours of thinking of Andy and munching on my secret stash of carrots, Liam calls me and anyone else residing upstairs down for dinner. I don’t even bother putting my pants back on, as I had taken them off to be more comfortable my shared room, I race down to the kitchen and take my seat in record time, even beating Nialler.  And we all know that that boy just loves food.

“What’re we having today, Li?” I ask, eyeing the empty table in front of me. Soon the rest of the lads join me and Liam comes in, totally ignoring my question. He sets the tray down agonizingly slowly at the center of the table, then orders us to wait to dig in until he sits down too. I'm pretty sure me and Niall weren’t the only ones glaring daggers at him as he took his sweet time taking his seat, all the while an amused smile playing on his lips.

As soon as his bum hit the chair, Niall snatched up the spoon and gave himself a huge helping of macaroni. Liam insists that we eat macaroni and all other possible spoon-needing foods with forks, to appease his unease with spoons. Other than the big black serving spoon so we could get the food out of the pot and onto our plates, as opposed to just eating straight from the pot itself, that is.

Dinner was made up of small talk, jokes; some milk was shot out of Zayn and Niall’s noses when Harry and I had a mini fight over… well, the milk, while Liam just shook his head and muttered something about mindless children.

 As soon as dinner ends I start going to my room.

“Hey Lou, wanna watch a movie?” Li asks, looking up the stairs at me hopefully.

“Well…” I was just planning on going to bed… glancing at the clock I see that it is only 9:00 p.m. “Sure,” I finally say and wait for him to come up the stairs too. He brushes past me with a small smile and I follow him to his room, which is right next to mine and Harry’s. “Imma get comfy!” I yell to him and grab one of my Superman boxers and a loose white tee from my dresser, change, and quickly go to Li’s room.

I'm a little surprised he invited me, knowing he usually watches movies with Haz. Well, if Haz isn’t already doing something with me or one of the other lads. Liam had just stripped from his grey sweat pants and light blue striped polo shirt when I came in, so he was just standing there in bright red boxers.

“Oh… uhm…” he mumbled before disappearing into his large walk-in closet, face matching his boxers. I smirk and lay down on his bed, resting my head on my arms. Soon Li reappears, this time dressed in an old baggy Rolling Stones tee and low sweats. He walks over to his TV and sits down, looking at his collection of DVD’s. “So whatcha wanna watch?” he asks.

“I dunno, you pick.” As soon as I say that he shoots up and shoves a movie into the DVD player. I raise an eyebrow and smile, knowing almost instantly what movie he picked. Toy Story 3.

Li and I have seen the movie so many times; I'm surprised we paid attention as often as we did. Most of the time, though, we just talked randomly. About our families, the fans, the songs… and eventually the movie ended, but instead of me going back to my room, where Harry was sure to be, I stayed on the bed and chatted with Liam for a bit.

“Well, one time this one fan asked me to sign her foot. I just kinda sat there puzzled as she took off her sock and put her foot on my lap. So, I signed it, and after that, like 10 more people asked me to sign… are you even listening?” I ask when I realize that Liam has been quiet the past few minutes. “… Are you even awake? Li?” Yup- he's asleep.

Signing, I lift him up and tuck him into his bed. Then I turn the TV off, turn out the lights, tidy up a bit, and leave with the garbage. “Mornin’ Lou!” a chirper voice says, making me jump out of my skin.