Best "Friends" with Liam Payne

Hey guys, it's my first fanfiction. Soooo please be kind >.< otay. Well, here ya go.

*Annabelle POV*

"Bella!!!! Wake up!" I woke up to screaming. My best friend, jumping up and down on my bed. How he is always so energetic this early in the morning you ask? I have no idea.

"Liam, go away." I mumbled as I weakly shoved my hand in his face. I'm pretty sure it didn't affect him at all.

"But I don't want to! I want to be with youuuu." He whined, making him sound so cute. Wait... What? I shook that thought off, thinking it was nothing.

"But I wanna sleepppp!..." I matched his tone. "It's 8 in the morning! You know I never wake up this early on Saturdays!" I shoved my face in my pillow, pulling the covers over my head.

"Fine then." He said. I was surprised that he had given up this quickly. He always gave me a hard time, and I always gave in.

I felt a dip in my bed next to me. Two strong arms snaked around my waist and pull me closer. I smiled and felt sparks and tingling in the pit of my stomach all of the sudden. I let that pass just like before. Then I turned to face a shirtless Liam, burying my face in his chest, feeling enveloped with his warmth, falling back asleep in his arms.

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My eyes fluttered open, I looked up to find Liam staring at me with a look in his eyes that I couldn't decipher. He changed it quickly to a smile, so I didn't have a chance to figure it out. I looked into his chocolate brown eyes and just started getting lost in them.

"Good morning", he said, breaking our gaze and kissing my forehead. His lips felt soft and warm. They lingered on my forehead. He pulled back as I curled up against him, his arms pulling me close.

"Good morning." I smiled into his chest. "What time is it?" I asked him, not wanting to open my eyes.

"Almost noon." He said nuzzling his head in my neck. He sighed, almost like he sniffed me... "you still tired? Considering how late we slept last night, you probably are." He chucked lightly.

It's not what you think, dirty minded person who's reading this.

Ever since we were little, every Friday night, Liam would sleepover at my house and we would watched movies, hang out, just regular stuff. Our moms are best friends so, naturally, we've been best friends since birth.

Our moms never have a problem with either of us hanging out alone with the other. I can walk into the Payne's house like it was my own and vise-versa. Our moms don't get suspicious of any... Fooling around.

I admit, once when we were like, 13, one Friday night turned into a pretty hot make out session, but, I knew that we were just curious, no feelings.

Well... Liam had no feelings. I, on the other hand, was waiting to do that for a while. When we were in middle school, I admit that I had a crush on him. Yes, I had a crush on my best friend of 16 years. i probably liked him ever since we were little. But, I knew that he would never feel the same way, so i gave up.

I mean, he was probably the hottest, most popular boy in school since elementary. He could have any girl in school.

Why would he choose me? I was nobody. Sure, I had a pretty face and an average body, I guess. But I was nerdy, not the braces and glasses nerd, but I was smart and studious.

I was just a little popular for being Liam's best friend. But, of course, got hated and bullied by some of the jocks and preppy cheerleaders, but Liam didn't need to know that.

If he knew that I was being bullied, getting hurt inside and physically, crying almost everyday? I don't know what he would do.

When my ex-boyfriend in middle school broke up with me because I didn't want to kiss him, Liam got suspended for beating the crap out of him the day after.

When he broke up with me, I immediately went to Liam's house (which was next door... Pretty convenient right?) and I cried my eyes out. While we were snuggled in his bed, his arms protectively around me, my face buried in his chest, tears streaming down my cheeks, shaking like crazy.

That boyfriend, Sean, was just someone to cover up my feelings for Liam. But, some of the feelings I had for him were still real. I liked him a lot. I just... Didn't love him like I did Liam.

That one time when we were thirteen, that was both our first kisses. I was glad that I had my first kiss with Liam. The one guy that I was waiting for, he was special and I knew that he wouldn't leave me alone because he got what he wanted. He was my first kiss and I was beyond happy with that.

"Babe? Bella? Annabelle?" Liam brought me back from my thoughts.

"Hmm?" I replied, forgetting what he asked me before.

"You still tired? Wanna get breakfast?"

"Um.. Yeah, I think I'm up now." I smiled and started to get up, when he took my arm.

"Waiiiit." He whined. "It's cold when you leave! You're warm." I laughed slightly before standing up, attempting to pull him up.

"Come on, sleepyhead." I said, struggling. "You're so heavy!" I laughed.

Suddenly, he pulled me back down into the bed as he wrapped his arms back around me and intertwined his legs in mine. He nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck, his hot breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Just a few more minutes." He whispered in my ear, making me shiver even more. I could feel him smirk against my skin. "See? You're cold too. I know you wanna stay!" He said in a singsong voice.

"Mmhmm" was all I could say, scared of what my voice might sound like. Then my stomach started to growl like crazy.

Way to ruin the moment.

"I guess that's our signal to get up. Let's go, princess." He said getting up. I smiled and felt my cheeks heat up, I loved it when he called me by those nicknames.

I groaned, not wanting to get up but did anyway. I rubbed my eyes and saw a shirtless Liam and did he look good, with his six pack and muscles. He was hot! Why am I having these thoughts? Do I...? No.... Not again. Ugh... There wasn't any point in denying it.. I was in love with my best friend... I probably never stopped.