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eight

Niall stared at his computer screen in shock. Was this really Liam Payne asking for his phone number? He didn't know how to respond. Did he just laugh it off, or did he actually send his number?

um, sure! xxx-xxx-xxxx text me, maybe? Niall tried to be flirty, but he was pretty sure that he failed at it.

most definitely! Liam replied immediately. i've got to go now, but i promise that i'll text you as soon as possible. see you later, niall!

byeeeeeee, liam! Niall typed sadly. He didn't want to see Liam leave, but he knew that he probably had to do something more important than talk to Niall.

Niall stood up from his laptop and walked into the bathroom. He locked the door.

-

Liam stared down at his phone with happiness. He had gotten Niall's number. He felt like laughing. He felt like screaming. He had gotten Niall's number!

The first thing he wanted to do was text Niall and ask him out on a date, but he really did need to go to the studio. He needed to get with Jamie and start on another song. He sighed sadly and slid his shoes on.

"To the studio I go," he muttered to himself.

-

The next morning, Niall woke up on the bathroom floor. It was saturday, so he didn't worry about it too much. Niall's head was pounding and his throat felt dry. He stumbled blindly out of the bathroom door and out of his room.

His mum wasn't standing at the top of the stairs (luckily) nor was she downstairs, so Niall figured she probably was gone. It was Saturday, after all.

Niall groaned as the light hit him harshly. He nearly ran into a wall trying to reach the cups to get himself a glass of water.

"Why do I feel like shit?" Niall muttered to himself. He avoided the medicine cabinet, and instead he just drank his cup of water and thought.

The water lessened his headache and soothed his throat. Would Liam really text him? Niall felt like rushing back upstairs and staring at his phone until it did something. He knew that wouldn't help anything though, so Niall stood back against the counter top and stared out the window.

He finished his glass of water and set the cup down in the sink. Niall cursed himself for not getting Liam's number; now he was just at the mercy of the older boy. All he could do was wait for Liam to text him now.

Niall turned around and walked back upstairs to go take a shower (and maybe wait for Liam to text him again).

-

Liam had no inspiration whatsoever, which was odd for him. Besides Louis, songs always came easiest for him. He had had enough heartbreak in his life to make songs come easy.

"So, what's up, man?" Jamie asked when he noticed Liam was having some trouble. "I've never seen you have this much trouble before."

"Just..." Liam trailed off. "I don't know. I'm just a bit caught up in some personal issues, I guess." He groaned. "What is wrong with me?"

Jamie grinned and pulled out a note pad. "Why don't you talk about it? Maybe we can get some song ideas!"

Liam laughed at his idea, but he went along with it anyway. "So the other day at one of our concerts, we were doing a meet and greet and this guy gave Zayn this book to give to me. The book was really sweet and heartfelt and... it was amazing. He left his twitter name in the back of the book and I followed and talked to him and he's amazing. I wanna ask him on a date, but I'm not sure how the media will react."

Jamie was furiously scribbling down Liam's story. "That is wonderful, Liam! I don't know how this is supposed to help us write a song, but you should really ask him out."

"But how?" Liam groaned. "I just did manage to get his number! How am I expected to ask him out? I've only even seen him like once!''

"Here's what you do." Jamie said as soon as he stopped writing. "First, you text this fellow and ask him out to lunch. Next, you take this song home and finish it. I'll see you next week, Liam!" Liam stared at him with an open mouth as Jamie grabbed his bag and left the studio.

Liam smiled to himself as he stared at the note pad song Jamie had started. this would work.

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Niall was standing at his ceiling when his phone beeped. Immediately, he rolled over despite how bad his head was pounding to see who had texted him. It was an unknown number, and Niall crossed his fingers to hope that it was liam.

hey, niall! it's liam! i was wondering if maybe you'd like to go to lunch today? .x Niall screeched as soon as he saw it.

yeah, sure! just tell me when and where! Niall held back when it came to the kisses. He quickly sent the message and waited impatiently for Liam to text back. Niall stood from the bed and tried to find an outfit from his closet.

His phone beep several minutes later when he was trying to decide between two shirts. Niall rushed over to where his phone was sitting and checked his messages quickly.

say moe's on tenth at twelve thirty? if you're anywhere near there, anyway. if not, i'm sure we can find somewhere else! Niall bit his lip and glanced at the time. He had enough time to make the drive into London, right? It was only an hour drive, after all.

yeah, i think i can do that! i might be a bit late, though. i've got an hour drive into london. see you soon! Niall bid Liam farewell and put on one of the shirts that was laying on the bed.

He screeched happily again before rushing downstairs to his car.

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next chapter is going to be adorable

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soooo how's you guys day?

i had so much trouble with this chapter

i'm too sad to write sorry

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