(A/N: Hey guys! How are ya? I'm at work right now and pretty tired haha.
So this chappie...
Oh wow lmao. It's gonna be a big one and then the next chappie will be of course, November which we all know what that means!!!
Liavery like I promised sooo let's get the joke on and then we'll get this party started! :')
Joke of the day ;) :
How do you impress a baker when you're taking his daughter on a date?
Bring her flours.
That's too cute! :')
Alright ya guys, without further ado!
Sea ya guys in bits! :F)
Chasing her tonight, doubts are running 'round her head
Heart is beating loud, she doesn't want it to stop
Liam takes a sip of his two-sugars-and-lots-of-cream coffee, placing the mug back down on the counter that he's currently hunched over as he sits on his usual barstool.
He's surprised that Harry's still getting ready, usually he's done before Liam could get into the shower.
He looks at the newspaper that he for the first time in awhile, went outside to pick up from the front lawn. On the front of the newspaper, it displays today's date.
Friday, October 31, 2014.
He taps his red permanent marker to his bottom lip in thought as his chocolate eyes scan the different prices that they want. He sighs, not seeing anything that fits his standards.
Maybe they're too high? But he wants the best. He flips the page over, praying there's more on the back. He smiles in delight when he finds a few more options.
Not too big but not too small.
Nice but not expensive.
He leans back on the barstool, he's thinking that he has found the right option for him. He tries to bite his lip to hide the huge grin that's trying to surface as he uses his red marker to draw a (might Liam add) perfect circle around the best one for him.
As soon as he takes the red marker away from the newspaper, Harry enters the kitchen with wet hair, sniffling a bit since to Liam's guess: his hair is wet and the air in the room is a bit cooler than it should be.
Liam quickly closes the newspaper using the red marker as a sort of bookmark, he rather Harry not see this. Well at least not yet.
Maybe say it's a surprise if Harry ever finds out about it.
Harry glances at the man that's only a year older than him then looks over at the coffee pot. "What are you doing?"
"Reading the newspaper and drinking coffee," he shrugs as Harry grabs his favorite coffee mug then gives him a look, Liam's not sure what the look says but it's nothing that would be considered pleasant.
He turns back around to the coffee pot since that gives him more interest at the moment. "Since when you read the paper?" He pours the coffee into the coffee cup that he made in the pottery/café over the summer.
It will always be his favorite cup.
"Well um," Liam tries to search for words then looks down to find the front of the newspaper staring up at him. He stares at the date for a second then looks up to find Harry staring back at him over the rim of his cup, sipping his cream-but-no-sugar coffee, giving him a pointed look.
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FanfictionLiam Payne or should I say Mr. Payne? is a math teacher and it's a new school year at Lakeside High School. He finds this particular school year stressful since him and his wife, Sophia, are having problems and his questionable anger of Avery Hall a...
