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•Liam’s P.O.V.•
“Hey. What can I get for you?” The question I ask about five million times a day.
Along with the great pay and wonderful co-workers, Starbucks is a place where love and friendships are born.
Ah yes. Love. What is the true meaning of love? To be with your soulmate? To be forced to tie yourself down to one person? Who knows!? There are lots of interpretations of love.
Diiiiiing
I looked at the door as a guy, about my age, maybe 15-16 days younger, walked in. I have never seen him here before.
“Hey. What can I get for you?” I asked.
“Iced Vanilla Latté please.” he said not looking up from his wallet.
“Size?” I question.
“Oh. Um, grande.”
“Alright. Name?” Sometimes I feel like a robot asking these questions, but it’s part of my job.
He finally looked up and froze; locking eyes with me.
“Hello?” I said after about what felt like 100 years but was more like 38 seconds.
“Oh sorry. Niall. My name is Niall.” He said. That name. It sounds familiar. But from where? Oh well.
“N-I-A-L-L?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay anything else?” I ask and he shakes his head ‘No’.
“Alright, Niall. Have a nice day.” I said smiling.
“Wait. Don’t I have to pay for the drink?” He asked with a confused look on his face. As well as a slight blush. Aw. Wait, what?
“Not today, Niall. Today, I am paying for your drink.” I said and went to make his drink.
“Thanks, Liam.” he said. How does he know my name? Oh right; my name is on my name tag.
“-“LE TIME SKIP TO THE NEXT DAY!”-“
‘Another day another dollar.’ I think to my self.
Starbucks was absolutely dead today. Most of the workers called in sick so was practically working all day by myself until 2:30pm when my co-worker, Louis, takes over. But I didn’t mind because I was getting paid extra.
Luckily, my boss allowed me to close the place when I went on break. Which was in about 20 minutes.
The bells on the door made their sound and, weirdly, my heart started beating faster as I thought it was Niall. But sadly it was just a group of about 18 year old girls. I could feel their eyes burning into me as I made their drinks.
When I handed one girl her drink, she handed me a piece of paper. I took a quick glance at it and realised that it was a phone number.
“Honey, I’m gay!” I shouted as she was leaving the building. When the door closed I heard her yell something like ‘Why does every attractive guy have to be gay?’ At the sky, making me chuckle.
It’s actually really hard trying to find an attractive guy that is gay, bi, pan, ect. in this town. With that I don’t see how that girl can say that every attractive guy was gay. But I would definitely like to meet the people she meets.
“Liam are you okay?” Someone said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Niall. He was here.
“Uh, y-yeah I’m fine. What can I get for you?” I ask, worried about how long he was standing there for.
“Same as yesterday. Are you the only one here?” He questioned trying to look in the back room where most of the employees sit. “Yeah I’m working most of the day by myself.” I answer as I go to make his drink.
“Do you get a break?” Why was he asking me so many questions?
“Yeah. Actually, I go on break right about… now.” I say as my alarm goes off.
“Oh. Well who is going to monitor the counter while you are gone?”
“No one. My boss is allowing me to close the place for about half an hour.” I said handing him his drink.
“Would you mind if I stayed here while you are on break?” He smiled.
“How do I know that you are not really a white girl planning on stealing everything for your self?” I ask trying not to laugh at my own question.
“Please, if I wanted to have Starbucks that bad, I would set up a bed in the corner and live here.” he said, failing to contain he laughter and I started laughing.
“Okay, okay. I believe you. You can stay.” I said when we stopped laughing.
I push the small door, waking out from the counter, and walk over to the main door. I locked it but not before taping a sign that said:
WILL BE OPEN AT 11:00 SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.
in bold black letters.
Then I walked to the back of the store placing a similar sign above the one that says USE FRONT DOOR then I locked the door.
“Okay doors are locked.” I said mostly to my self looking at the list my boss wrote for me when I went on break.
Make sure the machines are off
Tape signs on both doors *check*
Lock both doors *check*
Make sure you are the only one there.
I’m just going to check the last one off. My boss doesn’t need to know. *winky face*
I quickly turn around, not realising that Niall was right behind me. I crashed into him causing his drink to spill all over his white shirt.
“Oh my god. Niall, I am so sorry.” I exclaimed, quickly walking over to the table with napkins and grabbing some.
I walk back to Niall and start trying to wipe the drink off of him. “Liam, it’s okay.” He reassured, but it didn’t stop me from piling napkins on his chest.
“Liam…. Liam. You can stop. Liam.” he said placing his hands over mine in an attempt to stop them from moving. I looked at him and time seemed to almost stop.
“I-I… Yo-You have n-nice eyes.” I stuttered at a loss for words. He gave a small then said “Please tell me you want to kiss me as much as I want to.”
I placed my lips on his as my answer. Which he instantly returned, making each kiss almost last longer than it should have. He moved his hands from mine to my neck, pulling me closer. Whilst I cupped his cheeks, letting the napkins fall to the ground.
It all just felt… nice.
He pulled me closer, if that was possible, and tilted his head, trying to deepen the kiss. I tried not to laugh as he attempted to open my mouth with his own. I pulled back a little to show that I wasn’t ready.
He must have thought that I was completely pulling away because he stepped back. “Sorry” he mumbled, looking down.
“What are you sorry for?” I ask as I caress his cheekbones with my thumbs.
“I don’t know. For kissing you?” He said more like a question. “I mean I just met you yesterday and… I just… I don’t know. Usually people don’t kiss other people who they have only know for a day…” he trailed off and look at me.
“But I feel like I have known you forever.” He says.
“Yeah, I feel the same way. It’s like I already met you befo- wait. Your name is Niall. Is your last name Horan?” I ask. I vaguely remember a Niall Horan from kindergarten.
“Yes. How did you know that?”
“It’s me Liam Payne! We were in Kindergarten together. Mrs. Cromwell?” I said and I could tell he didn’t remember.
“Umm… If you’re happy and you know it hold someone’s hand. If you’re happy and you know it hold someone’s hand.” I started singing the teachers version of happy and you know it.
“If you’re happy and you know and you really need to show it if you’re happy and you know it hold someone’s hands.” I continued and noticed that he seemed to remember.
“If you’re mad and you know it stomp your feet. If you’re mad and you know it stomp your feet. If you’re mad and you know it and you just gotta show it, if you’re mad and you know it stomp your feet.” he started singing with me and we were stomping as if we were mad.
“I remember know. Mrs. Cromwell had a movement for almost every emotion.” he said smiling.
“Yeah almost. Remember she had us make our own for love?” I asked.
“Yes! That was very difficult considering the fact that we were so young. We had no idea of what ‘love’ actually was. If you could think of a movement now what would it be?”
“It’s still hard. Now sort of knowing what love is I can think of about a million movements.” I breath. I wasn’t fully sure of what love was like because I have actually never been in love with someone before.
“Well. Do you want to know what I would do?” He locked eyes with me. It was as if he was looking into my soul.
“S-sure” I stupidly stuttered. He unexpectedly crashed his lips against mine and wrapped his arms tightly around my neck. It took me about 2 seconds to register what was happening but I was quick to return the fiery kiss as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
But then, after about 20 seconds I remember that his shirt was soaked with an iced vanilla lattè.
I pulled back slightly and rested my forehead against his.
“Do you want a different shirt?” I ask. He chuckles in response and nods his head; which was a little awkward and caused me to nod with him.
“Come with me.” I grabbed his hand and linked our fingers together. I looked at him, mainly to see if he was comfortable with this, and saw that he was looking at our intertwined hands.
Oh no! Does he not like this? Is this wrong?
My mind started buzzing with about 3,907,317 questions. But they quickly came to a halt when he looked into my eyes and smiled. I continued to pull him towards the back room.
“We keep extra shirts back here in case one of the employees spill something on themselves. We are not really suppose to give them to customers but whatever.” I explain as I rummage through a few shirts trying to find one that fit Niall.
Eventually, I found one and at the same time my alarm went off. I handed him the shirts and quickly walked over to my phone, turned it of, and slipped it into my pocket.
“Looks like I’m going to have to open back up.” I say as he walks out of the back room.
“No,” he groaned. “I don’t wanna leave.” He surprised me by wrapping his arms around my waist and snuggled his head into my neck. I chuckled and rubbed his back.
“I could call my co-worker to see if he could come here now instead of 2:30 and we could go do something.” I suggest. I can feel him smile against my neck.
“Liam Payne! Are you asking me on a date?” He asked and I blushed. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Louis.
Liam Louis
Hey Li. What’s up?
Hey Lou. Um, I was just wondering if you could come in now instead of 2:30? Something popped up and I need to leave as soon as possible.
I was actually planning on showing up early anyway. I am on my way now. See you in 10.
End conversation
“Hey Niall, can you do me a favour and unlock the front door and take the sign down?” He nodded.
I walked towards the back and grabbed a mop. I had to clean the drink incident before Louis gets here.
“On my way here I noticed that there is a bakery down the block. Could we go there when your friend gets here?” Niall asked.
“Of course. We can do what ever you want.” I say as I sling my arm around his shoulders. He looks up at me while I look down at him. He slightly smiles and lies his head on my shoulder with his eyes closed. I grin widely and tighten my grip.
If this is what being in love feels like then I never want to be out of it.
Diiiiiing
“Why, hello Liam. Who’s your friend?” No other than Louis has walked through the door.
“Hey Louis. This is Niall.” I say dropping my arm. Niall steps forward and holds a hand out for Louis to shake.
“Are you serious?” Louis asks, pointing to Niall’s outstretched hand. Instead Louis brings Niall in for a hug.
I couldn’t help the jealousy that momentarily flowed through my veins. But it stopped within seconds as the hug was very quick.
“Thank you so much for covering for me. I owe you.” I say to Louis.
“Don’t worry about it, Li. Clearly something important did pop up.” He winked. “Now, go. Get out of here.” He said and walked to the back room.
“Shall we?” I ask holding my hand out. He smiled and intertwined our fingers. “Let’s go.” He says and we walk through the front door.
“Louis’ nice.” Niall comments as we walk to the bakery. “Yeah but after a while he can become a hand full.” I counter, then suggest, “Hey, why don’t we get the bakery items to go and I can bring you to a nice place where we can enjoy them?”
“Sounds lovely.” He smiled.
We walked into the bakery and purchased what ever looked good. But not before a small argument of who was going to pay; I ended up paying. I then lead him to a place I go to clear my head; the park.
“Wow.” He gasped as he looked at the scenery. It’s was really just your average park with benches, a playground for kids, and even a small lake. There were a few families wondering around.
“Let’s go somewhere a little more private.” I say and squeeze his hand. He nods and I walk us over to an area where we weren’t completely cut off from everyone but still had privacy.
I placed the bag from the bakery on the picnic table and sat down while Niall sat down opposite me.
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“No I swear you look exactly like David Beckham!” He exclaimed laughing.
“Wow that means a lot coming from the one and only Ellen DeGeneres.” I retaliate. This caused him too laugh harder which led to me joining him in laughter.
We have been sitting here for about two hours talking about anything and everything. Somehow we got onto the topic of celebrity lookalikes.
Our laughter soon died down and now we were just staring at each other with goofy grins on our faces.
“Come sit over here.” He said and patted the space next to him. I accept his request and get up and sat next to him.
“So why’d you want me over here?” I question
“So I can do this.” He said and cupped my head in his hands and smashed his lips to mine. I kissed back instantly and moved us so that he was on my lap, practically straddling me.
This kiss was different from the others. The others we slow and careful. This one was fast and eager. It was like we were both putting all of our emotions into it. Even with all the years we were apart we both knew this is what we not only wanted, but needed. We needed each other in our lives.
At some point he was able to open my mouth with his own and slipped his tongue into my mouth. We fought for dominance , which I clearly won and let my tongue explore his mouth. The kiss would have gone on longer but since we are humans we do need to breath.
We pull back hesitantly and press our foreheads together. Neither of us said anything; we only enjoyed the presence of each other in this moment.
I started to kiss his cheek and lead a trail of kisses down his jawline to the area just under his ear. He squirmed and I knew that that was his weak spot. I mentally smiled a blew a raspberry on his neck.
He burst out laughing and tried to push me away. Much to his dismay, I was able to keep my hold on him and continued blowing raspberries across his neck.
“S-stop! I-I can’t br-breath!” He choked out in between laughs. I decided that I have tortured him enough and pulled back with a smug smirk on my face.
“Stop smirking!” He exclaimed. It was like he tried to sound angry but his face, along with the smile tugging on his lips, showed that he was very, very happy with the event that just occurred.
“Shut up. You loved it.” I reply and wrap my arms around his waist.
“Liam, I need to tell you something.” He said with a completely serious look on his face. I give him a look telling him to go on. He takes a deep breath and says, more like yells:
“I really really really really really really like you! And I want you. Do you want me? Do you want me, too?”
I smiled and grabbed his face and pulled him in for a short, sweet kiss.
“I’m going to take that as a yes.”
“You’re so weird, but funny. It’s one of the things I love about you” I say without thinking. I finally realise what I said but not before Niall asked:
“You love me?”
Before I had a chance to respond a girl, about the age of sixteen walks over to us. We must look a little awkward since he was still straddling me and we both had deep blushes across our faces along with slightly messed up hair.
“Hi, my name is Trinity. I was just wondering, are you two boyfriends?” She introduces. Taken aback by her question, I turn and face Niall at about the same time be turned and faced me.
“Yeah,” I start.
“We’re boyfriends.” He finishes. Trinity lets out a small squeal.
“Can I please take a picture with you guys? You see I’m a lesbian and I love finding new members of the LGBT+. So can I get a picture?”
“Of course.” I reply at the same time Niall says ‘Sure’. Trinity squeals again and sits next to us. She took her phone out of her pocket and opened the camera. She made a face and pointed at us and Niall smiled his bright and happy smile while I kissed his cheek.
“Hey Trinity. Why don’t we exchange phone numbers so we can keep in touch?” I suggest when she is done taking pictures. She agrees and we exchange numbers. She gets up promising she’ll talk to us soon and leaves.
“Yes.” I say to Niall as soon as Trinity was out of earshot.
“What?” He asked confused. Aw. Wait, what?
Yeah. Aw.
I stayed silent and let him figure it out on his own. After a few minutes of intense staring and weird eyebrow wiggling, realisation seemed to slap him in the face.
“Oh. Oh.” He breathed. “I love you too.”
“Wow first kiss, first date, boyfriends, and ‘I love yous’ all in one day.” I said smiling.
He smiled back and said: “It almost feels like we are part of some sort of one shot or something.” We both started laughing. That’s impossible!
Right?
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A/N:
Omg guys I have been writing this FOR-EVER! I had this whole idea set in my head and I can tell you that this was not it. At all. But I liked this better. I hope you liked it! Can I ask for three votes on this because this one shot is over 3000 words? IT WOULD MAME ME VERY HAPPY!!! Okay that’s all BYEEE!
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