Part 24: Liam's POV

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I sat in Nando's, fretting. If by fretting means drumming of my fingers endlessly on the table, feet tapping manically to no given beat and subconsciously huffing and puffing, yeaps you got it right. 

I was fretting endlessly. I was worried about how this meeting with Niall was going to pan out. I only can hope he be  willing to hear me out, which also reminded me, I did not even hear him out. Maybe if I had just asked him on who Perry was to him, it would not be so bad. 

When did I ever become this impatient? Maybe, ever since I met a certain green eyed beauty. 

Man, I was so in the deep for Niall. I then heard someone clearing their throat and whipped my head up, only to see Niall himself. I abruptly stood up, very coolly, knocking over my chair in the process. Niall let slip a chuckle and my face just turned red. Before I could do anything, Niall very swiftly picked up my chair, got me to sit down and sat right down in front of me. 

I smiled sheepishly and apologized for my folly. He waved it away and ordered himself a drink whilst I tried to gather my thoughts. I believed I had it all under control but then this happened -

"SowhoisPerrytoyouandwhyareyouevvenwithhim" WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED.


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