My Best Friend, Or My Boyfriend?

Ariana used to date Liam Payne when they were both 14. Ariana broke up with him and Liam moved away...for a while. Now he's back in the UK, and meets Ariana who is oblivious to the fact that her old boyfriend Liam is now her best friend besides Lisa. Her new boyfriend isn't the happiest about Liam and the less time Ariana has been spending with him, and the more time she's been spending with Liam. But since he isn't one of those world-class jerks, he keeps it to himself. Who will Ariana chose? Liam, nice, cute, fit, sweet, or Josh, nice, handsome, and sweet? Guess it depends.


6. Spoons, spoons, spoons.

Liam's P.O.V.
I woke up the next morning at around...8:30? I don't know. But what I DO know is how I woke up. 

*Me sputtering
"Louis!!!! What the heck?!" I woke up soaking wet, and al I could hear was, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" coming from everyone else in the band.
"Guys! I was TRYING to sleep!!!"
"Sorry, but...., yeah, I can't say it. We are so NOT sorry!!!" Niall yelled in between laughs. 
"Oh, gee, thanks. Good thing I'm in pajamas," I said.
"Go get changed mate. Ariana and Lisa are coming over," Zayn said. He had always had a thing for Lisa, but never had the courage to talk to her, much less ask her out.
"Do we have to spell it out?" Harry asked. "Ariana. And. Lisa. Are. Coming. Over. Can you understand me?"
"YES!!!! Now let me get changed!" I yelled basically in his ear.
I got changed into jeans and a t-shirt. Soon the doorbell rang.
"Knock knock!" Ariana said from behind the door.
"Who's there?" Louis asked.
"Boo who?"
"Aww, don't cry, what's the matter with you?!"
"Oh, for crying out loud, just let us in!" Lisa said. 
She came in wearing fish net (I think it's called) tights, a pink, fluffy-ish skirt, and a white t-shirt that said, "I love monkeys!" with a monkey on it, black flats, and her hair in a bun. She also had a little pink purse that had a looong strap so that, when it was hanging on her shoulder, it came down to her waist.
Ariana came in wearing black shinny jeans, black chucks, a bright yellow aeropostale t-shirt, and her hair down. She also had a white Aeropostale tote bag.
"Hey guys!" they said in unison, then cracked up.
Niall, thankfully, was in the kitchen, and didn't hear the joke and didn't start to crack up.
"Hey, Lisa," Zayn actually had the courage to say.
"Hi, Zayn," Lisa said, her face flushed. Um, ok? I don't get girls. They're always blushing. 
"Ariana, c'mere for a sec," Louis said.
"Um, ok?" Ariana answered and followed.

What you are about to read I did not come up with (sadly), so I give credit to the author of "Could this really be happening?" 
I read it and thought the "Spoon" chapter was brilliam, so, please, read it. (read both mine and "Could this really be happening?" please)

Ariana's P.O.V.
I followed Lou to the kitchen where he pulled out a spoon and said, "Go give this to Liam, would you?"
"Um, ok? Again."
"That a girl," Louis said and patted me on the back like a dog. 
"Ok, never! do that again," I said.
"Just go give him the spoon."
I walked into the living room. "Liam! I have something for you," I said.
"What is it?"
When I took it out from behind my back he screamed, "Louis!!! I HATE YOU!" and took off running. 
I took off after him. "Liam! It's just a spoon! Take the spoon!"
"Nooo! It's not just a spoon! It's a, a, a, a...devil thing!"
What? Was he....he is...he's afraid of spoons? This is too, too funny.
"Liam! I threw it! Turn around!" 
He did the stupid thing and did, and I ran towards hi  holding it behind my back. "What're you- NOOOOO!!!!!"
I giggled like an idiot and kept after him, until Harry stopped me  and said, "Let's not torture him anymore, poor guy." 
I was laughing to hard to reply, so I nodded. Liam finally noticed I had stopped, and came after me. "WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!"
"Uh, Louis told me to!"
"So if Louis told you to, you'd jump off a cliff?"
"The  why'd you listen to him?!"
I hated arguments like this. It's basically what tore me and my brother apart, and as soon as he was old enough he left and never came back. I don't even know where he is anymore.
"Liam, don't start a argument like this, please," I said, my voice starting to crack. I ran into the living room and sat on the couch and put my head on top of my knees, and then let the tears come. My brother and I had ALWAYS gotten into stupid fights and now I regretted them. My parents at first after he left wouldn't even look at me. That had really hurt. 
Just then Liam came in. "Ariana, I'm sorry, i kinda got a little out of control, and I'm so so sorry."
I managed to smile. "Kinda? And it's not you, it's just that, it was fights like that that drive me and my brother apart..."
"Oh..." Liam knew about my brother. "I'm sorry, but not that it helps.
"It''s fine. Let's go out for ice cream or something, which is what we came for."
Liam smiled a tiny smile. "Ok."
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