Hidden Bright Side {Liam Payne}

Liam was the most popular kid in school, as well as the meanest. When he is hit with the reality stick, he decides to change his ways and become a.. Er- Geek. Things take a bad turn for him and he becomes the most bullied kid in school. Will he survive his new life or will he go back to the old ?


8. Oblivious

His hands removed themselves from my shoulders as soon as he felt them tense up. "I didn't know you had that in there.." He said as he went back to his original seat on the desk, looking down and blushing.


I honestly thought a guy blushing was the cutest thing ever, and no one blushed as much as Liam did. From the many little quirks, I could tell he was still the old Liam. The one who loved jokes, happiness and school.


"Oh yeah.. I put it in there after I put it in the poem. I guess I put it in the one day you didn't come over. So yeah... But anyways, what about that group thing?" I asked, still hopeful.


"Um.. Sure. I guess it wouldn't kill me." He gave off a pretend tone that showed he didn't care. The typical 'bad boy' voice.


"Great!" I started, trying not to squeal in joy. I honestly don't know why I was so happy, I just was. "So Archades and I will meet you at my place tomorrow after school, yeah?I promise you Archades won't force you to do any work if you don't want to."


He hissed each time I mentioned Archades. He gave no reply. Only this look on his face that looked like mine when I day dreamed. I guess he was doing the same. I shrugged my shoulders and began my way to Archades.


"Wait, Geneveive?" I turned around automatically at the call of my full name, the one only Liam used.


"Yeah Liam?"


"Is it ok if I come over today? You know.. Without Archades."


I was confused by his sudden interest, but agreed anyways.


"Sure Liam. I'm not really sure why you'd want to do that but I don't have any plans so sure." I said, after Liam had asked to come over this Saturday.


We've been friends for about a week and I've never really had friends over, let alone a boy. I shouldn't be freaking out though. Liam and I became fast friends so this should go flawless.


"Awesome. Ok, thanks. So I'll see you tomorrow?"


"Of course Mr. Payne, I'll see you tomorrow."

We both went our separate ways, until i heard footsteps and it was too late to move out of the way.


"Ow, Liam! What was that for?" I asked, finding myself on the ground with a Liam hovering over me.


"Sorry about that Genevieve. I just realized I didn't have your address and needed to ask for it."


"Oh right, because you're coming over for the first time tomorrow. You know you could've just texted me?" He got up and brushed himself off. Then offered me his hand to pull me back up as well.


"Well yes, but what if like the government read our text and found out where we live?" He combed his fingers through my hair, getting something out of it.


"You're insane Liam," I laughed.


"I may be," he replied back, laughing along with me.


"You know what Liam. It's Friday and I have no plans. Why don't we have a non-sexual sleep over in which we don't fall asleep at all or you can sleep in the guest room. Then we'll study or something tomorrow and I'll get my dad to take us to see that new movie you keep bugging me about." Non-sexual.. Did I really just say that?


"I don't have any plans, sounds great."

The both of us began walking out the school. He held the door open for me as we made it to the gates.


"So where exactly do you live?"


"Like two houses down from the ice cream parlor." I adjusted my backpack as I made my way down the steps.


"Are you shitting me Miss Genevieve."


"I shit you not Mr. Liam.... And why?"

We both stopped walking to face each other.


"How come we've been living three houses away each other and I've never seen you before? My family knows all the neighbors!" He seemed to be a bit over dramatizing the situation.


"Well Liam, I just moved to this town. Probably being the reason you haven't see me in any of the primary schools(elementary schools) around here. My dad wanted us to start over in a new town and he thought this was the perfect place. I'm sure he'll be happy to meet some of the neighbors... Cause you know, he really needs to get out of the house." Liam placed his hands upon my shoulders, leading me to my house as if he knew where it was.


"Well I think my family would make lovely friends with yours. I mean, look at us!" He said, now jumping, his hands still on my shoulders.


"Calm down Liam. You're gonna break my back."


"Fineee... Now is this your house?" He asked, stopping in front of the white house with oddly blacked out windows.


"Indeed it is."



We raced each other to my door, Liam winning in the end, by default through my claims in which he denied.


I opened the door with the key and allowed Liam in first.


"Dad! I have a friend over! Get out of your room!" I screamed. I waited for him as I threw my back pack on the ground.


"Are you sure you're ok with waiting for me until my practice is over?" I ran over to where I threw my back pack and took out my phone to check the time.


"It's not like I have anything better to do." He sighed before taking a seat on the bleachers.


"Oh.. Well ok then. Just tell me when it's 3:30 and we can leave."


"Got it..." He replied as I walked center court with my tennis racquet, pushing the automated tennis ball launcher towards the center of the gym, turning it on.


As I began trying to hit the flying tennis balls, I remembered that first time Liam came over. Oddly enough, tennis was one of the first activities we did when he was over. My dad and Liam versus myself. I ended up winning somehow and that's when Liam started bugging me for an entire year to join the tennis team. Obviously I did, and now even in high school, I'm still playing.


By the the machine ran out of balls, I still swing the racquet, not realizing I was done.


"Genevieve.. Genevieve. Genevieve! You can stop now!" He said, shaking me back and forth now. He pulled my ear phones out of my ears and continued yelling my name.


"Ok, ok. I can hear you now. Sorry."


"I've been calling you for the past ten minutes. You ran out of tennis balls 20 minutes ago. Did you not notice. They hit your head twenty times before you fell down and got back up. Did you not notice."


"I guess not. Sorry. Now let's go." I tossed my racquet into the bin and picked up my backpack, walking out the door with Liam walking behind me.


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