You and Liam have known each other since childhood, practically growing up in the same house. You weren't friends, you and Liam hated each other, at least that's what they say. But here you are, together in the living room while your families make dinner. Liam is sitting on the couch with you in his lap. His hands are wrapped around your waist as he complains about you being late with a scowl on his face. "I can't believe you took so long getting here. You never arrive at anything on time."