Cemil's POV
"Are you ready to go?" Uncle Liam shouted from the living room and I quickly sent the text to Zach.
"Yes, I'm on my way down." I shouted back and hurriedly put on my shoes then ran downstairs.
"You take too long than me to get ready and that's saying too much." Uncle Liam smirked at me and I chuckled, deciding not to comment on it.
It wasn't as if I was taking long getting ready. When he woke me up earlier, I somehow went back to sleep and woke up sometime later. I was quick with my bath and it took me a few minutes to get ready unlike him. But I wasn't going to tell him all that. I was safe having him knowing I took longer getting ready than that I slept again. He might throw water on me next time to make sure I don't sleep again and I don't want that at al
