chapter thirteen
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"Niall?" I called out, "Niall, where are you?"
On the way back from the sports field, I had seen that Niall had sent me a message asking me to meet him at our dorm. He didn't seem to be around though. Strange.
Suddenly, Liam's door burst open. "Harry! Did you eat my treats?"
"What? No, I promise I didn't," I defended myself. "Is anything missing?"
He squinted his eyes, "Yes. Then it was Niall. I hate him, oh my god. How dare he? What an arsehole!"
I started laughing at his sudden outburst. "Calm down, mate. It's not that terrible."
"He ate my biscuits! How can you say that's not terrible? I'm not okay. I seriously need to talk to him. Do you happen to know where he is?"
I shook my head, still laughing. "He was supposed to meet me, asked what was taking me so long, but he's not here."
"I still can't quite believe he snuck into my room to steal my snacks!" sulked Liam.
"Aww Liam bean."
"Stop calling me Lima bean," he grumbled.
"Only if you get me something to eat," I countered.
"Now you want some too? Well, all right. At least you are asking."
Liam got up and went into his room, reappearing a second later with a small case in his hands.
"Take what you want," he prompted me, whereupon I grabbed a packet of white Hershey Kisses and a Smarties chocolate.
"Not the Smarties chocolate, I want to eat that alone," he protested.
I gave him a strange look. "There are literally another five."
Liam searched for an explanation but ended up shutting his mouth again and saying nothing, closing the box and sitting back down. We both ate in silence after he explained how to eat kisses correctly. Liam was convinced that they were meant to be fed to another person. And that you had to press them onto the other person's closed lips before you could eat them, because "when you kiss somebody, you also touch their lips first before you slide in your tongue".
I have to confess that I have never been so grossed out by him before. How the heck did he even come up with such an idea, eww.
I was close to throwing up by the time we finished both the chocolate and the kisses, and on top of that, it was getting time to go to dinner.
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