I was interrupted by someone carelessly walking by, almost hitting me in the face with a black and white Van's backpack.
"it's impolite to stare", he said when he was already a step behind the table I was sitting at, leaving me with an open mouth.
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Chapter sixteen --- thank you for more than 750 reads! I'm emotional my babies... tysm your support means the world
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"Liam just sent a message. His friend got drunk, he's bringing him to our place for him to sober up a bit, they're on their way back.", Ed informed us when the movie was over, and we had switched to playing FIFA. I was playing against Niall, but that definitely did not stop me from rolling my eyes. Oh, he's drunk. Tell me about it. And now William would come here too? It couldn't get any better than this.
Maybe I should just go to bed. Or get drunk as well. I didn't feel up to facing William. If he was still that drunk - What if he said something in front of the others?
I grabbed another beer. "Cheers", I said, drowning almost half a bottle in one go, earning a weird look from Zayn. "What? A lad can drink!", I said in response and drank the rest as well.
Less than ten minutes later, Liam and William stumbled into the room. Liam looked normal, a little tipsy maybe, but William had definitely had more than him. And yet he still looked gorgeous. His eyes found me immediately, a smug drunk grin plastered on his face, his eyes shining. His hair was sticking out a bit in all angles, as if he'd just woken up, and his skin was slightly glistening with sweat.
Niall was the first to say something: "Who are you, mate? I'm Niall, and this are Zayn, Ed and Harry." He nodded towards us one after one while introducing us to William.
"I'm William," he slurred. Niall snapped his head towards me, probably remembering when I had bitched about him because of the presentation. I signalled to him with a discreet nod that he was right.
"And I know you and Harry. We played, uh..." , he got slower towards the end of the sentence, furrowing his brows as if searching for the missing word.
"Soccer", Liam threw in, which made William's face light up like a little child's on Christmas day. "Yes! We played soccer."
All 5 of us made ourselves comfortable on the sofa, with William giggling. "I'm also Louis", he said, "I'm Louis and William." I think that went unnoticed by everyone than me. He had already texted me that he was called Louis.... so, William Smith was just a fake name? I really needed to update Eleanor. William - or Louis, whatever - really seemed to be here illegally. But I didn't want to think about that right now.
I glanced over at Niall again, making sure that he pulled William down next to him, to avoid him sitting next to me. The couch got quite a bit cramped, but at least William was far from me.
But even though he was sitting on the other side of the sofa, I felt his gaze on me almost all the time. To distract myself, I reached for the chip bag and stuffed a handful in my mouth, then concentrated fully on Zayn and Liam playing against each other. William cutely gigged from time to time when one of them cursed. He was spreading a warm and open mood, the strong contrast to his actual appearance was almost alarming.
