Perfect For Me

CHAPTER 15 (Ryan Lander)

What was wrong with me? The kiss with Liam had happened almost 24 hours ago. Why could I still feel his lips on mine? And I liked that feeling. No. No I didn't. Or did I?

Absent minded I put on my suit. Normally I wouldn't go to the homecoming ball but because we organised it, we had to be there. We had some finishing touches to do and would meet there about an hour earlier then everyone else. Probably the reason why I hated the principals idea that much. Helping was okay, but attending the ball? Nope.

Somehow, my thoughts went to Liam again. Did I feel something for him? Yes. Hatred. I hated him for being his arrogant self, for being the golden boy. For having a brother and parents who loved him more than everything else. I hated him for being able to occupy my mind since yesterday. For being able to make my whole body wish for more after only one kiss.

I really had to be desperate if it was possible for a boy, for LIAM to make me like his kiss. That had to be it. I sighed relieved. See? Problem solved. I knew almost every girl in our school would give everything to spend a night with me. And today after the ball I would just ask someone to spend the night with me. It was that simple!

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"Can I please have your attention?" The voice of our principal boomed from the many speakers we had put in our gym, the improvised ballroom for tonight. I rolled my eyes. Even though I had never been to the ball before I could imagine what he was going to say. A few thank-yous, a little anecdote, something "funny" and finally some "have funs" or "enjoy the evening".

My mind drifted off as soon as he started his speech. Subconsciously my eyes wandered around, looking at different people, judging their appearance. Most girls wore really pretty dresses, some tried to much, pushing their titts into everyone's faces and wearing too much makeup. Most boys simply wore a suit, usually a black one. Liam as well. He really should wear black more often. It suited him... And I really liked his tie. Its blue colour made his eyes shine. He had styled his almost black hair elegantly in some kind of quiff, making his curls almost disappear. I definitely liked his usual "i just got out of bed"-look better. His curls were just too cute to be hidden....

"And last but not least I want to thank the boys who organised tonight's event." The principal pulled me out of my thoughts. Wait, why did I even think things like that? "The two soccer teams really did their best to make this evening wonderful. Even if their help may not have been very voluntary. But I think you've learned you lesson, especially the captains. Am I right?" This earned a few laughter from the people around me. Yeah, very funny! I rolled my eyes. I really wasn't looking forward to this night. And we couldn't even drink to make this whole thing more bearable because we were underage. And the teachers had a very close look at all the students. I pitied them. I bet most if them liked the ball as much as I did.

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After one or two hours of standing in the room and doing nothing, almost my whole team decided to go outside. Fresh air sounded really good after being stuck in the stuffy gym for so long. Being the last one to leave the building, I slumped against the wall as soon as I was outside. I listened to a conversation between Andy, Jeremy and another one of my teammates, Simon. From time to time I would say something too, just so they wouldn't be too nosy, and leave me alone. My social energy was definitely spent for today, although I usually had a lot of that to begin with. But now I felt kinda exhausted and needed to refill my energy.
My plan of being left in silence worked quite well until the other soccer team stumbled outside as well. From the way some of them walked you could tell that they had found a way of getting alcohol, despite their age. Probably an older sibling or something like that. I just sighed. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with a bunch of drunken boys. Pushing myself away from the wall I quietly tried to sneak away to find myself some lovely girl to make me forget about everything. But before I could close the door, Liam noticed me.

"Hey Ryan! Where're you going? Trying to get away without having to participate in the stupid game of truth or dare?" "What? I didn't even listen to you. I didn't know you all wanted to play something. But sorry guys, I have to pass. I am going inside again." Looking around once I turned and was on my way of walking inside the school when I heard Liam mutter something under his breath.

"What? What did you say?!" "I said you think you're too good to listen to everyone around you. You think you're better than everyone else, but news flash: You're not!" "What, you say you're better than me?" I laughed. "Cause let me tell you one thing, you are not the best. Rather the opposite. You are on the bottom of the popularity chain. Or why do you think not even your parents are home enough to see you?" Well, it probably wasn't my place to say something about being unwanted by their parents but it was the first insult that came to my mind. Sadly I wasn't as eloquent as Liam. Not that I would ever admit that to him.
Liam kept his cool. "Oh, you're one to talk. At least my parents have a reason to not see me. They have to work. What's the excuse of your mom and dad? Hm, let me think. Nothing. Well apart from the fact that you are a giant disappointment to them!"

This made me snap. He knew exactly how I felt about my home life. And he had the audacity to blame the mistakes of my parents on me AND tell all of the soccer players about it too. I lunged forward, knowing someone would stop me soon but hoping I would be able to at least land one punch.

Sadly I wasn't. Andy and Jeremy both held me back. I could see Nathan and some boy I didn't know doing the same to Liam. He looked like he was close to exploding. I couldn't help but snicker at his red face which caused him to try even harder to get free. Aw, poor boy. I laughed at my own thoughts.
"Oh, why is it always me?" I heard Benn mumble before he was pushed to stand between my enemy and I. "What happened to you? It really seemed like the rivalry was put to an end for good. Do you really want to throw all that progress away?" Liam and I simultaneously turned our heads to glare at him. Benn put up his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. But still. Get a hold on yourself. Because if you get US into your punishment one more time, you will wish you were dead. Believe me, all the anger of 24 well build soccer players is nothing you want to put on you! Now calm down and get away. We do not want to see you tonight anymore!"

Grumbling I shook Andy's and Jeremy's hands off. Actually I was happy about their decision to send me away. I would have loved to rile up Laim a bit more, but I had to take what I could get. And if that was some peace, I definitely was okay with it. Changing my mind I walked towards the parking lot. Alone-time was good but maybe by some coincidence a girl was willing to take me home with her to work my frustration off, if you know what I mean.

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I had been lucky. Some Lisa had taken me home with her. And I had to say, the sex wasn't too bad. But not good enough to make me forget about Liam. I wasn't angry at him anymore, -well, not as much as before at least- but now I began to doubt my sexuality once again. I mean I hadn't had a problem with sleeping with Lisa.

But still...I had noticed how good some boys looked in a suit. Like the one I share chemistry with. Or Liam... when we were outside and Nate had held him back, I had noticed how fit he really was. He had taken off his jacket and the shirt he wore underneath slipped up a bit. I mean, I had known he had a six pack. But I hadn't known how hot it looked on him!

Once I noticed what I had been thinking I shook my head. Maybe I was attracted to men as well. Sometimes, a little bit at least. But I never would fall for Liam Williams!