"I Won't Mind"

#1. Bloodstream ⚤

Liam

I startled awake to a loud bang above my head. I sighed deeply, the stupid neighbors. They were always doing something, it didn't matter what time of day/night it was... And I think we all knew what they were doing at 4 o'clock in the morning.
Sighing again, I got up and walked quietly to the small kitchen where it was an absolute mess. My roommate was a total wreck 24/7. How in the world have I lived with him for the past two years?! I shook my head. I had no idea. I was the complete opposite. I loved keeping things neat and clean... It was something that had to be done for me. I kind of had to let it go somewhat after living with Niall.

There was another loud bang and I jumped. "What the hell. Assholes."
After staring into the fridge for what seemed like forever 'looking' for food, I finally decided I wasn't that hungry and to just go lay back in bed. Maybe the lovebirds upstairs would quiet down... Just maybe.

-

"Liam. Liam...wake up." Someone was shaking my shoulder. I groaned into my pillow, shifting my body away from the person trying to wake me up. "Liam, come on, man. We have class today." "Five more minutes." I grumbled drowsily. "Liam Payne, get your ass out of bed right now. You can't miss another day, and if I let you sleep another 'five minutes' I know you'll miss class and you'll then be suspended." He was right. I'd missed so many days of school this semester it was impossible to count. The Uni had finally had enough, so they gave me a warning. If I missed one more day of school, I'd be suspended. I know, suspended from Uni? Not possible at all right? Well, it definitely is if you give them a good enough reason.
Sighing deeply, I somehow managed to throw off my duvet and scramble out of bed and get in the shower. Stupid, stupid school.

-

Almost over, the day is almost over. Thank God. I felt like I was back in high school again; staring at the clock, counting down the seconds to when it would finally hit 1 o'clock.
I tapped my leg impatiently as it bounced up and down. I swear this class lasts forever. Fucking physics. Why did I even take it? It's not like it held any importance. I'd had enough in high school.
I sprung up from my desk as soon as the bell rung, heading for the door and out of this shitty building. God knew how much I really hated this place. I didn't really understand why I decided to go to college... Like, I was so done with school, why did I choose to participate in another 4 years of it? Shaking my head at myself, I got in my truck. I was dumb.

-

Niall's thick Irish accent rang in my ears as he talked excitedly about this party we were both invited to later that night. ".. Liam, mate, have you seen his house?! It's huge! Why can't I live with my parents and go to college? Like damn, that would be the life, yeah?" Shaking my head, I smirked. "Sure, Niall. I'm kind of nervous to go to be honest... I mean, it's not the most honest thing for him to do, and for us to be apart of since his parents are gone." I glanced up to see him giving me a blank stare. "What?!" I threw my hands in the air, "I'm just saying, it could be dangerous!" "Liam," Niall just shook his head at me, his brow creased. "Sometimes, you need to learn to let shit go cause man, you're gonna miss out on a whole lot if you don't chill your brains. It's just a party, ok? And I sure as hell am not going without you because this guy is intimidating as fuck, so you're definitely coming, and we're definitely going to have a good time. Y'hear?" His accent made me sick. "Fine," I gave him a look. "But don't think if you get drunk off your ass I'll be the one helping you, got it?" His face lit up. "Course, buddy!," I turned back to my coursework as he slapped my shoulder, prancing to the shower. "This gonna be great!!" I sighed deeply. I already regretted my decision.