Irish Oxytocin

Liam | 25

                           ❁ Chapter 25 ❁

The sun was dull Wednesday morning. I was up super early today; which was odd considering I only got home from Nolan's house at around one AM. Nolan couldn't drive me to school this morning because Riley begged him to bring her, which I understood. There were no hard feelings.
I was sitting at my vanity with my curling iron to my hair when I heard a soft knock at my door.
I turned my attention to it as I unravelled a curl off the wand.

"Hello?" I called out.

Daniel opened my door and walked in. He was doing his tie.

"Hey, Sis," Daniel welcomed.
"What's up Dani'?" I asked, grabbing another piece of my hair to curl.
"Is Nolan driving you?" He asked with little curiosity.
"Not today," I sighed. "He's bringing Riley to school."

Daniel nodded and walked behind my chair.

"So, do you need a lift?" He asked patiently.
"Yes," I groaned.

Daniel laughed at me and put his hands on my chair. I continued curling away as he watched.

"How did it go with Nol'?" He asked hesitantly.
"I assume it went well since u didn't come home until last night."
I giggled quietly as I noticed how uncomfortable this topic was for him.
"It was nice. We went to that waterfall place you showed me last summer," I replied, turning off the curler.
"Oh, cool," he said blankly.

I turned out in my chair and gave Daniel a dirty look.

"If you're trying to ask if we're dating, then no. Still friends," I huffed.

Daniel exhaled harshly.

"Thank god," he mouthed.

I rolled my eyes and put stuff away.

"I'm ready to go," I commanded, standing out of my chair.

Daniel pulled his keys out of his cargo pant pocket and jingled them, walking out of the room.
I followed close behind with my bag.

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There were now only ten minutes before the first period. I was standing in front of my open locker on my phone. Nolan was pulling into the parking lot, and I was waiting patiently by myself. I had all my supplies for English on the ground as I waited.
The tone for a sent text message went off on my phone as I texted him for the last time. He'd be beside me in less than a minute. I looked up from my phone as I turned it off, and a loud bang caused me to flinch. Someone's hand aggressively slammed my locker closed. I jumped in fright as I reverted my attention to the arrogant asshole.

"Who the fuck do you-"

...My voice trailed off quickly.

As I stared stunned at the person in front of me, my jaw dropped. It nearly hung to the floor as I tried to comprehend what the hell was going on. I began to feel myself gasping for air.
He was here.
He was back.

"Sorry," he murmured. "I didn't mean to scare you."

My eyes widened in shock. His voice was soft and calm, just as I remembered.
I thought once this moment came that I'd finally see him again, I'd feel calm from the familiarity.
But right now, I was panicking more than I have in such a long time.
He was here, and I didn't want him to be.

"L..I..um..Liam what are you..doing here?" I grumbled under my breath.
"I'm back now," he replied.
"Well, for the hour. I'm getting all my supplies out of my classes and lockers."