Calvin's POV
Calvin walks into Liam's room and leans down and kisses him.
"Now you can tell everyone I've kissed you twice. Both totally innocently. Few people can say that."
"I'm not going to tell anyone you kissed me."
"Why not? I'm awesome and everyone loves me."
"Have you forgotten that I hate you?"
Calvin takes a seat next to Liam on his bed, "You don't hate me, I'm lovely."
"In your dreams."
"Well, in my dreams, I do lovely things."
Liam covers his ears and places a disgusted look on his face. "Ew, I really don't want to know what you do in your dreams."
"Oh, why not? You're in it."
Liam jerks his head towards Calvin, "What the fuck am I doing in your dream?"
Calvin looks at Liam with a huge smirk. "You're doing wonderful things in my dream. Do you want me to describe what you're doing in my dream?"
"With the way your face is, I think I would regret it so much."
"Oh, but we could recreate it."
"We aren't doing that. Never going to happen."
"Are you sure because you are 17. Last time I checked, every 17-year-old I have met is hormonal."
"Can you get the fuck out of my room?" Liam said, getting up. "I need to get dressed."
"I'd prefer you without the clothes, but that's on you."
"Do you only think about shagging someone?"
"That's not all I think about. I want real relationships, but that just seems to be the easiest way to get someone's attention."
"Well, sometimes it's the worst way to get someone's attention. If you weren't a whore, we could've been friends. Ever thought that your sex drive is what causes people to leave? Or maybe it's you being an arsehole."
"I don't want to be your friend, sweet Liam." Calvin puts his hand under Liam's chin. "I dream of so much more."
"Get the fuck out." Liam gestures towards the door. Calvin looks at the door and smirks. He has other plans. He walks towards the door and locks it.
"Good thinking, we don't want Tommy walking in on us, now, do we?" Calvin smirks and winks at Liam as he walks back towards him.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? I want you out of my room now! I need to fucking get dressed."
"Oh, well, go ahead. I don't mind watching."
"I mind. I will not change in front of you!"
"You're right, you're right." Calvin puts his hands up, feigning surrender. "We aren't that far yet. Our relationship needs to advance some."
"What the fuck? Relationship? Have you gone loony?"
"Loony for you, maybe."
"Get out, or I'll yell for Thomson."
"Hey, now! Don't bring Tom-Tom into this."
"Did you just fucking call my brother Tom-Tom? That's an insult. It has to be."
"Tom-Tom doesn't want me around you. He says that you're too innocent. You can't handle yourself around boys like me."
"The fuck I can. I can do whatever I want with whoever I want. If I want to shag you, I fucking will." Liam jumps up and wraps his arms around Calvin's neck, pulling Calvin's face to his. Their lips meet and Calvin holds onto Liam. Liam aggressively pushes Calvin away. "Get out."
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The Enemies
RomanceA sequel to The Bros Love hasn't worked out for him in the past, but meeting the person he can't stand might change that. Can they finally be happy or will they fall apart in the end?