Aleksei & Liam

48. Lover boy

(Aleksei's PoV)

I spent the rest of the week avoiding everyone except Liam, I hadn't told him about Cheryl's requests, i couldn't.

What makes it worse is that I hadn't exactly told Cheryl I won't be considering it. Which means she's probably out there hoping to hook up soon.
I gulped at the messed up situation I had landed myself in.

Liam placed a gentle kiss to the top of my head and tightened his arms around me.

Yes, I was currently being spooned by Liam while we watched telly. I'm horrible, I know.

I sent him a smile as we continued to watch whatever it was that was playing on the television but I couldn't concentrate. At times I'd melt into Liam's strong arms while being enveloped in his familiar scent, bringing back fond memories of every second I spent with him but then I'd remember he wasn't mine and that I had a girlfriend.

"How did you take the breakup?"

He looked at me with a confused expression.

"You and...Alex."

Liam shrugged, "we weren't exactly compatible and we both knew that."

"What if, say, one of you didn't know that," I angled my head to look at him, "that you weren't compatible."

"Is this about Cheryl? I thought you broke up with her!" He retracted his arms and looked at me with a frown.

"Why would you think that?"

"I-I haven't seen you two together and...you're here."

"I've been avoiding her."

Liam's face fell, like he knew I was capable of doing this but still wished I wasn't.

I was a disappointment.

"I-I just don't know how to do it." I confessed.

There was a silence and I couldn't help but sneak a glance at Liam who hugged himself now that he had pushed me away.

"Do you...like her?" He picked at his fingers without looking at me.

"I mean, I do but not the way I like you." My heart raced as the words came out of my mouth. I may like Liam a lot but it felt so foreign to be vocal about it.

"You don't have to breakup with her." Liam looked at me as the words left his mouth, "I understand but we must stop seeing each other."

"Shut up." I threw myself at him and held him close, "I want you." I whispered into the crook of his neck. I wasn't one to be vocal about how I felt, however strong my feelings were. I saw it as a sign of weakness but I couldn't contain said feelings when it had to do with a certain blond headed boy. I was so enamoured by him.

He rested his hand on the small of my back and held me in place for a while, I liked this.

"Alfie saw us."

He was silent for a while and I lifted my head from his neck to look at him, "the other day...kissing."

"Uh, a-are you okay with that?"

I shrugged and rest my head in his chest, "he's mad at me."

"That you didn't tell him? Surely he's not homophobic."

"Kinda." I didn't want to tell him that Alfie had called me out for playing Liam, it wasn't true but that doesn't mean his words didn't live in my mind rent free.

"I don't care what they think."

"They're your friends."

"They're not if they can't accept us." He blushed at my words and I kissed his nose, turning him into mush.

"As much as I wish to cuddle, my parents are going to get home any minute." Liam said with a frown.

"Ugh! can we runaway?" I groaned to which Liam simply replied with a chuckle.

I lazily pulled myself up and pouted.

"I'll come over tomorrow and we can go to the party together." Liam promised.

"Alright, lover boy." I cooed as I pecked his lips one last time before leaving.

I left his place in high spirits, a permanent smile etched on my face as I blushed an embarrassing pink. I could still feel his arms around me and his breath on my skin. I rubbed my hands against my cheeks to calm them down but only flushed a little more.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I picked it up to see that I had a new message from Cheryl.

I gulped as I opened the message,

'See you tomorrow. Will probably be my last party here :/ '

I felt my heart sink. I've been so horrible to her and she still talks to me like I haven't done anything, like all the horrible things I did were normal.

I shoved my phone back into my pocket as I made my way back home, at least she was leaving soon, things may begin to look up.