{chapter 21}

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-Parker's POV-

I wake up next to Liam, his face looking adorable, as per usual. I notice the scent of perfume coming off of him, but its probably just because we've been around Bee.

Where was he last night? And the night before? What he told me wasnt very believable.

I crawl out of our warm bed and stumble into the bathroom. I see my small reflection, my messy curls and swollen eyes. Liam's reflection sneaks behind me, a smile spilling over my lips.

Ask him! He is your boyfriend, he should be able to tell you anything and everything!

"Where did you go last night?" I burst out a little more sharply than intended. His eye widen and he tenses. 

"I was at Iris' hotel, I hope you dont mind" he says, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away. I turn around.

"Why were you there?" 

"Sh-She does youtube too, we were sorting out some collab ideas" he bites his fingernail.

Good enough.

I lean over the sink and begin to brush my teeth, him exhaling and leaving the bathroom. I notice his phone charging on the counter, and I hear our bedroom door close.

I close the bathroom door and turn on the sink. I turn on his phone and unlock it.

9494

We told eachother our passcodes a while ago. I press the iMessage app, and see his most recent text is to Iris. 

Iris: hey! I heard you were in Boston and wanted to know if you wanted to hang out! ;)

Liam: sure, whats the address to your hotel?

Iris: Copley Place, 110 Huntington Ave :) hurry!

The next night, last night, he didnt even respond.

Iris: meet me at my room, 10:45 sharp ;)

I dont know what to do. At this point, my stomach feels like its going to fall out of my butt, and my heart aches as if it was being squeezed.

I'm not sure if I should believe what he told me or not. I shake the thought and plug his phone back in, then brush my teeth and hair. 

I walk out to the warm smell of pancakes, Mark is cooking again. He smiles at me and offers me a plate, I take it. 

My pancakes have blueberries in them, I sit next to Liam, his has chocolate chips.

"Yum" I say to him, smiling. He smiles back as he cuts his breakfast. 

Zach comes into the living room where we are all scattered on the couch and floor, devouring our delicious pancakes. 

"I signed us all up for bowling at three today, so be ready at 2:30!" he yells, then exits the room. We all cheer and continue to eat. 

I lean on Liam's shoulder as I set my plate next to me. I pull out my phone and open the camera, pointing it at us. We smile, and I post it to twitter.

Mark walks over to us. He moves my plate and leans on me, almost exact to how I am leaning on Liam. I tense, and look over to him. 

"I'm tired, how was breakfast, hottie?" he asks, smirking at Liam. 

Liam glares at him again, then to me. 

"P-please dont lean on me" I ask politely.

He doesnt budge, but he does move his fingers to my inner thigh where Liam can't see. I grab his hand and push it away, Liam noticing what he was doing.

"I'm going to shower." Liam says, getting up.

/time skip to 2:45pm\

"Is everyone ready?" Zach yells through the house, everyone replying with a "Yes!" or "Lets go!"

Liam and I hold hands as we walk to the ubers Zach called for us all. We climb in, but I make his sit next to Mark. 

We get to the bowling alley, and we bowl for hours and hours. We all show off our "amazing" bowling skills and challenge eachother. Sean ended up losing 10 dollars to Will in a bowling match. 

We laughed the whole way home, Liam being more lovey than he has in the past few days. 

Once we reach the house, we all pitch in to pay the uber and race up the driveway into the house. Michael pushed Liam into the snow a little too hard, I help him up and try to calm him down. 

Bee hooked up her Netflix to the tv in the living room, and since its her account she chose the movie. We end up watching Mean Girls, my head buried into Liam's chest, feeling his lungs bob up and down as he giggles at the jokes from the movie. 

His phone buzzes and lights up, luring my eyes to it as we were sitting in the dark. He kisses my forehead and gets up, walking into the room. 

About 10 minutes later, he walks out of the house. 

-Liam's POV-

Iris told me to come over-again. I give in and find myself at her hotel in 3 minutes this time, up and in her arms in 5. I slip my phone into my back pocket as she pulls me over to the bed. 

I pull off my pants and throw them on the bed, she lays on top of them. I hold her arms above her head and kiss her neck, all the way down to her bellybutton. A moan escapes her mouth as I slip a finger inside of her, rocking in and out. Her back arches, and I hear a ringing sound.

I ignore it and continue, going faster and faster, bigger and louder moans each time. In a moment of silence, I hear Parker's voice.

Wait.

What?

My breathes stop when I remember she is laying on my phone.

"Why'd you stop?" Iris asks as I pull my fingers out of her. I motion for her to stand up, holding a finger over my lips, signaling to be quiet. She nods and obeys, and I see the light from my phone through my jeans. 

I pick up my phone, and hold it to my ear. I hear a muffled cry, then a steady burr.

Fuck.

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