Expelled and needing to transfer for his final year, Liam had known immediately where to go. It was the place that'd taken everything from him; that'd ruined him so absolutely it'd twisted his personality beyond recognition.
The place where he'd met...
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"Olivia, what the hell are you doing?"
ㅤLiam was stunned to find his sister sprawled on a sofa, drunk, with one heel missing. A tilted chute of champagne balanced in one hand, dripping down her arm, whilst her car keys rattled in the other.
ㅤ"I'm just restin'," she slurred, squinting as if unsure what was going on.
ㅤLiam and Charlie had returned to the main hall a couple of minutes prior, only to realise they'd missed the last speech revealing how much the fundraiser raised in total. It meant that people were beginning to leave. And, although the hall was still bustling, the numbers were quickly dwindling.
ㅤLiam sighed at the sprawled mess of his sister before him. As much as Olivia liked to pretend Liam was the loose cannon, she was no better after a self-prescribed bender. Liam, at least, had alcohol tolerance.
ㅤHe took the spilling glass from her hands and she tried to reach for it weakly.
ㅤ"Gimme back."
ㅤ"No." Liam firmly set it on a nearby table. "Where's that boyfriend of yours?"
ㅤOlivia blinked. "Oh," she remembered. "Yea, I have a boyfriend now, don't I?"
ㅤShe giggled and snorted like the realisation was funny to her.
ㅤ"Where is he?"
ㅤ"He's gettin' me tissues I fink."
ㅤ"Great." Liam rolled his eyes. He already knew this was going to turn into a wild goose chase.
ㅤ"Where's yours?"
ㅤLiam pulled Olivia's arm to haul her upright, her deadweight heavy. "Where's my what?"
ㅤ"Boyfriend, dumbarse."
ㅤLiam looked to his side to find Charlie had vanished. "Double great," he snapped, dropping Olivia's arm, and causing her to tumble down with a whimper.
ㅤ"Oww, be gentle with me," she whined.
ㅤ"Shut up, and don't move. I'll be back in a second."
ㅤIt was downright typical that everything had been reduced to an unfunctional mess after leaving for an hour. Greater still, taking his eyes off Charlie for a mere second was enough for him to vanish. It was like trying to round up sheep.
ㅤOlivia scrambled urgently, seizing his wrist with her sticky hand. "Wait, no! Don't go yet."
ㅤHe sighed as she fumbled through her bag, objects falling out and clattering to the floor as she did so, until she found a small box wrapped in brown paper. Liam knew what it was the moment he set eyes on it, and he gave her a dirty look. It was something he'd specifically sworn her not to do. She held it out to him, waving it enticingly.
