[Briam] "I'm not into him"

chapter 6:

Liam's POV:

tomorrow would be Friday.
the night of the party, which now i was starting to think it would be fun.

i laid down on my bed, smiling to myself about what had happened yesterday during class.
who knew that Brett would make me feel.. well- that way.
the best part about today is that we had the day off.
usually on the first week there's 1 day where it's a day off, and today happened to be that day.

the even more fun part about was the day off was Brett had the baby.
and- if he wanted to give it to me, he would have to come here.
suddenly when i was about to get up, my phone started ringing loudly.
it was Brett.
grabbing it, i slide the answer button.
"hello?" i say.
"hi" Brett huffed through the phone.
"what's up?.." i asked him, wondering why he would call.
"uhm, im super tired and the baby is annoying the crap out of me, so can i please go to your house?" Brett begged me, sounding super adorable.
"im not sure if im allowed.. can we just FaceTime or something?" i try to think of other ways i can be with him.
"fine, I'll call you in a minute" he gave in and hung up.

i got up from laying down and headed to the bathroom to fix up myself.
i made my hair look a little more presentable and brushed off my grey hoodie a bit.
i was also wearing black jeans, typical me.

my iPhone started ringing, signalling he was calling me.
i quickly answered and laid down on my stomach on my bed.
suddenly his face popped up and i noticed he was shirtless and in sweats.
which of course, was very difficult to focus with.
"hey," i say to him awkwardly.
i heard the baby crying in the background.
"hi.." Brett said and rubbed his eyes.
the crying continued but we stayed silent.
"aren't you going to make him stop?" i chuckled.
"stop what?" he said half awake.
"the baby's crying..?" i pointed out the obvious.
"oh really.." he turned around, camera still in hand and picked up the baby.
"shut the fuck up you little piece of shit" Brett yelled at the baby while pulling at his own hair.
"oh my gosh, Brett, you're just going to make it worse" i covered my mouth to contain any laughter.
"i really wish you were here.." Brett pouted his lips, making me secretly crave the feeling of his lips against mine.
"yeah well im sure my mom wouldn't be pleased to know i snuck out to someone's house.." i say disappointedly.
"now, take care of Tristan, the crying won't stop on its own" i warned him seriously.
"and what if i don't take care of him?" Brett attempted to bug me.
"then I'll beat your little werewolf-ass when you get to school and never speak to you again" i pretend to be strict but when Brett bursts into laughter, i couldn't hold it any longer.
"wow okay, fine" Brett set the camera down and picked up the baby, taking care of him properly.
"and by the way, i don't think you meant to say 'little', because compared to you, shortstuff, im way taller" he bragged cockily and i raised my eyebrows, pretended to be offended.

"well, for your information, the shorter i am, the more aggressive i can get, so you better watch your back." i defend myself.

being short sucked but having Brett being taller than me was actually quite adorable.

"so have you decided to go to the party tomorrow?" Brett was still bugging me about going, i had finally made a decision.
"yeah i guess so, but im warning you, if things get shitty, im leaving."
"trust me, I'll be right with you, it'll be fun" he reassured.
"yeah.." i mumbled into the mic.
there was an odd silence.
"well, im going to go now, I'll talk to you later" i told him.
"aww okay.. I'll see you tomorrow, byeee" he waved and smiled like a little kid, squinting his eyes closed and showed his full teeth.
i giggled and waved, smiling back at him before clicking end.

~the night of the party~

the whole day at school had been pretty much normal, everyone was super stoked about tonight.
which i didn't exactly see why, it was just another simple party.