[Briam] "I'm not into him"

chapter 8:

i rubbed my eyes sleepily as i woke up next to Lydia.
her hair was in a bun,- which she must've done sometime last night- and her makeup was slightly smudged under her eyes.
she looked beautiful though.
"Lydia.." i poked her cheek and she groaned, swatting my hand away from her face.
"wakey wakey," i said extra loudly as i walked over to my dresser, pulling off my shirt.
"well that's sure a sight i didn't necessarily need to see.." Lydia chuckled in her sleepy little morning voice.
"sorry.." i laughed in a raspy tone.

i walked over to my bathroom and brushed my teeth, and splashed some cold water on my face.
spraying some axe on myself, i decided to shower once Lydia went home later on.
i walked back out to see Lydia on her phone, looking annoyed.
"my moms freaking out, i forgot to text her" she stood up, adjusting her clothing and redoing her messy bun.
"oh.." i mumbled.
"i should really get going..." she said tiredly.
she slipped on her shoes and picked up her bags.
"here," i quickly slipped on a different shirt and picked up a few of her bags.
we walked outside to her car and i carefully placed her bags down.
"thanks for all the fun yesterday, it was better than i had expected considering we spent most of it shopping" i grinned.
"yes, indeed. we'll have to do this again. and maybe this time a planned sleepover?" she smiled and went in for a hug.
"yes, I'll see you tomorrow" i waved as she got into her car, driving off to her place.
i walked back inside and laid in bed, going back on my phone.

3 new texts.

Brett: "going to be straight up with you..."

"i really want to be with you right now,"

"and hold you in my arms, while calling you mine"

my face went full on red as i read the cute texts from Brett.
it made me feel so happy.

Liam: "and im going to be honest here too"

"being in your arms sounds like the best thing in the world right now"

"especially the feeling of your lips on mine"

i knew that last text would probably drive him wild.
i never really text like that.
Brett replied almost instantly.

Brett: "fuck, Liam."

"you're killing me here,"

i giggled to myself as i knew my words had great effects on him.

Liam: "guess you'll have to suck it up until tmrr, babe"

Brett: "did Liam Dunbar just call me babe? aww"

Liam: "don't make me regret it, Talbot"

Brett: "i won't. soooo what's up?"

that was unusual, Brett never really asked me that.

Liam: "nothing, just heading back downstairs, you?"

i had just remembered how i needed to clean up the mess from downstairs.
so i quickly tidied up that, which surprisingly didn't take too long.
i also found a note from my mom saying how she'd be back with my step-dad at 11 tonight.

after i was finished, i walked over to the couch, replying to Brett.

Brett: "just going for a walk,"

Liam: "sounds nice."

suddenly i heard a loud slam.

"what the fuck was that.." i whisper in low voice.
i carefully walked over to my closet, picking up my metal baseball bat.
(a birthday gift from Stiles of course)