Mystery Dates Part 9 (A.I)

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by MegHayes

by MegHayes

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When I finally forced my heavy feet to clamber into the elevator again and go back to my apartment, I called Liam. He had a lot of explaining to do.

"Y/N, how did the date go?" he asked with a smile in his voice.

"He didn't show," I grumbled.

I flopped down on the sofa with a pizza box and huffed. It was quite humiliating to know that even a blind date didn't want to spend time with me. I couldn't possibly sink any lower than that.

"He what?!" Liam yelled.

I pulled the phone away from my ear, flinching.

"He didn't show. He came to the door, knocked and then ran," I clarified.

"So he came but didn't wait for you to answer the door?" he questioned.

"Exactly."

"I can't believe this. I told him we'd all be there. Why the hell did he run?"

"You told him what?" I asked.

Something didn't sound right there. This mystery boy didn't only know Liam.

"I.... It doesn't matter. I'll call him and rearrange okay," he said sceptically.

I was becoming suspicious. He was leaving out major details and keeping me even further in the dark.

"Liam, what aren't you telling me?" I pressed, eagerly. "Who was he?"

"It doesn't matter," he repeated. "I'll rearrange. Look I need to go. I'll sort this."

"But Liam, you didn't -"

Then he hung up. Why were there so many secrets? Something was happening that they didn't want me to know. First Ashton appearing at the apartment complex at the same time as my mystery date and then Liam basically saying he wasn't the only one who knew the mystery boy.