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Annoyed. That's how I feel at the moment. If I was a human, it would be extremely terrible to feel that emotion right after mass, but me being a demon is definitely a pass. However, if anyone was experiencing what I am right now, it would be extremely understandable: people coming up to me telling and asking me all sorts of irrelevance.
"Liam, how have you been?"
"Liam, lookin' good. Tryin' to finally get a girlfriend?"
"Oh my goodness Liam I haven't seen you in a long time!"
With every comment or question, I can feel the anger rising and boiling. However, I just smile and make my way through the crowds of people. I guess I should exit the same time as everyone. I make it through a few more waves of people and their ridiculous attempts to start conversation when the sight a few feet away keeps me frozen. Again. I found my father. Talking to Niall's father with Niall sitting next to them. I'm a little far away to decipher what they're talking about, but I can clearly see the looks of laughter on both men's faces. Confusion immediately fills my mind. If I was correct about Niall and his dad, they are definitely new to the area. And the Paynes absolutely are not the welcoming types, so I don't understand why my father is the one to talk to him. And if a Payne were to have a conversation, they certainly wouldn't be laughing. That's almost a foreign feeling to us. I quickly send a glare at the side of my father's head. What in the world does he want with them? There can be no way that his intentions are even slightly positive. Before I can continue my internal tirade against my father, I feel eyes on me.
Quickly turning my head to face the person who even had the audacity look at me, I immediately feel regret fill me to the core. God must either really hate me or demons because the person who is looking at me with their cherubic blue eyes is Niall. Warmth gradually seeps its way into my body. Even though this is probably far from the truth, his stare makes me feel like I am a jewel in his eyes. That immediately makes me falter. Jewel? Feel? There are definitely things that are uncommon for a demon to experience. I'll have to ask my father about this even though that conversation will be dreadful.
I am taken out of my self-induced stupor when I see the blush on Niall's cheeks get a little darker, almost regretting a thought that runs past him. I, on the other hand, smirk at the sight. What could he possibly be thinking of that would make the little angel blush? Before I could think of something too dirty or sexual on church grounds, he waves his hand and gingerly points to the empty seat next to him. Now that shocks me to no end. Niall wants me, a complete and utter stranger, to sit next to him? Outside of mass? Possibly start a conversation? I quickly shake my head with a grumbling chuckle and start to make my way over. I only make it a quarter of the way to Niall before the scent of cheap perfume makes me scrunch my nose in disgust. Before any protest can leave my body, a girl walks and stops in front of me. She flashes a flirtatious smile, but I quickly back up to breath in some remnant of fresh air.
"Cheryl," I growl out. "What the hell do you want?"
She immediately morphs her face into a pseudo-innocent pout. "Oh come on, Liam. That's no way to treat your friend," the succubus says in a sickly sweet tone. The lustful demon tries to lift her fingers to brush against my arm, but I roughly pull away.
"Last time I checked, you and I were not friends. And I personally believe that we could never be friends," I grimace. She responds with a high pitched giggle that twists my insides.
"Fine," she huffs, "that's no way to treat your girlfriend." Ignoring her, I glance over her shoulder to see the angel watching the entire spectacle, trying to suppress his giggles into his sweater sleeve that shake his entire body. Even with the overload of cuteness, his reaction sends a weird pang through my chest? Is he laughing at my misery?
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