Mayhem || {unedited}

"I didn't agree to any party schmoozles"

                  

Three floors. Liam's house-no sorry wait, Liam's mansions has three fucking floors. This wouldn't be a big deal if he had say at least 5 people in his family, but everyone knows Liam Williams' family, and everyone knows his dad lives in England for his job and is only in America for 2 or 3 months a year. That leaves 3 people living in a fucking palace for 9 months a year. God bless America.

"Wow, it's really big," I say slowly and in awe. Liam snorts and smirks which makes me turn to look at him,

"That's what she said," he says winking and I roll my eyes at him, "come on, let's go in," he opens his door, strides over to my side and pulls me out, leading me to his front door across the really fancy mini garden, instead of taking me through the pathway like a normal person. "Don't believe anything my mother tells you, she's just trying to embarrass me. Oh and you'll be having dinner here as well, you'll have to anyways cause we'll be up all night."

I groan and he looks at me, confused, "this isn't even a school project and I'm going to lose sleep over it!" It's his turn to roll his eyes. I pull out my phone to send my mom a quick text.

Me: Hey momma, I'll be having dinner at Liam's, don't wait up xx love you 💕

Hardly a second later my phone flashes and I unlock it.

Birth giver: Don't worry Lottie, your brother and I are having take out tonight. Don't do anything you're not supposed to do 😉😏

Me: ew get out 🙄😒

Birth giver: You know you love me 😉 xoxo your mom ❤️

Me: You're so weird, how are we related?

Birth giver: you're adopted...😂😂🤐

Me: 😖😱😭

Birth giver: Go do appropriate stuff with your boyfriend 😉😋

Me: Bye momma 🙄💕

Birth giver: Laters loser ❤️

I smile at the last text and lock my phone, turning to Liam to see him looking at me intently. My hands fly up to my face by default and he shakes his head, cutting me off before I can even ask,

"No, you don't have a booger on your face. You're moms just really cool, which is a shame because you're not," he says, shrugging and I stick my tongue out at him.

We stop at the door and the door opens automatically. Oh no wait. HE HAS A FUCKING BUTLER.

"Welcome back Master Williams," he says and Liam nods at him. "Hello Miss-"

"Charlie. Just Charlie," I say with a smile. "Might I ask what your name is?"

"Jamie, at your service Miss," he says and I give him a look, "Charlie," he corrects himself which makes me smile.

"You must be Charlotte!" A harmonious voice calls out, drawing my attention to it. I turn my head to look up and see the most magnificent lobby area in the world. (Over exaggerating? Maybe). Marble floors, chandeliers, you name it. "Hello dear, I'm Camille Williams," she says and I reach my hand out for her to shake, "oh nonsense!" She says and pulls me into a hug.

Camille Williams. Mother of Liam and Clara Williams. The most fabulous woman in town. She's really sweet and hugs people the first time she meets them. She's wearing sweatpants and she looks astounding, whereas I look like a couch potato.

"It's so lovely to meet you in person. I've heard so much about you from Clara and Liam," she says linking her arms in mine and leading me through the lobby to what I assume is the living room.