Not In Love With Liam

47~ Not Just Friends

♜LIAM LAWRENCE♜

I hadn't dumped her with a card. I hadn't made a joke about her being an alcoholic. I didn't buy her a seven foot teddy bear. I wasn't kissing Julia. So why she wasn't answering my calls? I had no idea.

The last time I'd spoken to her was when she visited my dad's place, which by the way, I wasn't planning on moving out of any time soon.

I called Antony briefly last night when I knew my mum would be at work. I told him I was fine and to tell Mum I had come to stay with Dad. I knew she wouldn't be happy - but that was the whole point of calling when I knew she'd be out.
I still didn't want to talk to her. For starters, making up meant going back home.
Although they were both my parents, my home was with my mum, not my dad. Dad's place was so different to mum's. No, we didn't have the freshly cooked meals when we got back from wherever it was we'd been all day. There was never the smell of feminine perfumes or masses of heels lying in the corridor, tripping Antony and I up on our way to the bathroom - but somehow never tripping Mum up.

But there was a sense of freedom. Dad didn't care what we did - it was summer. That meant zero rules.
Obviously he still took care of us, it wasn't like we were in the wild out there. Dad and his girlfriend had split up so there was no mother figure in the house either. Perfect!

Stephan's mum took him to hers every weekend, but because I was staying, Stephan refused to go.

We'd made plans to go out this evening to watch a film and maybe get some food, but before that, I had to figure out why Noah was ignoring me.

Sometimes it felt like her and I spoke completely different languages.
We rarely understood each other nowadays.

🈵🈵🈵

"This is her place?"
"Her parents' place."
"Ah. Cool. Well? What are you waiting for? Get outta my car." Stephan said, leaning over to my side so he could open my door.

I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the car. Noah's dad was probably my biggest fear right then. If he opened the door, I couldn't guarantee there'd be any actual words coming out of my mouth.

I rang the doorbell.

I got lucky. Her sister....

"Hey."
"Hi. What do you want?"
"You always this friendly?" I said jokingly.
"You have three seconds - "

"Okay okay, I'm sorry. I was just wondering if I could speak to Noah?"
"Noah is not here."
"Alright, how many guys have been told that?"
"Hm?"
"What, did she tell you to say that to me?"
"Liam, I'm guessing by the way you're talking to me, you assume we're somewhat friends. I'd like you to understand that we aren't, nor will we ever be, friends. Clear?"
"Crystal."
"Good. Now, I've told you my sister isn't home. What you choose to do with that information is up to you."

....Maybe not so lucky.

And with that, the micro bitch shut the door in my face.

I decided to give up and go back to the car. I'd obviously done something wrong, but unfortunately for me I was born with a penis, meaning I'd have to figure it out myself, because no girl was going to tell me.

🍆🍆🍆

"Okay, Chelsea said she was gonna meet us there - "
"What about Bryce? If you and Chelsea are gonna be eating more of each other than popcorn, at least give me someone to throw up with." I interrupted.