dirty little secret [dark l.p]

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Short, filler chapter. Read, for information purposes.

Emily's POV

"It's all lies?" I ask, and he nods.

"Yeah mostly all of them." Liam shrugs.

"Like I've heard that I was going around and giving kids bags of cocaine for fun. I'm not that fucked up," Liam scoffs, making me laugh a little.

"You don't do drugs?" I ask.

"Not anymore. I used to when I was younger." I'm weary at this point, but I shake it off, since he doesn't anymore.

"Okay, fair enough." I let out a sigh, before looking around.

"Not to be rude, but when do you plan on leaving?" I ask, looking at him.

"I don't know. Not much to do today." He says.

"Good. Because for your punishment for breaking into my home, will be to help me unpack." I say, smiling.

"No," Liam scoffs.

"Want to call it truce, and settle everything between us? Then do this. It will be a fresh start." I say, thinking the idea is fair, even though I have already forgave him.

"Fine." Liam says, walking over to a box of silver wear.

"Let's get started, shall we?" I say, laughing vigorously.

"Don't get too fond of this," Liam says, placing the silver wear in its rightful place, and the cups in another.

I laugh, placing recent bought food in the fridge and in the pantry.