Chapter 24: I Really Like You

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LIAM'S POV

I don't know how I got convinced, but I'm here sitting on the couch at Mike's place. His house is dirty and smells like shit. There are a lot of clothes on the floor, his clothes and some girls' clothes, there's food covering the tables, liquids spread across the floor and his furniture is all over the place.

He was so excited when he told us he was going to move out from his parent's house, of course they're the ones who bought him this one, but he still thought he was being independent and responsible. Rich people with weird thoughts.

The first week everything was fine, everything was on its place, lots of food on the refrigerator, bathrooms and rooms organized and clean, it even smelled like cinnamon. Later on that week, he made a huge party to celebrate his new house, a lot of people came, friends, friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends, it was huge. Everyone was inside playing beer pong, some stupid games like the naked poker one and there was also people outside in the pool, people making out in every corner, pizza on tables, floor and everywhere, every single room was filled with people having sex, it looked like an orgy, really gross in my opinion, and it was a new experience for me because I had never seen something like that before, not that I wanted to know of.

From that day on, he started to give a fuck about his brand new house, he threw his clothes where he wanted, he was too lazy to clean them, he doesn't wash his dishes and doesn't care about any work for his house. His parents told him to hire a made or someone to help him with the hygiene of the house but he refused, he's stupid like that.

"What have you smoked in here, it smells like shit." Logan says when he first enters Mike's room. Just what I have thought moments ago.

"You live surrounded by garbage man." Jason tells him. He stands up from the couch next to me and goes to grab another slice of pizza. "How is there oxygen here?"

"I like it this way." Mike says and checks out his horrendous room, "It describes me perfectly. If you don't like it you can go back to your parent's." He informs us almost in an angry voice. He goes and sits on a green hand shaped chair next to the TV and grabs a slice of pizza. He thinks he's a big deal because he lives alone. Well it kind of makes him.

"Chill man, I was just saying." Logan tells him moving his hands informing him to calm down. Sometimes I feel my friends act like chicks.

"The party is coming in ladies." Robert says when he comes in, holding several six packs of beer, "Damn, you look depressing." He says when he finds us doing nothing and talking about anything, "Come on, let's get this party started." He gives each one a beer and lets his body fall down on Mike's bed.

"I see a new hairstyle going on on your head Robert." Logan tells him and flips his own hair making fun of Robert. He looks the same to me, I don't usually put attention or remember how everyone's hair looks like, unless they shave it completely or something extreme like that.

"Girls love this hairstyle." Robert says and brushes his hair with his hands, "I'm like a clone of Cristiano Ronaldo." We all laugh and drink our beer.

"Harries, who's the girl you were with today?" Mike asks me, throwing the leftovers of his pizza to the floor. He's a pig.

"None of your business." I reply with a smile. I'm not embarrassed of Allie like I was before, when I was a total jerk, but I don't want them to know about my personal life, especially of Allie, who is my weakness. I'm pretty sure they'll go and tell the rest of the group and then they will mock me with silly romantic quotes or jokes in front of her.

Not the best idea to tell them.

"Come on Liam, who is it this time?" Logan joins him, "Big tits or nice ass?" In a normal scenario I would laugh out loud about this comments but Allie is not like all the girls I've been with. My last 'dates' were so easy because they were in urgent need of a guy. I didn't have to tell them a word when their hands were already on my body.

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