Chapter Three

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That's Blairs outfit which my good friend Tumblr helped me find.

*Blairs POV*

"Ha!" I yelled standing up and dancing around in victory. "I win! Suck on that Darren!"

We've been playing Fifa 17 for the past half an hour and drew every time besides this last match, of which I won.

"No. No no no no no. You must've cheated I've never lost. I demand a rematch!!" Liam says over dramatically.

"You're on but don't cry when I beat you again." I say challenging him. Just as we were going to press rematch we hear the tapping of heals walking on the wooden floor. Liam and I turned towards the door to see who it was. Fuck. Lillian has arrived. Damn just as things were going great she had to intrude.

*Liam POV*

I think Blair being able to beat me in Fifa made me even more attracted to her. However I think I was at a slight disadvantage; sitting this close to her made me get very distracted and obviously that effected how good I was. She had long dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes. Her thick dark eyebrows and sharp, prominent nose fitted her face perfectly.

The sounds of heals clicking on the floor made me turn to face the door. Standing in front of it was a girl who's makeup must've made up half of her body weight. She was an unnatural orange colour. Like Donald Trump orange. With Donald Trumps colour hair as well but it was long and thin. Her boobs were fake and uneven and besides that she was an ironing board up and down. Her dress covered next to nothing but probably cost six times as much as Blairs whole outfit. She had six inch stilettos on and was still only 5'6ish at least 3 and a half inches shorter than Blair who was in flats.
(I don't know how well I explained that. Blair is 5"9.5 and Lillian is 5" but is wearing 6 inch heels,)

"Why are you here Lillian?" Lucy whined. Lillian ignored her and rolled her eyes. Her eyes drifted to me and her eyes raked up and down my body making me slightly uncomfortable.

"Hiya." She said trying to make herself sound sexy I guess. It didn't work. "I'm Lillian, what's your name gorgeous?" I squirmed uncomfortably. Blair felt this and started laughing, but she  received a glare from her sister so she tried to muffle it.

"I'm Liam." I say before turning back to Blair. "We still on for that rematch?" I asked. "You're on." She answered grinning.

Half way through the match (which Blair was beating me in, again.) Lillian comes and sits next to me, her hand on my thigh, making it's way closer and closer to my crotch. "I know you from somewhere babes." She says to me.

"I doubt it." I replied, not taking my eyes off of the screen.

"No I'm sure I do.." she repeated tapping her chin. "Oh I know!" She said snapping her fingers together. "A month ago at Taylor's party!" Suddenly I realised what she was talking about. "We hooked up, but I left before you woke up."

At this Blair burst out laughing once again. "Dudeeeeee." She said stretching it out laughing. "You slept with my sister? Oh man wow." She was still laughing.

Blair POV

They had to sleep together didn't they. She could've hooked up with anyone else but him. For some completely unknown reason it bothered me that she has slept with him. I've known him for little over half an hour yet it bothered me slightly.

"I honestly don't think I'd ever drank so much before." He said shaking his head.

"Hey!" Lillian exclaimed almost offended. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it!"

"Believe me it's not an act. I can barely remember it honestly so don't be offended."

Mr. Darren then entered the living room to call us in. "Time for dinner kids." We all stood up and made our way to the dining room.

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