(Edited 7/11/18)
I wake up, feeling arms around my waist and hearing little faint snores behind me. I turn around and I face a sleeping Liam who's arms tighten around me.
I should slap the daylights out of him.
He left last night! His left eyebrow is covered in a white bandage looking thing. Whatever he does, he must be good as hell in it because he's never severely hurt.
Props.
But I'm still mad.
The door swings open, revealing Kait and she squeals. "Awe! You guys are annoying!" My entire body shook before I let out a deep breath.
"Can you shut up? Liam's dad is home." I roll my eyes, playing it off like I wasn't scared shitless just then.
"No. He's out for the day. He left a note or whatever it is you weird people do." She shrugs and I feel Liam shift behind me.
"Oh okay, how are you fweeweeng?" Liam presses his finger to my mouth and I slap his hand down.
"Shut. Up." He mumbles sleepily.
"Meanie. Anyway, how are you feeling?" I ask her properly this time, since Liam wants to be an ass.
Kait opens her mouth, but Liam cuts her off. "You want to see how mean I can be? Close it, I'm tired." I smack his head and he groans. "You're so abusive." Have I told y'all how sexy that groan is?
"I'm fine, thanks for asking. Now get up, we have to do something today." Kait jumps up and down, clapping her hands.
"You're such a kid, what do you want to do, Bella?" I ask her and she puts a finger on her chin.
"I'm thinking, we head to the Bayou." She says in a thick southern accent, putting her hands on her hips and I just stare at her. "Okay fine. I don't know, let's get Sean, Mason, Cole, Gabe, and that Jordan kid to go out with us."
I try to say something, but Liam cuts me off. "Nobody is going out with anybody, this one's mine." His morning voice is so sexy, I was so close to telling him I'm this.
"Yeah, no. I don't remember being on sale at a store." I pat him on his arm and he shrugs.
"You don't have to be on sale, I'd pay full price, doll." He winks at me and I blush.
Ugh.
"Okay well, isn't there a party today?" Kait asks and Liam turns rigid, tightening his hold on me.
"Yes. But neither of you are going." He informs us. I poke his bare chest with my index.
"Look, you aren't the boss of me, I'm seventeen years old. If I want to go, then I'm going."
"Yeah and if she goes, I go." Kait says, trying to sound intimidating.
"I don't give a damn about you. You can go, Jasmine is staying home." I push off of him, rolling out of bed and immediately feeling cold.
Kait turns, walking away and I look down. "You changed me!" I scream at him and he smirks.
"I didn't change you, I took your clothes off." He shrugs.
"Leaving me in my bra and panties is not okay." I frown and take his t-shirt, pulling it over my body.
"You've been—" he's cut off by a loud crack of thunder, making the floor shake.
YOU ARE READING
The Player in Him
Teen Fiction"Why aren't you scared?" I whine and he laughs. "Come on, you wouldn't dare hurt me with that. It's too risky, and I can get out of this easily, babe." I can tell he's smirking and it's sickening. "Oh yeah? Try." I say confidently and in o...
