Antisocial [h.s]

[nine]

"Wait, are you serious? You can do the splits?" Harry asked in surprise, playing with my fingers.

"Yeah, Liam used to call me 'Bendy Blake', it was really embarrassing. I mean, even though I was a four year old I was ready to knock him out for teasing me," I explained before taking a sip of my chocolate milk.

"You could do the splits when you were four? I don't believe that, I need some proof," I scoffed at his disbelief.

"Fine, I'll get Auntie Karen to take a picture of one of the photos," I challenged and took my phone out of his hoodie's (which was now mine) pocket.

I noticed a couple missed texts from Liam but I pushed them to the furthest corner of my mind. I quickly shot Auntie Karen the text before placing my phone face-down on the table.

"Now it's just a matter of time," I smiled and he did that half-smirk that made it feel like we were the only people in Starbucks which helped because I probably would be freaking out at how busy it was.

Harry then seemed slightly startled before removing one hand from my touch and pulling his phone out of his pocket. "Liam," he voiced the name flashing across the screen. I nodded at him and his thumb slid across the screen, answering the call. "Hey mate.-Oh, I'm just at Starbucks with Blake," Harry smiled warmly at me which made my heart feel healthy, alive and normal even when fluttering rapidly. "Because we're friends?- last night we hung out, too.-Yeah, we both passed out.-Fine, okay, okay,'' Harry rolled his eyes and held his phone out to me. 

I rolled my eyes as well and took it from him, bringing it to my ear. "Hi Liam, I'm sorry for not answering your texts,'' I apologized just to get it out before he could spaz. 

"It's fine, I was just a bit worried because you haven't really left your dorm except for class or to get food or shower and stuff,'' he spoke calmly and I could practically see him shrugging. But then came his teasing tone, "You seem to be hanging out with Harry a lot, Blake. Is something going on between you two? This is like the third day in a row where you've been together,'' he accused. 

"You wanted me to make a friend, I've made one, fuck you,'' I replied calmly and I noticed Harry chuckling.

"Okay, okay. I think you like him, though, when have you ever adjusted to one person so quickly? You haven't. Ever."

"Goodbye, Liam,'' I ended the call and handed Harry back his phone. "My brother's annoying.''

"Cousin,'' Harry corrected.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.''

I decided to check my phone and there was a text from Auntie Karen. I opened it while Harry still fiddled with my fingers. She was confused but she had sent the picture. I clicked the picture before sliding my phone over to Harry.

His amused expression turned to a surprised one. "You really are 'Bendy Blake', holy shit, how would that not hurt? Can you still do it now?" his eyes were wide and I was having difficulty not laughing.

"Yeah, I can, being flexible helps with fighting,'' I replied and his mouth curved into a smirk.

"Being flexible would probably help with other things, too.''

"Pig.''

"I'm just saying if you were to land yourself a lad then he would be pretty fortunate to be in bed with you,'' I rolled my eyes at him.

"Good thing I don't date or have sex.''

A woman sitting behind Harry stood up and looked appalled. 

"Have those discussions in a private setting,'' she scolded, picking up her coffee.

"Sorry ma'am, my friend here doesn't have a filter,'' I apologized, kicking Harry leg under the table in which a groan was the response.