Thiam - The War Is Over

Chapter 14

Liam's POV

He has made it home safely, though he had arrived to an empty house. He sighed and sat on the couch and, now, we been there for almost half an hour, staring into nothingness with a blank mind.

He wasn't expecting any visitors, so when he heard the doorbell, he jumped, startled. He glanced over his shoulder, still feeling that paranoia from earlier, then for up and headed towards the door. He paused, his hand hovering over the doorknob before opening the door.

"Brett?" Liam blinked up at the taller make in confusion. "What're you doing here?"

"I'm sorry."

Brett leaned down, closing the gap between them, pressing his lips against Liam's, very much to Liam's shock. It tool Liam only a second and a half to react before he shoved Brett away with such force that Brett stumbled backwards.

Liam's hand flew up towards his mouth and held the back of it against his mouth (you've seen those anime scenes), and stared at Brett in disbelief. "What the hell was that?!" he finally managed to ask once he was out of shock. We, sort of out of shock. He was genuinely taken aback by the sudden... action that he didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry, I just- I couldn't help it." Brett took a step forward and Liam shook his head.

"Get out."

"I'm not even in your house-"

"Go away then!"

Brett stared at Liam, and it was so intently that Liam had to look away. He felt his face gradually growing hotter and hotter, Brett's gaze burning into him.

"Go."

"Liam, you can't just push me away-"

"I will LITERALLY push you away if you don't go away right now," Liam retorted, eyes snapping up to glare at Brett.

"Liam-"

Liam gathered up his strength and anger and gave Brett a hard shove that sent him stumbling backwards again, enough for Liam to slam the door shut.

"Liam, I'm sorry!"

Liam didn't reply, only shook his head as he listened to Brett repeatedly knock on the door and ask for forgiveness. He listened until he heard Brett walk away with an exaggeratedly loud defeated sigh. He was still in shock, trying to process what had occurred as he went and sat back down on the couch. This was not how he had expected things to turn out. He was about to play some music (a little bit of Dear Evan Hansen and Be More Chill wouldn't hurt anybody) so he could clear his mind, maybe cry a little because crying was always good for the soul when there was another knock at the door. He frowned and stomped towards the door, swinging it open, snapping,"I said to go away- oh. Mason. S-sorry..."

Mason stared at Liam, seemingly startled by his sudden outburst, but then tried a smile. "Hey," he greeted Liam. "I... Oh, boy, I didn't plan what I was gonna say..." Mason let out a small, nervous laugh. "I-"

Liam lunged forward and pulled Mason into a hug.

"I'm so sorry, I promise it won't happen again, I was just... something was bothering me, and I don't wanna talk about it right now, can we just hang out?" Words poured out, and Liam spoke faster than he could think, he seemed to have said everything yet barely a thing in a matter of ten seconds.

"Liam, it's okay," Mason soothed. "But we have to talk about what's been going on.. I'm here to help you, you're my best friend, I don't wanna leave you dealing with things all on your own when I know there must be something I can do to help." Mason pulled away from the hug and held Liam out in front of him, grabbing him by his shoulders.

"I don't wanna talk about it right now. Too much is happening. Later, okay?"

Mason looked doubtful, but he nodded. "Okay, he agreed."