Trapped Together

8

Of course. I swear I jinxed myself. Liam was in my last two classes. At least I had Naomi in English too but it was just us in calculus.

I spent English trying my best to ignore him but he didn't make it easy. Every time I answered a question, which to be fair was often, he stared at me. I don't get it. What does he find so weird about the fact that I'm good at English that he needs to stare at me. Ugh what is up with him.

I was dreading calculus as I walked across the hallway. As I got closer to the classroom door I saw Liam and Amanda leaning against the lockers. They were standing close. Very, very close. He caught me looking at them and smirked. Then he practically Amanda's lips into his.

I nearly broke out laughing. I mean don't get me wrong I'm all about PDA. But that was just funny. The guy obviously had no idea what he was doing. Or just wasn't into it. Either way it was entertaining.

I walked into calculus and took a seat. Liam sauntered in and sat right next to me. Again. Amanda sat in a seat a few desks ahead.

"Shouldn't you be sitting with your girlfriend. I'm sure she wants your company much more than I do." I shot him a smile that had venom behind it.

"Ya know you don't seem to like me very much. Why?"

"I don't not like you. But I certainly don't like you either. You just remind me of someone. Someone I definitely don't like." I replied quietly. Shit why did I say that. He's never gonna let that one go. I mean he's already been badgering me about what I did to get in here.

"Well that seems hardly fair to me. Who is this someone that I remind you of?"

"Well when you act like him and talk like him then you are probably similar." I say purposely avoiding his question.

"So it's a him. Interesting." Liam said meeting my eyes with his.

Shit.