I Met You At McDonald's » Lirry Stayne c.s

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Hi lovelies!

I sort of planned to do this a little early because it's holidays and I felt like updating.

Here's a thing, though. I only plan to do two thousand words each chapter because I can't afford to do four thousand.

I already do that with Hidden and Fan Mail Boy.

The dedication for today goes to @MonzDiaz1999 for commenting on the prologue and encouraging me to update this book! 

QOTD: Are you excited for this book? (I sure am!)

Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter and remember to,

Comment.vote.fan. 

-J xxx

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Liam had always hated the soap in the smelly bathrooms at McDonald's.

Once, he had gone in there, and it was the last time he did, but, the soap was one of the worst things about the entire store. Just about all of the stores spread around the world all had the same soap and they just had to choose that one. Liam could almost sense all of the germs sitting on the toilet seats, the putrid smell of poo lingering from the toilet stalls, this being the reason as to why he always went to the bathroom before he came to McDonald's.

There was a ginormous list of faults and reasons as to why someone should never purchase the products from the store, yet, Liam still went there. He probably would be better off going to a fancy restaurent for lunch or dinner, perhaps even breakfast, it was incredibly easy to stop through by McDonald's and purchase his normal Chocolate Thickshake, or some chips. Easier than any other Fast Food store.

He was the problem, though. He in the black trenchcoat, or he wearing the weirdly green bandana with some plaid open shirt thrown over the top of his black shirt. His choice of clothes were absolutely dreadful and he was the problem, because Liam and him shared the same little spot in the eating area at McDonald's and he would not move a muscle, after the many times Liam pleaded him to do so. Harry's curly, brown hair would goofily stick to his forehead as he shot Liam that side smirk to him, his lips thinned so gorgeously.

Liam woke up on the wrong side of the bed, that day. He only had one side of his bed, since he had a single bed, but - He was grouchy and agitated and having Harry sat across from him at the dirty-looking tables, didn't make it much better. He had ordered a large McChicken Burger meal with Fanta at the counter, twenty minutes beforehand, currently tipping a single chip into his mouth as he stared the curly haired cutie down. Sticking out his tongue before he put some food in his mouth.

"Oh my gosh, can you stop eating like a gorilla?" He asked Harry, looking just about as disgusted as the greasy burger pattie stuck in between the burger buns.