As soon as Deb came out of her room, she saw Liam sitting on one of the couch, deep in his book. He was wearing Blue button down shirt with black jeans and shoes.
“Ahem! You got this book from….?” Deb asked from behind him.
“I purchased some books with my clothes, in the morning.” He answered not looking up from his book.
“Hey! The least you could do is look at me while talking.” Deb scowled angrily.
“Deb, nobody and I mean nobody could distract me from my book. Just give me five minutes.”
“Fine” She said and two second later she snatched Liam’s book and ran for it.
“DEB, NOT MY BOOK.” Liam roared and he got up too, determined to kill Deb for this but the sight in front of him caught his eyes. Deb was there wearing hooded sweat shirt with sleeves folded and ripped jeans, her hairs were tied in a bun and her hands were as usual, filled with bracelets and rings.
“I am sorry Liam, I did not knew you would get this……effected.” Deb said passing him his book.
Liam took the book and tossed it on sofa moving near Den and smiling at her.
“Sorry Deb, I don’t like it when anyone touches my books.” He said
“You cleaned up well.” Deb remarked, smirking slightly.“I did, You did not need cleaning up though. You look…… Breath-taking.” He shuttered.
“Thanks, Mr. Son of someone popular.” She said and saw Liam’s face fall slightly.
“Sorry” she added.
“No, its fine” Liam answered and sat back down facing away from her and opened his book again.
“Liam listen, if it’s of any worth, I like you for you. Your mom was like my ideal but I now doubt that she is any good if her own son is feeling alone and left out. I don’t blame her but if it rises, I would always be by your side.” Deb said lowering his book and looking directly in his eyes.
“It’s worth everything.” Liam smiled just as Tris popped out of her room. She was wearing blue jumpsuit, with her hair tied in a pony tail. Her feet looked splendid in her sandals and her ears carried loops for earrings.
“Oh my god, Tris you look awesome.” Liam said as he hugged her swiftly.
“You look pretty well yourself, cartoon.” She smirked.
“And the roasting continues.” Liam said as Deb burst out laughing.
“Deb, honey, you are the most beautiful girl I have seen, who hates looking beautiful.” Tris said rolling her eyes.
“What?”
“I asked you to stay in the room because I was going to tidy you up.” She replied
“I am good.” Deb said
“No you aren’t, now come in.” Tris said as she dragged Deb towards the room she and Deb shared. Lillian turned the doorknob and came out just as the two reached the door. Ben too came out of his room.
Lillian was wearing a blue short dress with black sandals. Her star bracelet was still in her right hand. Her hairs were braided partially from side while rest of her hair fell behind her shoulder. She was not wearing her sometimes glasses.
Ben was, on the other hand, wearing white shirt, black leather jacket and jeans looking simple but handsome.
“Gorgeous.” Ben said to Lillian giving her his hand.
“Aww, Thank you Ben.” She said clasping his hand and smiling brightly.
“Oh, Magnificento.” Liam said faking a Spanish accent drastically.
“You look good too.” Lillian replied laughing lightly.
“You are so much fun when you are relaxed. And Ben you look whoop.” Liam commented, winking at Ben on the last word and Ben laughed slightly.
“What is whoop?” Lillian asked
“Bro-code.” Ben replied shaking his head.
“When did you become so good friends? Anyways, Ben is Owen still in the room? He is taking a life time.”
“Yes, go in, he is just admiring himself.” Ben said rolling his eyes.
Lillian slipped in Ben’s room and saw Owen in front of the mirror. He was wearing Sweater and jeans with shoes. Something about how he could look so good in such simple clothes surprised Lillian. She coughed a little and Owen turned back surprised at first and then stunned by his view.
“Why are you staring?” Lillian asked.
“I like looking at beautiful things.” Owen replied and thought how Liam would have had screamed TFIOS if he would have been here.
“Hahahaha. Now are you done?” Lillian asked sitting on his bed looking bored and irritated.
“Why is everyone else out?” he asked
“Yes, for like a million years.” She answered, her voice dripping in sarcasm.
“Wow you look same million years later too. #foreveryoung” Owen replied with double the amount of sarcasm.
“Okay smarty, let’s go now.” She said standing up.
“I don’t know, I look okay in this one. Should I change?” Owen asked turning back to mirror.
“No Owen you look handsome……I mean you look good. Common.” Lillian said quickly turning back and leaving the room. She could feel the color of her cheeks deepening.
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