The Boy Who Sneaks Through My Bedroom Window

Chapter 3

"That's great, Liam. Run along now, I'm sure you have some more STD's to spread around," I said, waving my hand in a buzz off gesture.

He laughed and kissed me on the cheek as he stood up. "Pretend all you want, Angel, we both know you'll be wanting me to sleep with you tonight." He winked at me slyly, giving what he said a double meaning, and I prayed no one else picked up on it.

"Of course I will, Liam, because I'm so in love with you." I sighed, rolling my eyes and rubbing my cheek where he kissed me.

"I love you, too." He smirked at me as he walked off to the same girl from this morning. He slipped his arm around her shoulder, his dirty, slutty lips lowered onto hers. I frowned and looked away back to my friends when he started making out with her in the middle of the canteen.

Kate and Sarah and half the girls in the canteen were staring after him lustfully. "Jeez, that guy is so freaking annoying! Why couldn't my brother choose a nice best friend, someone who isn't an arrogant, self-obsessed, asshole?" I ranted, throwing my hands up.

"Oh stop whining! Liam James just had his arm round you and kissed you on the cheek, I would give anything for those sweet lips to be on me," Sarah said dreamily, making me laugh.

"Whatever. Come on, let's get to our next class," I suggested as we picked up our trays and headed out.

After school I reluctantly made my way to the parking lot, where a smirking Liam was leaning against his car waiting for me. "Hey, beautiful." He winked at me flirtily and opened my door for me.

"Hello, Liam." I climbed into his car, already annoyed with his flirty ass, if Jake was here he would have slapped him for that one.

He climbed in next to me. "So then, Angel, I just need to stop by the store on the way back." He put the car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot.

"Great," I mumbled. I decided to look out of my window and ignore him; I was still annoyed with him for the whole 'ten more minutes' thing this morning.

He pulled into the parking lot of the store a few minutes later. "Come on, Angel," he said, getting out. I just sat there and crossed my arms over my chest refusing to leave the car. He walked around the car and opened my door for me. "Come on, Angel," he repeated, holding his hand out for me.

"It doesn't take two of us to go in, Liam. I'll wait here," I countered. He reached into the car and picked me up easily, slinging me over his shoulder, laughing. He kicked the door shut and started walking towards the store. "Put me the hell down, asshole!" I shouted, slapping on his back.

He just laughed at my meager attempts to get down, and continued walking. Once we were in the store he finally set me on my feet. I looked around, embarrassed, checking to see if anyone saw that, but it appeared that they didn't. He reached out his hand and tucked some of my loose hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my cheek.

I slapped his hand away from my face and gave him and looked at him angrily. "That was so embarrassing!" I hissed.

"What's the problem? Most girls would love for me to do that to them," he replied, shrugging and walking off towards the magazines.

I stomped my foot, then blushed because I had just stomped like a child; thankfully Liam wasn't watching otherwise I would never hear the end of it. He grabbed a sports magazine and a bar of chocolate and stalked off towards the counter to pay.

I was happily flicking through Teen Vogue when two boys walked over to me. I stiffened. "Well hello there," one of them purred. I nodded in acknowledgement, and put the magazine back, walking off quickly to find Liam.