"MOTHERFUCKER"
Liam screams, as loud as he please as Noel and his mam had buggered off to the shop, and because of a certain incident involving, Liam, fire sprinklers, and a very soggy Peggy, she wouldn't take him shopping anymore. Naturally, he invited one of his closest mates around, (both closest in friendship, and closest in distance) and, naturally, had a scuff with her over a tv remote.
"GIZ IT ERE YA WANKER, DON'T YOU KNOW I'M A GUEST? YOU HAVE TO BE NICE TO ME"
You spat back at Liam, who was holding the remote in the air so you couldn't reach
"GUEST MY FUCKIN ARSE, ITS MY FUCKIN TELLY, WHY SHOULD YOU GET TO PICK?"
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANNA WATCH YOUR FUCKIN SHITTY FUCKIN FOOTBALL FOR FIVE YEARS!"
"TAKE THAT BACK YER FOKIN TWAT"
He said, and tackled you violently. You were lucky there was a settee there, or you'd probably have been actually injured.
"SO THIS IS HOW IT'S GOIN, EY?"
Energy was a dangerous thing for you to have. With enough of it, you could almost match Liam's hyper-ness. Almost. You two had been in plenty of scuffs, too. Neither of you actually wished harm on each other, you both just saw it as a challenge. You were the only one who knows Liam, knows damn well you don't have a chance, and knows that you were still gonna fuckin brawl with him anyway. Devilishly, you wriggle away, just enough to stamp down on his foot, hard.
"FUCK"
He shouted, and dropped the remote instantly. You swiftly grabbed it and pointed it at the telly to change the channel, but before you could, something dragged you up into the air, dangling you by your hands (with the remote in them) like a freshly caught fish. He swings you around a bit and you struggle
"LI, I'M NOT A FOKING PUNCHING BAG THIS 'URTS, PUT ME DOWN!"
"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU ALONE UNTIL I 'AVE THAT FUCKIN REMOTE IN MY HANDS"
"SLOW THE FUCK DOWN, THE NEIGHBOURS ARE GONNA THINK WE'RE 'AVIN A DOMESTIC OR SOMMAT"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
He screamed as he flung you across the room. It scared the living shit out of you, but you were one stubborn fucking bitch and you held the remote close to you still.
"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU NOT DROP IT?"
"THE POWER OF FUCKIN GOD, LIAM, HE'S ON MY SIDE ON THIS ONE"
"I CAN VERY MUCH ASSURE YOU THAT I AM NOT ON YOUR SIDE"
He says, as you try to get up and make a run for it out of the room, but he grabs you again and starts quickly spinning you around in the middle of the floor. After a few seconds of dizzy twirling, he stops and grabs you by the shoulders, violently slamming you backwards onto the wall. You made a quick grunt and tried to find your head, but the you looked up and realised how you were positioned... Liam now had his hands leaning on the wall, either side of your head with his face only a small length away from yours. Your heart beat quickened as you tried to read an expression, but he was wearing a deceiving narrow eyed, small smirk. Your eyes flickered from his face to his lips like a broken light, and you gave it a mental 'fuck it' and wrapped your hands around the back of his neck, connecting your lips softly. Almost instantly he kissed back, like he knew it was coming. He kissed harder and slightly more aggressively then you did but it didn't hurt you at all, no, the opposite. As your lips moved with each other's, he slid his tongue through your lips and began making out with you roughly. You made a 'hmmm' sound and ran your fingers through his hair as he had his way with you, and at this, Liam pulled your body to his like he was glueing you together, not an inch of you was apart from him as he slid his hands down your lower back. But your heart sinks, hearing a rattling sound at the handle of the front door. You quickly dart back from Liam, and he makes a small 'mm?' In discontent
"Shit"
You speak-whisper
"Noel 'n Peggy are back!"
You continue, Liam jumps a bit in shock. With literal seconds to sort yourselves out, you both jump onto the settee and pretend to be watching whatever was on the screen
"Liam! Ya didn't tell me y/n was coming round! How are you dearie?"
Said the little Irish woman, rushing down the hallway.
"Fine thanks Peggy"
You say with a polite smile, trying to sound as not shaky as possible. She started a conversation with herself and walked off into another room for one reason or another. Just after she had left, quite cinematically actually, Noel calmly walked in, leaning against the door frame.
"Fuckin hell we was only gone for 20 minutes, that was fast"
You sat there innocently as Liam replied
"What you fuckin talkin about?"
Wordlessly, Noel brushed his hand up the back of his head, making his hair spike up in certain places... the exact same way Liam's hair did. Fuck, he knows
"Did your hair get like that from sleeping funny, did it?"
He said sarcastically and scoffed.
"Fuck off ya cunt"
Liam said, obviously pissed off
"Fine but I'm gonna fuckin use this against ya later"
He said, walking up the stairs with a grin as Liam gave him the middle finger
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Holy shit I'm rolling in one shot ideas beetches hahah
And look, posting 2 days in a row? It's almost like I have my life together!
(Spoiler alert: I don't. It's because of 5 cups of coffee, 2 energy drinks, a protein bar, and an all-nighter)
Anyway, I hope this book is good enough for the 10 people that read it.
Till the next chapter then, reader.
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