Liam isn't the type of person who likes people. He likes 5 people, or, more like tolerates 5 people; his mother, Anne, his older brother, Xaiver, and his three best, and only, friends, Lizzie, Niamh, and Rory. People just aren't his favorite thing. Or even something he can endure for very long. God, they're awful. But he loves his family and friends, because they make life less hellish. Anyone who tries to talk to him in any way that isn't just for a pencil or because he was in the way, immediately regretted it and never tried again. He was that stubborn about his major disliking towards other human beings. But when someone with a big ego and a huge imagination doesn't stop trying to get Liam's attention, will he manage to be left alone, or will he give in to their persistence? DISCLAIMER!!! This is my first story ever so please don't be too hard on me. There is a lot of language, so if you can't handle that don't read. I might also write some 18+ scenes, I'm not sure yet.