e. I stiffened. "Well hello there," one of them purred. I nodded in ackn

are in a bad mood with me tod

ing. I hate rushing around; I've looked a

ed hot all day," he

m not in the mood." I threw the food in t

g me chop up the salad stuff. He was standing so close to me that I coul

you're staying for dinner," I stated. It wasn't a question, I knew he would. I'm not s

you asked me so n

rowled sarcastically a

is, I could feel his breath blowing across my face. "Angel, I'm sorry about this mor

I have been a bitch to you," I admitted, trying to look away from h

given?" he as

ent when we were on our own. He gave me his adorable puppy dog face t

going to do my homework before dinner." I p

d held it, I could still smell his sweet breath that had blown across my face. I had no idea what this weird atmosphere was in

the couch watching it. I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason but I couldn't work out why. I was just sitting there the same as usual, but something felt off. I

tired," I murmured, getting up and stretching like a cat. When I looked back to him, I noticed that he was watc

e then and I'll be back in like thirty

verything so tense and strange between us tonight? It's was probably just beca

bed felt cold and too big, just like it did every night. After about twenty minutes or so, I heard my w

asleep?" h

yet," I

my back and wrapped his other arm around me, throwing his leg over mine. I heard him sigh as I wriggle

nd me and pressing my face into his arm, smelling his

all," he mumbled against the back of m

iam," I whispered

he replied, kissing

pte

ed over his crotch, which as usual, was already full of the 'morning glory' that happened to all boys. He had his hand on my knee, pinning my leg there, and his

. "Six o'clock," I mumbled, tapping h

t it actually felt nice. What the hell is wrong with me? This is Liam for goodness sake! I tried to wriggle free, but it just made us rub together in places that I would rather not th

whisper ye

o his trademark smirk, which I wanted to slap right off of his face. "Well good morn

d at him. He raised his hands in a I surrender fashion and

please. I didn't know I did that, I'm sorry, Angel, OK?" he whispered, kissing

tling into his warm spot in th

ling over, I buried my face into his pillow, I could still smell him and it m

nd was happily dancing down the hallway when I spotted him eating my cerea

rd and you only eat mine! Why? Do you do it just to piss me o

gel," he said politely, with

n and eating my cereal as

asked, throwing us each a juice box as usu

cerned. He actually looked a little frantic; his hair was all messy, it looked as if he had