“Are you okay, son?”
Dr. Oliver Reeds stepped into his huge office to meet his son in an unusual position. He was seated on the couch, head low with his left hand covering half of his face.
“Steve?”
“Yeah, I’m okay,” he finally unveiled his face, revealing a distressed look.
“Did you cry?” his dad asked, immediately bending to look at his face to uncover tear stained cheeks. “My God, you cried. What in the world happened to you?”
“Nothing.”
“Cut it out, Steve,” his dad sat next to him. “I’m busy and I don’t have to beat around the bush. So tell me, what happened?”
“I made that person cry.”
“That person?” he asked. “The person that keeps on being cold to you even though you really want to be friends with them?”
Steve nodded in reply.
“How?” he interrogated. “Did you meet her? Where did you two meet?”
“Here
Brian reluctantly dropped Liam off. He had evident mixed feelings about Liam meeting a friend cause he was aware of Liam’s lack of friends. Liam quickly defended himself saying he made new friends in his new school and Brian let it go.He was meeting Steve at a park close to his place. That was the only place he could go and confidently return back home. It wasn’t his fault he didn’t know his way around- a certain Brian Jung had always been around to drive him.He wasn’t sure if he was expecting an instant reply from Steve when he asked them to meet. He needed to talk to him and the best way was to talk to him. Ignoring won’t be as easy and he could always read his face if he decided to be silent.He was still in the outfit from the previous day. He sniffed his armpits, glad he still smelt okay. His hair needed washing but still looked decent so he was good to go.“Liam!” he s
Liam was losing his mind. “Jasmine, please please please pick up the call,” he pleaded uselessly on the phone.He did not just kiss Steve Reeds less than 15 minutes ago. He did not!What the hell went through his mind? All he wanted to do was stop him from talking and make him believe he meant his words.Why a kiss though? There were numerous other ways he could have shut him up. He could have punched him in the face. He could have slapped him. Or he could have just walked away.But he just had to kiss him.He pulled his hair, groaning the loudest he had groaned in months.He kissed him. He kissed him. He kissed Steve Reeds.His phone that he had dropped on the dinning table after giving up on reaching Jasmine vibrated. He rush towards it hoping it was call or text from Jasmine saying she was coming over.Instead,Unknown number:
The day was going on smoothly.After Steve and Liam talked, Liam found himself no longer nervous to face him. He had told him the kiss was a mistake and thus gotten it off his chest.Thankfully, Jasmine didn’t ask him where he was or what the ‘hottie’ had to say. She was just glad to see him on his return and they spent the rest of the day together with Nick attending classes.It was finally time to go home and Jasmine bid Liam goodbye. She was still grounded so she had to go straight home with her dad’s driver. He bid Nick goodbye too and headed to the side at parking lot Brian normally parked.His phone vibrated and he took it out revealing a text.Unknown number: Where r u?Unknown number: You’ve not gone home already, have u?He hesitated for a while.Liam: No, I haven’t.Liam: I
“Good morning.” It was a familiar face and voice. Liam slammed his locker shut, turning. “What are you doing here, Steve?” “Yeah, good morning to you too,” Steve replied, Liam arching an eyebrow. “I had a nice rest too. Thanks for asking.” It was early in the morning for heaven’s sake. How was he always so energetic? “Why are you in front of my locker, Steve?” “Dude,” Steve chuckled lightly. “Cut me some slack, will you?” “Okay,” Liam replied. “So why are you in front of my locker?” “I’m not in front of your locker.” “You bloody are.” “No, I’m not,” Steve insisted. “I just happen to be standing by the locker next to my locker.” “What is that supposed to mean?” Liam was tired. “This is my locker. Your locker is nowhere nearby.” “Well, that was in the past,” Steve replied, leaning on the locker next to Liam’s. “Isn’t it all just so coincidental that the people in charge just decided to change my locker?” “So you’re saying your locker go
“Good morning.”Liam didn’t need to turn to reply as Steve was walking by his side. “Good morning.”“How was your night?” Liam stopped to reply. “Shorter than usual due to a certain someone but it was worth it. Yours?”“It was great,” Steve said. “Oh, look. Jasmine.”“Jas,” Liam called out to her. “Hey, morning.”“Hey,” she returned his greeting, her eyes shifting to Steve. “Hi.”“Hi,” Steve waved. “Right, I wanted to ask. When are we going to be starting our project?”“I thought Liam was the only nerd here,” Jasmine said, a hint of playful disappointment in her voice.“Trust me, it’s nothing like that,” Steve responded. “I wouldn’t mind leaving the whole job for Li
"What are your plans for after school?"It was a Friday and Liam, Jasmine and Nick all had English. The walk to the class was rather silent, probably because they all had different things on their minds.It was the day of Steve's match and Liam couldn't get it off his mind. He was going to be present, certainly, but he didn't want to be there alone. Jasmine knew him way too well to not be surprised at him attending an high school football match voluntarily. The first and last time he went to one was when Chad was playing and Jas wanting to be the supporting girlfriend, forced him to tag along.Now he was attending a high school match because his boyfriend was playing."Go straight home and sleep," Jasmine replied, not stopping to reply. The trio were becoming comfortable around each other enough to say things without thinking."Um... nothing much. Just chill a little bit and maybe
Trigger warning//~ Talks about deaths included.7:00am.It was the earliest Liam had woken up on a weekend. Normally he'd sleep in on weekends with Jasmine and whenever they both woke up, they'd try to eat whatever they could make out of the ingredients in the kitchen. But it was different that weekend. Jasmine wasn't around or coming over and the kitchen was empty.Steve offering to help him with cooking was going to be perfect. He wasn't that bad of a cook but he was sure he could use a hand. Especially one from someone who seemed so confident about his cooking.By 7:30am he was all freshened up. He headed downstairs and served the last bits of cereal the carton had to offer, feeling the wide empty space in the bowl with milk.By the time he was done with everything that needed to be done which included tidying the kitchen and taking out the trash, it was almo
Liam's mum was finally getting discharged and he was more than ready to welcome her. The dining table was filled with food- both freshly cooked and the ones from yesterday cooking frenzy. It was perfect and he just couldn't wait to welcome her.Brian had offered to pick her from the hospital while Liam stayed back at home to anticipate. He had tidied the house again for the millionth time. Her room was finally going to be getting company for the first time in years. He used new curtains and the beds also had new covers on them. The slippers he got while shopping with Steve were also laying next to her bed and he replaced her rug with the softest one the mart had to offer.He wasn't going out but he was dressed up. He wore a black and white striped turtle neck top and new jeans. His hair was washed and combed down the way she always did when he was younger.He paraded the living room, his phone in his hand as he pat