บททั้งหมดของ Puck Me, One More Time: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Liam's POV Ken had insisted on taking me to his place. His reasoning was simple and hard to argue with…which was the point that if I showed up at my home looking the way I was looking right now, was not something my mum needed to see without any kind of explanation ready, and neither of us had the energy to build one tonight. His flat was something else entirely. The whole place had that quiet, settled kind of luxury that did not need to announce itself. With clean lines, good lighting…it was simply the kind of space that just felt expensive without trying too hard to look that way. And he had it entirely to himself. No parents moving around in the background, no footsteps overhead, no voices coming through walls. Just space and silence and the low hum of a building that cost more per month than my mum made in three months. Although I did not say anything about any of that to him as it was a silent admirati

Liam's POVThen Ken laughed gently. "Stop moving. If not, you will get the sheets dirty with the oil still on your body.""Then… then…" I stuttered, my voice doing that thing it did when my brain and my mouth were not quite cooperating with each other. "Don't… don't do that."Ken shifted closer, closing the small gap I had just created between us without any rush. "Hey." His voice was low and steady. "I am not going to hurt you." He held my eyes when he said it — no smirk, no teasing, just that direct, quiet sincerity that he pulled out so rarely it always hit differently when it appeared. "And I know you need this just as much as I do."I opened my mouth and closed it again without saying anything.Because the honest answer to that was sitting right there in my chest and it was not the kind of thing I was ready to say out loud. Not yet and at the same time, it still felt like, maybe not ever. But my body had been answering that question for the last twenty minutes without consulting

Liam's POVI had suggested the in-between break sessions myself. Ken had a lot of catching up to do academically and the Friday private classes alone were not going to be enough to close the gap before the next assessment period. So I had laid it out simply — a few minutes during breaks whenever time permitted, nothing complicated, just consistency.He had not argued with it. He just nodded and showed up when I said to show up, which was more than I had expected from him honestly.What I had not fully accounted for was how difficult it would be to sit across from him in a library and pretend that the weekend had not happened. That was the part I had not prepared for. I had prepared for the tutoring… I had prepared for the subject matter and the structure of the sessions, to keep things professional and moving forward with a clear head.But then, I had not prepared for the way he sat across from me like nothing had shifted between us while everything had shifted between us and it made m

Liam's POVThe bell for leisure hour rang and the energy in the school shifted immediately. You know, that specific release that happened when a building full of people who had been sitting still for hours suddenly got permission to move. Students spilled out in every direction, some were already changing and heading toward the football pitch, others with badminton rackets, others just moving in groups with nowhere particular to be except away from a classroom.The sun was out. Not blazing though but warm enough that the idea of cold water was the most appealing thing I had heard all day.I needed it. Not just for the heat — but I needed something to clear my head. The library situation was still sitting with me, the weight of Steph's words in that corner cutting through everything else every time I tried to put it down. ‘It will just hurt more when I tear you apart.’ The way she had said it in that quiet and controlled manner, without any of the performance she usually wrapped her thr

Liam's POV"What are you going to do, Liam?" Eric called out from the pool with that entertained grin already sitting all over his face. "Looks like you are going to have to go streaking. I sure hope that no one snaps a picture and posts it online."The irony of him saying that while Steph was literally standing at the pool edge with her phone up was not lost on me. But pointing that out was not going to help anything so I stayed where I was and kept my mouth shut."Come on, Liam. Smile for the camera." Steph's voice came in right on cue, light and cheerful like she was doing me a favour. "You will go viral with this and you should not be less than grateful because we made that possible. Consider yourself a celebrity either way."But then, in response to that… I had nothing to say at the moment.Not because I agreed or because she had broken something in me, but because at this specific point, standing in a school pool with nothing covering the lower half of my body while a small audi