Enduring Liam: A High School BL Novel
Was there some sort of manual God followed when he made quarterbacks?
Damn it, I would have to seriously get my hormones in check when he’s over here from tomorrow. Just because half his team mates are in the closet, doesn’t mean he swings this way as well.
Ah, a boy can dream, though.
After I finish up in the shower, I throw on my comfort sweats and a t-shirt before running towards the kitchen for a snack, then get back to my homework.
“LIAM!” I hear my mother shout before I walk into the kitchen and I couldn’t help but smile; she was home already and probably wanted coffee, I could tell. I walk back to her room and knock once before peeking in.