Enduring Liam: A High School BL Novel
J. Tarrthe gals in my class treat me like airi will never be good enoughi feel like a fool waiting for youmy disappointment is immeasurable
He says, and I burst out into laughter.
“The shits? Really?” I ask, calling Andy over once again to order what he has suggested and asking him to take the rum away.
“Oh, yeah. I’ve made a few of those mistakes at festivals.” He says, shaking his head and smiling as if he recalled a nasty memory. Then he turns his blue-eyed gaze to me. “Emery,” he says, lifting his glass as he says his name.
“Liam,” I respond, and he nods. “I know who you are, Liam; we’re taking the same undergraduate programme.” He says with a chuckle and shakes his head.