Liam was your enemy. And Alex your boyfriend. Liam was known to get into trouble a lot, to get into fights for the most stupid reasons. Girls or boys, never mattered. But he was never like that towards you. With you he just provoked you, teased and mocked you. Your boyfriend cheated on you and embarrassed you publicly. That was two days ago. You haven’t been at school since then. You weren’t ready to show your face. You were watching movies right now, curled up in a blanket. That’s when you heard a knock at your door. You groaned a bit, getting up to check on the door. But when you opened it, Liam stood there, a wide smile on his face once he saw you. He invited himself inside, wrapping his large arms around your neck loosely, leaning a bit on you and you stumbled backwards.

“What the hell are you doing here?“

You asked, pushing him back slightly so you could look at him and he smelled a lot like alcohol. He was definitely drunk.

“I wanted to see you.“

He mumbled and he moved his hands down to your hips, kicking the door shut behind him. But then you noticed the blood on his shirt.

“Whose blood is that? What happened??“

You asked worried. He just smirked, looking down at himself for a moment while speaking.

“You should’ve seen your punk-ass ex.“

He said and looked back at you, seeing your shocked face.

“Didn’t you see what picture I send you?“

He asked and tilted his head slightly. You quickly pulled out your phone, clicking on your chat with Liam. He send you a picture of your ex Alex. He was all beaten up, his face barely recognizable. But not only that, Liam posted that Picture and some more embarrassing pictures of Alex on Instagram. You looked back up at Liam in shock, and he ruffled your hair, chuckling and walked into the livingroom, taking off his shirt and throwing it aside, staying in a tank top. He collapsed on the couch and looked back over at you.

“Do you have bear?“

He asked casually, taking the remote and scrolling through Netflix on the tv.