Chapter 37

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-William-
I woke up not remembering anything and i felt sore.
I look over to my side to see Liam still sleeping.
I got the blanket off of me only to realize I'm fully naked.
What the..
Wait don't tell me..
Oh god
We did it yesterday

Now i remembered everything,Liam was drunk after i got home from the grocery store.
My cheeks began to heat up as last night's event played in my mind.
I snapped out of it and picked all of my clothes up from the floor.
I put them on before standing up only to grunt in pain.
God my a** is killing me

I wobbled over to the door and opened it.
I walked towards the kitchen the best i could but i could only managed to get to the living room.
I plopped down on the couch with a sigh still feeling the soreness.

Well how am I supposed to make breakfast now?
Eh i could just ask Liam to do it later when he wakes up.
But he can't cook
Wait do we even need to eat?
We're both technically dead so i guess..no?
Oh well then f**k it
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I heard footsteps coming towards the living room.
Well i think Liam just woke up.
I wonder if he remembered what happened.
"Will?have you made breakfast yet?"
"No"
"It's already 8 in the morning tho"
"Yeah i know but my a** is killing me right now"
"Oh,that's okay we dont have to eat anyway"

He sits down next to me and i laid my head on his shoulder.
his fingers started to stroke with my hair making me feel calm.

"Liam?do remember anything from last night?"
"No?i am wondering why i was naked when i woke up though"
"Seriously,you don't remember anything?at all?"
He shook his head.

"Well,after i got home from the grocery store,i went to the kitchen to see you drunk.
after that we started to make out and you dragged me to the bedroom.
And well uhh..we had s*x yesterday"
Liam had a look of shock on his face.
"We had..s*x?"
"Yeah"

His face turns bright red as he looks away from me.
"Is that why you are feeling sore?"
"What do you think?"
He looks back at me and he has a guilty look on his face.
"Sorry i shouldn't have drink yesterday"
"It's okay"

He smiles at me and continues to stroke my hair.
"Also sorry i went too hard on you"
My face heats up again as he says that
"Just shut up.."
He started to laugh a little
"Sorry sorry"

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