(butterfliess)
Liam's POV
Finally. This boy was officially mine. That's all I ever wanted, ever since we'd became friends again. And even before that.
"Niall," I whispered, pulling him into a tight hug. "I wonder how everybody is gonna take it."
He pulled away fiercely, staring at me with a complete blank expression. "You ruined the moment. I hate you." He said, crossing his arms and turning away.
I flipped him around and kissed him for a brief second. "Better?" I asked.
He grinned. "Much better. But, yeah, that's true... How are we gonna tell people?"
"Well... Let's just... People are smart enough to figure out on their own. We can just give them little hints. We won't need to tell them. That one chick - with freckles - that we saw when we were in detention a long time ago, remember her? She'll surely be happy!" I laughed.
I picked him up and spun him around a few times, watching as he giggled frantically, screaming at me to put him down. I put him down as he wished and beamed at him.
"Eh... Which reminds me... We have school tomorrow." We sighed in unison and started laughing.
Niall slouched. "I'm really hungry. We should go get some food."
"Yeah, sure."
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The next day at school, we still went our different ways for the most part until we met up again in the hallways. We were going to classes that we actually didn't share with eachother, but the rooms were right next to eachother. Before he went inside, I pulled him back and gave him a stern look.
"Don't be checkin' out any other guys while I'm gone, okay?" I said with, surprisingly, a straight face. "Remember; You're mine now."
