Chapter 2

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The whole car ride home to Liam's house was quiet. You didn't really know what to say. You thought to youself "god, why did I ever agree to this". But you kept noticing Liam giving you quick glances every once in awhile. "why do you keep looking at me?" you ask. He doesn't reply. "WILL YOU PLEASE ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTIONS" you were starting to get pretty pissed. He looked at you and just smirked. You sighed and looked out the window giving up.

When you finally got to Liam's house, you didn't get out of thecar. You refused to go inside. Who knows what he would do to you. "are you coming?" he asks. "no." you say with a blank expression. "well why the fuck not? You were the one who agreed to come home with me. Now get out of the fucking car before I make you" you glanced at him and started to feel a bit queezy. But you remained sitting there. Finally, Liam grabs your arm and yanks you out of his car. "GOD DAMMIT WILL YOU STOP GRABBING MY ARM YOU'RE HURTING ME!" he doesn't listen. You try to pull away from his grip, but he was too strong. He pulls you up the steps and into his house. There was beer cans  laying everywhere. From what you could tell, he didn't live in a very nice environment. His house was extremely trashy. 

You glanced around for awhile until you heard Liam say, "wanna go to my bedroom?" "uh, not really." you say. "oh, you think I'm gonna do naughty things to you, don't you?" he laughs and winks at you. "c'mon" he says and drags you down the hall.

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