Fragile

Twenty-Two

"Your fault." Liam innocently muttered.

Like adding fuel to fire, I swear.

"What? Don't tell me it's my fault. I had to see that... That... Thing there. Do you know how embarrassing and scary that is?! Oh god, my mind, my sight is polluted." I furiously exclaimed.

"Right, I'm sorry. I'll put on some clothes now." He mumbled, and I cursed under my breath before shakily walking to my room and closing the door shut.

Man, that image is glued in my mind, it's too horrifying.

Wait, I want my breakfast. I decided not to take the risk again of going back in there thinking Liam was clothed, and instead got changed into a pair of black leggings and a sweatshirt. I left my makeup and just briefly put my hair up into a ponytail.

I hesitantly opened the door slightly, "Liam? Are you... Clothed?" I called out, searching around for Liam.

I didn't hear anything, where were everyone? "Cody?" I then exclaimed. "Guys, where are you?" I started becoming nervous, my heartbeat running faster and faster.

I opened the door, stepping into the room. "Okay, now you're really starting to freak me out." I said loudly, my eyes searching the room frantically. I couldn't spot anyone, were they pranking me maybe?

If they were, I'm going to kill them.

I walked further into the room, and near the kitchen area.

All of a sudden, something, or someone, jumped out from behind the counter, making me jump and fall bum down onto the floor. "Shit!" I cursed.

I looked up to see Cody and – a fully clothed, must I tell you – Liam bending down, their hands clutching their stomach as they roared with laughter. Liam high-fived Cody and my eyes narrow at them, flaring with heat, fierceness.

"Damn, the wait was worth it." Cody still hasn't recovered from his laughter, and Liam swiped at a tear which fell from his eye. Man, they're melodramatic.

"Shut up." I snapped, and Cody grinned at me, Liam smirking successfully at me.

"Sorry, but it was hilarious." Cody shrugged, not seeming apologetic at all.

Liam didn't say anything, or do anything else – God knows why – and he walked away into the bathroom.

Right.

"Let me help you." He held out a hand, and my nostrils flared.

I didn't know whether I should've taken his hand, considering what he had just done, I didn't trust him. An idea clicked in my head, and I smiled – a fake smile – as I took his hand and then pulled him on top of me. He toppled over me, his expression was hilarious. His wide eyes, and the scared look on his face made him look adorable.

I heard him groan, as he awkwardly moved on top of me. I was still holding his hand and he bored his eyes into mine.

"You shouldn't have done that..." Cody's voice dropped to a low, husky whisper, sending chills down my spine and all over my body.

"Karma's a bitch." I sassily said, grinning at him.

"And so are you." He remarked, flicking my nose with his finger playfully.

I swatted his hand away, "Asshole." I looked away from him, ignoring him.

He chuckled, "Sydney." He called, but I ignored him.

"Come on, I was just joking."

Nope. Still don't forgive you.

"Giving me the silent treatment?" From the corner of my eye, I could see him raising his eyebrows.