"Its not mine." said Liam as he took out his phone, glancing at the screen before putting it back down. I did the same to mine. "Nope, I'm good."
The buzzing seemed to be coming from somewhere near, and the only logical place seemed to be the bunks. Naturally, Liam made his way over to see if it was one of the boy's phones, and if it was a phone call he could take care of.
The curtain to the bunks swished open as Liam was about to go back into he bunks, but he was stopped by Niall. I couldn't tell if he had come out just as Liam had opened the curtain or if he had already been standing there.
Given his red face as he fumbled to turn off his phone, I went with the second one. I stood up and faced him, arms crossed against my chest as I attempted to make myself sound as serious as possible.
"Okay Shamrock. How much of that did you hear?"
"Well, I um didn't hear....I kinda just.......I do like you though. More than you may think." I muttered the last part, praying silently that she hadn't heard it. Much to my dismay, Liam's eyes grew wide as did Skylar's.
She grabbed Liam and dragged him back to the bunks, where they kicked me out and swished the curtain shut in my face. I heard them whispering furiously. You'd think I'd learn from the last thirty seconds not to eavesdrop, but I guess people say I've got a thick skull for a reason. People say its hard to get through to me, but I'd like to call it selective and beneficial hearing, meaning I select to listen to what's beneficial to me when listening to a conversation. Hardee har har.
"Yes Liam, he likes me. But I'm not ready, he's not ready and I'm not looking for anything."
"I didn't say you have to be ready for anything, I'm just saying to give them a chance."
"The boys, I mean. Come one, you've said it yourself; We're the brothers you've never had."
"I know, but...."
"Butts are for shitting. Come on, we're spending the next three months together, you might as well try."
"I'll do it for you, Liam. Not for Niall, Harry, Niall or Louis. For you Liam, cause we're close like that."
"I get it. Thanks Skylar, you don't know how much it means to me."
"I know how much it means to Niall."
Sadly, she is right. It means a lot more to me than it should.
I know this was a really bad filler, but I'll get a better chapter up by later today. How about voting? Or not, just reading is cool. Thank you to all of you for reading. It means the world to me that you guys actually stick around, and it must mean even more to @gurls_rock, since this is her story. And I'm just finishing it for her.
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