FuturisticFantasy__ "She's like the wolf form of Regina George! All girly and not wanting to get dirty. Like bruh,"
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I woke up in the bed to my surprise. I remembered falling asleep on the couch, and now somehow I was in the bed. What happened?

I looked over at the couch and saw Liam's shirt on it. He must've carried me to the bed. I smiled, knowing he was no longer mad at me. I should be mad at him, but for some reason I wasn't. Maybe it was the alcohol left over or something, but I wasn't mad at him anymore. I knew he didn't mean what he said.

I got out of bed and took off my clubbing clothes. Deciding to go around without pants, I just put on a big shirt. I walked into the kitchen and saw Liam making breakfast. Waffles with peanut butter, chocolate chips, cinnamon, and whipped cream were on the counter along with chocolate milk and chi tea from Starbucks. He's the best.

"Is this what I think it is?" I asked, leaning against the door.

Liam turned to look over his shoulder and smiled endearingly at me. "An apology breakfast for being such a jackass, yes. Heaven, well, that's up to you."

I smiled and walked over to him. "I guess I forgive you. The question is, do you forgive me?"

"Yes, I do." He smiled that smile that melted my insides and was reserved for me.

"Good. Now pass me one of those waffles, Fido. I'm starving, alcohol gives you an appetite."

Liam smiled like something amused him and handed me a waffle. I took a bite and fell into bliss.

"Best waffle ever," I said.

Liam laughed. "Careful Evans, you're drooling."

"Shut up, James," I said. "You know waffles are the love of my life. That'll never change, so shut your face."

"My face can't shut," he said.

"Yes it can," I argued. "You can shut your mouth and your eyes."

"Yeah, but you can't shut your actual face," Liam said. "You can't shut skin."

"Shut up," I said, admitting defeat for the first time in forever. "You're just jealous I'm awesomer than you."

"Am not," Liam said.

"Are too," I said.

"Don't you two start arguing again," Brooke said, sitting down next to me. "I don't want to send you all the way to New Mexico again."

"I never found out if it was nice there." I grinned.

"Keep arguing and you will," Brooke said.

Liam and I laughed, and he made Brooke a waffle. We laughed and joked around, and I was glad things were back to normal between us.

"So," Brooke said. "How'd clubbing go last night?"

"It was fun," I said. "According to Josh, I can sing. Must've been the alcohol talking."

Brooke laughed. "I'm sure. What'd you do, Li?"

Liam tensed slightly, like he didn't want to really answer. "Bella wanted to go to a bar, so we went there. I didn't get back until around midnight or so."

I could tell the subject wasn't something he wanted to talk about. Something was bothering him about it, and I was curious to what it was. But, being the amazing person I am, I didn't pry.

Liam's phone vibrated and he answered it. He sighed and looked at us. "I would love to just spend the day with you guys and hang out, but I have to go to this garden party thing with Bella to celebrate her finding her mate and all."

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