Page 10 of Hate To Love You
Fucking Peanut.
Liam slaps his book shut on his desk and rubs his eyes. He needs to find a way to let it all bother him less. Even during dinner a few hours ago, his parents kept asking him why he had such a sour face. “Job gettin’ to ya?” asked his sassy mother as she sipped on a glass of wine. “Help yourself to some morepotatoes. It’ll get your mind off of whatever’s on it,” suggested his softhearted father as he cut off another tiny bite of steak.
Neither of them helped. Neither of them would understand or be able to fix the problem.
Especially not with another serving of mashed potatoes.
Deciding to give up studying for the night, Liam sets his books aside and moves to his bed. He’s already showered and in his PJs, and the starry sky that shines over his bed through the window calls to him. He listens to the pair of trees outside as their leaves hiss and sway in the gentle night breeze.
Then his phone dings from the nightstand. He fishes it out from underneath his folded-up apron and takes a look.
Hate2LoveU
Was I too direct to say you had a hard-on for science? Did I scare you off?
Liam cracks a smile and bites his lip.
He’s been so consumed with thoughts of the annoying new hire at the store ever since coming home, he barely gave another thought to the unexpected conversation he started on his break.
It’s exactly the relief he needs.
TongueTiedInKnots
Nope. I am unapologetically aroused by discussions of science and mythology.
Liam leans back on his bed, feet wagging from side to side as he watches the dots dance while Hate2LoveU types his reply. This is already the long-awaited reward for his trying day.
The phone dings—Liam’s new favorite sound.
Hate2LoveU
You didn’t talk to me all day. Thought I hit a nerve. I prepared a whole apology and everything, but kept second-guessing whether I should send it. I deleted it.
Liam fights off a grin. For a guy with electrically-farting butt cheeks for a profile pic, he seems surprisingly sensitive. Liam finds that to be a refreshing quality to find in someone else.
TongueTiedInKnots
Boring summer job. I couldn’t get away to reply to your last message. Then I got home and forgot.
Hate2LoveU
Oh? You forgot all about me, huh?
Liam laughs and blushes, feverishly typing his reply.
TongueTiedInKnots
No! It’s just been a hard day. Actually, I’m very excited you messaged me. You finally put a smile on my face.
Hate2LoveU
Oh yeah? For a sec, I thought someone with a cleverer question caught your eye. But what’s cleverer than a three-headed Hell dog?
TongueTiedInKnots
Nope. You’re the only one I’m talking to on this thing.
Hate2LoveU
