We're on Fire

“Harry! Can you come down here for a sec, mate?! Have some news for you!” I groan as I open my eyes and sit up in my bed.

What the hell was Liam calling me down there for? He knows I hate when I get interrupted while I’m trying to sleep. I was exhausted from getting back from work a few hours ago at the bar where I worked; I had no idea what time it was but that was least of my worries right now. Guess I’ll go down to see what he wants so he won’t come up here and be his usual pain in the ass self.

“Yeah, be down in a minute!” I call back and roll my eyes as I rise up from my spot in bed and pull the covers off my legs. I grab the nearest pair of sweat pants I could find and slip them up my boxer-covered lower half. The tile was cold underneath my bare feet as I walked to the closed door of my bedroom. I swing the door open and walk out into the hall way.

I bring my bottom lip in between my teeth and feel the light tug on my lip ring as I make my way down the stairs. I run a hand through the mess of curls on my head, wondering what the fuck he had to tell me. Is it even important? Oh yeah, with Liam, it always is. I roll my eyes and continue to make my way to wherever the hell he was. The living room most likely or with his girlfriend, Sadie, I think, who he spends all of his time with most days.

I stomp into the living room to, sure enough, find him lounging on the couch, his computer on his lap. The place was still messy from the party we hosted a few days ago. Red cups littered the floor along with other numerous things that go on at the parties we throw. As I stand there and cough a bit, making my presence known in the room, I cross my arms over my inked up bare chest. Liam soon looks up at me and smiles as he sees me standing there.

“There you are!” he says and shuts the screen of his laptop and looks at me.

I roll my eyes and let out a slight chuckle as I look at my mate in front of me. “What is it, mate? What’s so “important” you had to tell me and wake me up from my damn sleep? I was fucking passed out to the world until you woke me up…” I mutter and use air quotes around “important” and run a hand over my messy hair and bite my lip and feel the familiar light tug on the black studded ring in my lip.

“I um…I know you’re…you’re not going to like this, Haz,” Liam trails off. I scoff and wait for him to continue. “You’re going to fucking hate me for what I’m ‘bout to tell you…” he trails off and smiles a bit, that stupid smile I’ve grown used to seeing every day.

“Spit it out, Li, what’s the fucking news? Spare me the agony and just spill,” I snap and let out a huff of annoyance. Why can’t he just fucking tell me instead of dragging it on? I hated waiting; I’ve always hated it when so-called “important” shit comes up that I desperately need to know.

“Well, my… you know my long time best mate Ashton I’ve told you ‘bout? The one I grew up with in north London?” he asks looking over at me.

Why the hell was he telling me this? I already knew of this girl from him, whoever the hell she was, his best friend or whatever. Over the past two years we’ve been friends, he’s told me a lot about her. Is there something more to this or…what?

“What about it?” I ask as I plop down on the La-Z-Boy recliner and prop my feet up on the messy coffee table.

“She got accepted and will be attending uni here with us, and I offered her the extra room, she’s moving in with us,” he finishes and stares at me with his brown eyes, tugging on the ring in his mouth. I couldn’t believe what I just heard come from his mouth.

“Hmm, really? Is she hot?!” I ask and raise my eyebrows a bit, a slight smirk on my face.

“Do I have to show you a picture of her to refresh your memory? I’ve showed you plenty of pics of her before, man,” he replies with a chuckle.

“Yeah, if you don’t mind, Li,” I tell him and roll my eyes. “Don’t quite recall,” I reply and smirk.

“Well, come on over, I’ll show you a few,” he motions for me to go over to where he was so he could show me said pictures. I get up and walk over to where he was.

“Move, I can’t sit if your ass is lying across the whole couch,” I say and push him a bit in the shoulder. He sits up and laughs a bit as he moves so I could sit down and look at what he was going to show me. After opening the screen back up, he types in his password and the screen comes up. He opens up some folder with pictures and clicks on some image of a brunette girl. A hot girl with long dark hair.

“This,” he points to the girl in the picture and looks at me before turning back to the screen. As I stare at the screen, I can’t help but be mesmerized by the beautiful girl on the screen before my eyes. She was so fucking beautiful, her dark hair contrasted well with her dark eyes to match. I hadn’t even met her yet but now, I wanted to. This beauty was going to live here with us. I couldn’t wait to actually meet her.

“So, when will she be here?” I ask and look at the lad next to me who was fully focused on the laptop in his lap. His eyes were glued to that screen in front of him as he typed fast on the keys. Probably sending Sadie some stupid love message on Twitter or Facebook or one of those sites most likely. Silence. I tap him on the shoulder and get no response.

“Liam? Are you even listening? I asked you a damn question,” I reply as I look at him.

“What? Sorry, was sending Sadie something, I’m all ears, Haz,” he turns to me.

I let out a frustrated sigh and bite my lip, bringing my lip ring in between my teeth. When I get irritated, I always do that. It calms me down, I guess you could say. I’ve done that for a long time. “I said, when will she be here?!” I ask him a bit, my voice rising a bit.

All I wanted was the answer to a simple fucking question and he didn’t hear it. He was too damn busy sending some stupid thing to his girlfriend.

“Uh, she’ll be here in 3 weeks, that’s what she told me earlier,” he finishes and shuts his laptop and sets it on the couch beside him. He rises up from his spot on the couch and stretches his legs and arms.

“That’s nice,” I reply and get up, stretching my limbs before I begin to make my way back toward the stairs. “Well, I’m going to go back up and sleep..” I mumble and start to head up the stairs.

“Haz, first, you should help me clean this place up, it’s a fucking dump from that stupid party you threw a few days ago,” Liam tells me. I stop in my tracks and turn so I was facing him. Was he kidding me right now? Right now, all I wanted was to go back to sleep since he just told me his “important” news he had to tell me.

“Whatever, I’ll come help you clean the damn apartment,” I mumble and roll my eyes as I make my way back down the stairs so I could go help him clean up.

It was a crazy ass party I threw and we hosted it here, a bunch of our friends came and we had a good time. I grab a trash bag and begin to dispose of the numerous amounts of trash all over the flat and help Liam lighten the work load in half. The whole time I was tossing things in the disposable bag, I couldn’t help but think of how it’s going to be when she moves in here in a few weeks. Fun, that’s for sure, well that’s what I hope for.

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