Tate I laid awake most of the evening and now I feel like total shit. The thought of Liam being with that girl made me feel literally sick to my stomach. I tossed and turned, read the same page of my book at least three times and in the end just put it away. What was the point? Sometimes, I wonder if I should just come out and tell him and get it over and done with. Maybe he likes me the same way and he’s too scared to say anything. Neither one of us would want to risk our friendship. Only I know the way he sleeps around and dates lots of different girls, that Liam just doesn’t see me like this. It’s nine and he’s coming over in an hour, I should at least haul my sorry ass out of bed and see if Nina has made breakfast. My stomach is making weird noises clearly telling me it wants to be fed. Only, I still feel nauseous knowing that Liam would have been with that leggy girl from the game, the way she was fawning all over him, made me want to slap her. It’s not like I’m not used to se

Liam Cool. I’m glad we’re heading for the movies. The last thing I want to do is be stuck inside and cooped up all day. I am restless, you know I guess it’s because we’ve got a big game coming up next week and then prom. I couldn’t be asked to organize a date to be perfectly honest. The girls I usually see to satisfy my needs are not the type of girl I want hanging off my arm at prom for all those pictures and one of the highlights of the end of school. No fucking way, man. When Tate said she’d be my prom date I could have turned round and kissed her. In fact, I had to do everything to stop myself. My heart melted right there and then when she said yes. Besides, who else really would I go with. She is my best friend, we always used to play prom king and queen. Sure, we were only kids something like seven or eight years of age. We’d dress up, I’d wear a cape my mother had bought for me for some Halloween outing, it was black lined with red and Tate would wear one of her mother’s small

Liam I don’t want to run out on Tate but I kind of have to. I have a gym session followed by practice. I won’t be done until much later this evening. We have organized that tomorrow I will hook up with her instead. She wants to hang with Tammy and Lilly tonight. “Don’t worry about it, honestly Liam. It’ll be good for me to hang with the girls. We can be all nerdy and read books, chat about guys and you know the dreaded prom.” “We’ve got you covered now, girl.” I say and notice how she blushes. Man, it is fucking adorable. This girl is starting to kill me. “Thanks for coming to the movies with me, it was huge fun. I absolutely loved it.” Tate gushed as we came out of the cinema. I helped her into the truck, personally it was just an excuse to touch her again. Do you think it’s wrong that I am feeling this way about her? I have no idea but it kind of feels weird to me. The worst thing is that she only sees me as her bestie and now the thought of her leaving me to go to Paris or Texas

LiamThe workout was fun. I ended up pressing more than Denver – we’re always trying to out push each other. “Man, you did so good today. What are you on, some kind of steroids?” He jokes. I’ve never taken steroids in my life and I don’t intend to start. That shit just fucks with you. Besides, I don’t want to be some Arnie lookalike, fuck that shit.I shake my head. “Nah, just better than you are. Admit it, Denver you ain’t never going to be as good as me.”“Jerk.” He responds before starting to kit up for our practice session.“Hey, Liam. You’re an ass.” Shouts out Stetson from his locker area.I flick him the finger. He throws his gym tee at me. It stinks. I stink, I can’t wait for practice to be over and we can hit the showers.“Guys, let’s hustle. We don’t have all day. Unless you want to be losers next week I suggest you get your butts on that field right now.” Coach T.J is in one of his grouchy moods, I can’t blame him. The game coming up is the last of our season at school and

Liam Hanging here with the girls is much better fun than having coach shout his mouth at me. Only, I can’t keep my eyes off Tate. Her tiny red polka dot bikini is so sexy on her uber sexy body. It’s difficult to restrain myself from wanting to pull her bottoms off with my teeth and glide my tongue across her clit and make her come. It’s causing me to stir in my board shorts and I am grateful that they’re baggy-ish and that for once I’m wearing boxers to keep everything in place. That’s right, I usually go commando, I hate being restricted down there. But today I am just thankful I’m wearing them. Tammy is lost in her world of music, I bet she’s listening to Taylor Swift and Drake. To be honest, I like Drake too. What we all need to do is organize to go see him in concert during the summer. “Say, you girls fancy going to see Drake during the holiday? It can be our last concert together, you know before we all head off our separate ways to college.” That brings a pang to my chest. S