Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty-five: Mate Stealer

*Twelve years later*

"So we could work on the assignment at my place?" Liam suggested to Sophia. 

"Of course," Sophia smiled, blushing furiously when he winked at her. Liam was so cute and the funny part was that he wasn't a douche like the other boys out there - like a certain person, to be specific. 

"We have refreshment and you don't have to be uncomfortable, my mom's around - though she doesn't poke her nose into uninvited business - but you're safe with me, that's all I'm trying to say," He said in detail. 

"I never said I'm uncomfortable," Sophia chuckled, nervously. 

"I'm just saying you could relax around me, I'm not going to hurt you," Liam told her, looking deep into her eyes. 

Sophia forgot how to breathe for a while, she was not going to lie about the fact she's been crushing on Liam for a while now.