Liam's POV
“Hey man, you up for tonight?” Mason asked as soon as we got into the locker room to change.
I shook my head.
“Oh, come on. You've not gone out with me in a while.” He pouted and I threw my sock in his face.
“What the actual hell?!” He screamed and I smirked a little, with the other guys actually laughing at him. It was a funny scene. “Why would you throw your worn stinking sock right in my face?” He glared.
I shrugged.
“You were getting on my nerves.” I said simply.
“You could have just said no. I don't know who's got your panties in a twist.” He grumbled and started to take off his gear then suddenly stopped.
“Wait, I think I know.” He had this mischievous grin on his face that I wanted to slap off.
“Mind yourself.” I said. And I really hoped to God that none
