Oliver felt bed for any movie he set up for the two of them to watch. Because it was never a success. Either they sleep off leaving the movie, or they talk to each other while the movie keeps running. The fact that it was a horror movie made it kind of funny. Because Liam might be saying something and all of a sudden, a demonic roar comes from the TV, startling them both and causing them to laugh before continuing their conversation.
"Your mum is nice." Oliver said out of the blue. He remembered how warm and nice Beth had been to him. She had also practically allowed them all in her house when they were supposed to be in school!
"She likes you." Liam said, his fingers still gently combing through Oliver's curly locks with the latter's head still resting on his chest.
"It's kind of strange." Oliver said thoughtfully.
"What is?"
