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Liam sips his coffee, his throat thick and dry with sleep. His tongue heavy, the coffee not doing much to help, not refreshing enough, but hot and bitter.
"You didn't put any sugar in my coffee?" Liam asks, his voice deep and throaty. At this time of morning, with his deep voice and fit build only an alpha would be able to tell Liam was an omega, the least manliest, most submissive male to walk the planet. Liam found it shameful, because at times he could walk around and everyone would think he was a beta, an alpha even, if it weren't for the sweet scent he gave off, screaming at every alpha that he was single and of age. He hated the attention it gave him. every room he walked in, full of Betas and Alpha, all eyeing him, whether disgust or hunger. It's what drove his father away, the shame of an omega son when he was a great alpha. The embarrassment of having Liam around and knowing that they were blood. Being an omega made him sick.
Louis doesn't answer; he's furiously texting his alpha (,the thought of Louis having an alpha and not him made him want to curl up and die. He couldn't even succeed at his very purpose in life, to find an alpha an bear their children, yet Louis, who always promised not to submit to any alpha has a sweet boy, Harry, who's done more than enough to prove himself worthy to Louis).
"Louis!" Liam snaps, banging his fist in the table to cut off his childish giggling he was doing with Harry through text. "Liam," Louis asks, "what's wrong, mate?"
Liam wants to bark back so many things, (his lack of an alpha, his prejudice from others, being an omega, life in general,) but instead bites his tongue and answers, "No sugar in my coffee."
Louis gets up with a roll of his eyes and practically throws 2 sugar cubes into Liam's coffee. "See, no reason to throw a hissy fit, Liam."
"Fuck you."
"Sorry, but I've got Harry for that," He adds, "good thing, you couldn't handle all this ass and sass anyway."
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Summers over, has been for days, yet the feeling of bonfires with Larry (louis and harry) and cafe lounging with Niall still lingers beneath his skin. He can feel the school too, and the responsibility it'll throw on him. Waking up Louis everyday and making sure he does his homework. Being Niall's partner in everything just so he won't have to met someone he wouldn't like.
It's been the same every year of high school except this is the last and people go crazy because they don't give a shit. (Liam doesn't give much of a shit either, but he doesn't flunk the last year much like everyone else.)
And this year he had to make sure Louis or Niall wouldn't be one of the kids that throw school out the window, especially with how far they've come.
With Harry to help now, he's sure it won't be as much of a hassle as the before years, when it was him juggling his grades, Louis' grades, Niall's grades, everyday life challenges and the problems with being an male omega.
But responsibility came early, by just a few days. A form is sent in to all students, simply asking if they were an alpha or omega.
[Alphas and omegas had different schools, different jobs, different lifestyles. Alphas had the upper hand at everything, except for carrying around a living body in them. That was an omega's job, the gift of life(, Liam doesn't think it's much of a gift).]
Liam makes sure Niall fills out his, and begs Louis to fills his out the moment he asks, or the task would be forgot. He even gone as far to step out of his boundaries and contact Harry so that he doesn't forget his. He expect to be yelled at for stepping out of line and telling an alpha what to do, but only gets a thank you back. (Liam'd really glad he [Louis] got someone like Harry.)
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Liam lets his form linger longer than normal. When he gets the urge to fill out the little sheet off paper suddenly stops himself and thinks to fill it out later, after he's roamed with Niall and shopped with Larry. He never does.
After an especially rough day, watching Larry snuggle and kiss and whisper things to each other, so in love, they don't even think to acknowledge the outside world, just each and their breathing.
Instead of hanging out with Niall on his first day of the last week of summer, he watches Larry breath each other in. Louis doesn't even comment on it, he's that wrapped in Harry.
Liam wants that.
He fills out his form.
Name: Liam Payne
Age: 17
Birthday: August 29th
He continues with the question and scribbles them down, rapidly, not bothering to go back to check what he wrote. Who cares if it's right?
7 questions later and he's gotten to the last 1.
A,B,O:
He thinks as he scribbles down his answer. He knows they wouldn't be able to change him to the right school for months, but it's also dangerous, so many alphas and so many things that could go wrong. He doesn't care.
A,B,O: A