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When I finally get her to stop moving, I let my forehead fall against hers in an attempt to normalize our breathing. It takes everything in me, every single muscle in my fucking body to look at her tear stained face. I see the sadness, the fright resided in her eyes as she hopelessly looks at me like the piece of shit that I am.
My tears don’t stop along with my heaves when I cup her head into my hands and start explaining before she walks out of my life for good. “I didn't—I wasn’t cheating on you. I would never, ever fucking do that to you Violet.” I swallow hard.
“So then what was that?” She asks for an explanation, her voice hoarse and tired. “What was that Liam? Because we all saw that. Niall, your sister… Me.” She cries softly.
“No. No.” I repeat, shaking my head. “I love you. I love only you. Never would I cheat on you. Look at my shirt.” I signal with my head and she rolls her eyes.
“I’ve heard enough,” she tries to push me off but I bring her back.
“Just look.” I pull it up for her to see the wet, coffee stain.
“What is that?” Her brows knit in confusion, my thumb wiping away each tear away from her cheeks.
“It’s a coffee stain. Susan came into my office with cookies and coffee. She started talking to me about attending her father’s wedding—whatever the fuck. And then she was saying about how she loves me, how she can’t forget me.”
“That’s not obvious.” Violet says sarcastically. “You’re over your one minute mark.” She reminds me, her eyes going adrift.
“So I’ll spend a million more loving you.” I promise, taking both of her hands in mine as I place gentle kisses on both of them.
“Keep going.” She pulls her hands away from me and I frown.
“Susan said she doesn’t understand why I’m so into you. Said what was the point if I didn’t love you and I proved her wrong. I told her everything I felt about you. How much I love you, what you mean to me. That you’re my world and I want to be in yours for as long as I live. That for the first time in my life I know what it is to be in love.” It sounds like I’m milking this shit but I really am not. I love Violet and I could give less than two fucks about who knows or opposes.
I won’t lose her. Not now, not ever. It was when her eyes had widened when saw Susan and I in my office, the look of feeling betrayed and hurt that I felt it. I felt what she felt. I know what that feeling is like, when the one you love doesn’t think you were good enough. It broke me when we locked gazes and I saw how everything she once thought of me dissolved in a matter of a few seconds.
Violet is silent for the next minute, her mouth open and wide. She’s probably still trying to wrap this around her head. “And then?” Her broken voice asks.
“Told her you were my girlfriend and she freaked out. She knocked down the coffee all over me. It caused me to fall back and she grabbed a cloth to wipe it off of me.”
“And you just let her touch you there?” She points with her eyes.
“No, no it wasn’t like that,” I readjust myself between her legs. “You came in before I could tell her to get off of me. I didn’t want her to touch me Violet. I swear to god baby, I would never ever cheat on you.”
“I—I don’t know Liam.” She shakes her head and looks down, every part of me beginning to panic. She has to believe me. She’s got to.
“Please,” I sob out, sighing slightly when her thumbs wipe the tears away from my eyes. “Please believe me. Please don’t leave me.” I grab ahold of her face and force her to look up at me. I can see my reflection in her, but I can’t tell what she’s thinking.
“I don’t know what to think.” She cries with me.
“Violet I know what it’s like to be cheated on. I know what it does to a person. Do you think I would do that to you?” She couldn’t possibly think that low of me. I may have been an asshole since the day she met me, but that doesn’t mean I’d hurt her like this.
“I’m just, I’m scared.” She heaves as I shake my head and push every tear that falls from her dainty face. “Susan, she’s in love with you. She can’t let you go and she knows you guys once had something so she’d use that to her advantage.”
“But I don’t want her. I love you. I only want to be with you. I would never touch Susan again, even if she were the last person on earth.”
“The thing that worries me most is that she works here, she will always be close to you. I don’t want her near you. I don’t.”
“Neither do I.” I reassure her, her wording giving a small sign that she really does believe me. “What do you want me to do? Fire her?”
“No,” she wipes at her eyes. “I couldn’t ask you to leave her without a job. That’s a different story.”
“So then what?” I press, examining her features for an answer.
Violet shrugs, her bottom lip between her teeth as she tries to come up with something. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this frightened. She’s so stiff and tense, and I just want to kiss her. Pour everything I feel into one kiss and make love to her until it becomes physically impossible to continue.
“Violet,” I gulp, suppressing another heave from the aftermath of my sobs. “You do believe me don’t you? You know I wouldn’t hurt you like that. Please.” I beg, exhaling a heavy and harsh breath.
I can’t lose her. I can’t lose Violet over someone who doesn’t mean a thing to me.
“You really didn’t cheat on me? You wouldn’t if you were given the chance? What if one day Susan or anyone you’ve been with or just any woman wanted you—” I cut her off before she can continue with that blasphemy.
“I promised you I’d always be yours. I have a history with women, I know. I’ve been around, I’ve fucked—I mean slept with,” I catch my misuse of vulgarity, “many, and I’m sorry you’ll always be reminded of that. But none of them could ever or would ever make me feel the things you do.”
All of this makes me sound so fucking sappy but who gives a fuck. I am a sap, I am in love and I want my girlfriend to know that I’m not as much of a piece of shit as she thinks I am.
Our silence is eerily worrying, her gaze wanders but won’t meet mine until her glossy brown eyes finally land on mine and she stands on her toes to catch me off guard with a hard kiss.
Immediately my body reacts and I kiss her back, wrapping her smaller body around my arms as I part her lips fully open to taste every part of her mouth. The taste of our tears mixes together at the same time we let every inhibition go with each smack our lips create.
It’s a purely emotional kiss and I feel the anguish vanish like it was never there to begin with. I feel like every bone in my body has turned into a jello substance just from this. From her showing me that she still loves me despite the many times I will fuck up.
“Violet… I love you.” I groan as she tugs at my hair, leaving her mouth to catch my breath but she pulls me right back in.
“You didn’t cheat on me.” She says confidently.
“I didn’t. Never will. I promise.” It’s a promise that I will never betray her the way I was betrayed. When you’re someone who’s already dealt with so much at a young age only to find someone you thought you loved and them ruining every ounce of hope you had of feeling less than everyone else.
I never thought I’d be pulled out from that rut but here she is, here’s the girl that sees the good in me no matter how fucked up I am in the head, she loves me. She would never leave me and I will never leave her.
“I love you. I love you so much.” She tugs at my tie, her fingers working to undo the knot. “I want you.” She mumbles on my lips.
“Right now?” I question her motives.
“Always.” She sighs.
Fuck. She wants to really do it out here? Right now? I mean, the idea doesn’t put me off. Public sex? Out in the open like this? She’s feistier than I thought.
“Violet, baby, we can’t. Not out here. Wait—wait till I take you somewhere no one can see us.” I have a hard time turning her down because she won’t stop kissing my neck but I know we can’t fuck out here.
“I’m sorry.” She hurriedly apologizes. “I got carried away. I’m sorry.”
“No. Don’t apologize. I want it as much as you do, but later. Promise.” My hands rest on her hips.
“Okay.” She mouths, pressing our foreheads together before taking her hand and finding the nearest elevator. I have absolutely no fucking clue what’s going on upstairs in my office. I don’t know if any of them are still in there but we’ve been gone a pretty long while.
I am so fucking glad I know this place like the back of my hand. I knew it wouldn’t be entirely easy to find Violet but I did and now we’re stumbling into an elevator, kissing like our lives depend on it.
“I don’t want to ever feel that again.” She whispers, my tie around her hands as she swings it over my neck and begins to put it back together.
“I know you don’t.” I kiss her nose, plastering my arm above her head to keep our distance close.
“I hate that she loves you. But I can’t hate her for loving you. You’re kind of impossible to not fall in love with. You know that don’t you?” She asks and I smile, shaking my head.
“No, I don’t baby. I don’t know.” I tell her and she sighs, her small fingers bringing the knot of my tie back up to my neck.
“Perfect.” She smiles faintly, her puffy eyes reminding me that I’m such a shit boyfriend but she loves me. Loves me the way I love her.
We lean in to kiss one last time before we make it back up to my floor. There’s a lot of anticipating people watching us as we come out of the elevator. They’re all hiding behind their computers and some of them are talking amongst themselves.
Violet’s grip on my hand tightens and I know she’s scared.
“I suggest you all get back to whatever you were doing if you want to still have a job by the end of today.” I warn them all but meet none of their gazes.
I lead Violet and I back to my office where Niall and Riley sit on the couch and quickly stand when they see us come in. We’ve got a lot to explain, especially for our tear stained faces but I really don’t have the time for that.
“Liam, Violet, oh thank god.” Riley comes up to us first. “What the hell was this all about?” She flings her arms in the air like mad.
“Nothing. It’s all resolved.” I say and mean it, somewhat. “Where’s Susan?” I cough.
“She stepped out, Liam you sure everything’s okay? You guys look… Well you know.” Niall points out the obvious, sympathetically looking between her and I.
“Yeah, yeah.” I clear my throat. “It was a misunderstanding.”
“Why was she touching you then?” Riley frowns, her arms defensively crossed.
“I’ll explain later. I promise.” I tell them and then look at Niall. “Mate, take Riley to your office and call Susan. Tell her to come back here.”
“What?” I hear Violet’s faint voice whisper.
“Yeah man, okay.” Niall nods, clasping his hands around Riley’s shoulders.
“Wait,” she shrugs him off before they’re out the door. “Liam you weren’t…” I can sense the hesitation, her assumption wounds me. Riley knows I would never.
“No booger. I’ll explain later.” I wave them off with my hand, breathing out a heaping load from my lungs when they finally leave and I’m left alone with Violet again.
Her arms hang loose next to her sides, reddened cheeks and innocence are playing a big role on how she looks like right now. Even like this, she’s beautiful. Not when she’s hurt, but she is beautiful and I am so fucking lucky.
“Why did you ask for that woman?” She asks, hugging herself with her arms in a protective way.
“I need her to tell you what I told you.”
“But I believe you.” She mumbles, but I know deep down there’s some reluctance.
“I know, I just need her to say it for reassurance. I don’t want you to not trust me.” I stick my arms out and bring her to my chest. “I love you, you know that right?”
I look down at her and she nods. “I love you Liam. I don’t ever want to lose you to her or to anyone.”
“You won’t. And I don’t want to lose you either. Not to your professor or to Bennett or whoever the fuck else wants you. I worry just as much as you do.”
“I don’t want them.” She whispers, the small pants coming out of her mouth that she wants to finish what we started earlier. She wants it, I do too and I want to fuck her here, make love to her on every piece of furniture in this room but I haven’t forgotten how she feels about that.
And I feel the same way too. I don’t want to share intimate moments with her on top things I’ve done with others. I don’t want to make love to her on a desk where countless of women have been bent over. Nor the couches, the chairs or surface of this fucking office basically.
I need to do something about that, and I will. Soon.
“Ahem.” A cough interrupts our thoughts. From the corner of my eye I see that it’s Susan and she’s standing in the doorway.
Violet stiffens again under my touch and take it as a sign to make this quick.
“Come in.” I tell her, my eyes never leaving Violet’s as I turn to face the redhead. “Tell her what happened.”
Susan’s jaw tightens as she glares at my girlfriend. “Um, I spilled coffee on you and tried to clean you up.” Her tone sounds too fucking innocent for what she really wanted to do in the first place.
“Good. And like I said Peters, Violet is my girlfriend now and I love her. You try to do anything to interfere with that, just as much try to say anything to her, I will make sure you never work for any company ever again. Understood?” I finish off my threat with Violet squeezing my arm to calm down. She is way too fucking pure to feel any sympathy for this woman.
Susan nods though, her bottom lip quivering a bit as she bites the inside of her mouth. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry for the incident. Won’t happen again.” She shakes her head.
“You can leave.” I order and she complies to my request. Not like she had much of a choice.
Things feel normal again when she quietly exits my office and the animosity lessens. “You didn’t have to be that mean.” Violet blinks up at me.
She can’t be serious. But then again her heart isn’t rotten like mine.
“Anyone who tries to get in the way of my happiness and yours doesn’t deserve kindness, Violet.”
“I guess so.” She doesn’t counter back. “I just feel somewhat sorry for her.”
“She doesn’t like you though.” I remind her. Was that harsh?
She shrugs, snorting. “There will always be people that won’t like us, despite not knowing us personally. Doesn’t mean we have to share the same views.”
Beautiful, kind, and understanding? Holy fuck, what isn’t she?
“Come here.” I bring her closer to me and grasp her chin. “I fucking love you.” I growl and press my lips hard against hers. Immediately I let my hands run along the length of her back and cup her ass into my hands, making her yelp in response.
She flutters her lashes at me before she starts to remove her jacket and discards it onto the floor. “I want you.” She whispers against my lips.
“Here?” I ask just to make sure.
She nods assertively.
“On the ground then. I don’t want to do it on the furniture.”
“You remembered?” Her face lights up.
“Course I did.” My fingers find their way up to the zipper of her sweater and I pull it down, revealing the tight, black long sleeve shirt that accentuates her curves and breasts. I push the sweater onto the ground, kicking it away from us.
“Let me,” she points to my shirt and undoes the work she did on my tie. I get too desperate when her fingers aren’t fast enough at unbuttoning my shirt so I pull at both sides, ripping it open and she scoffs. “That was a perfectly good shirt.”
“No, it wasn’t. It was stained.” I bring my mouth over to hers and pull her tight shirt up and over her head and arms. “Jesus.” I groan when I see the bra she’s wearing. They look so perfectly bunched up like that, I almost don’t want to take it off.
“Touch me.” She begs and I do. I don’t waste time on sucking the skin under her ear or the collarbones that I want to leave marks on all over.
It’s rewarding when I hear that pleasurable sound fall from her mouth that makes my cock get hard just from hearing her moan. I haven’t even properly touched her yet. Fuck, fuck I am so not gonna last like this.
Violet pushes down my shirt and unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants at the same time I undo the button on her jeans and slide my hand through her panties and rub her clit instantly.
“Oh my god.” She squeaks and let’s her head fall on my chest.
“Is that good?” I smirk, knowing the answer very well just from the way she pants.
“Please.” She says instead. “Liam I need you. We’ve been fighting too much and I need you. Please.” She reciprocates my actions by letting my pants pool to my ankles and stuffs her hand down my boxers.
I don’t stop rubbing her once she’s got a hand around me and I nearly come from the contact. “Fucking hell.” I hiss. I let my free hand travel behind her back, unhooking her bra and watch is slide off her arms.
I lean forward and wrap one of her nipples around my lips and she yelps, my actions only causing her to go faster on me. “We look ridiculous.” She breathes.
“I know but it’s getting you off.” I admit with a laugh. “Wait here.” I murmur, stopping all orally acts. I kick my shoes off, my socks and pants pushed to the side before running to the couch where I keep a spare blanket behind it.
I lay it on the ground for us, neatly and she giggles, using her arms to cover herself. “It’s clean right?” She looks at it peculiarly.
“Yes.” I assure her, getting down on my knees in front of her before kissing the skin below her tummy. I slide down her jeans and panties in one swift motion, taking her shoes and socks off as well as they completely come off. “You’ve trimmed.” I point out.
She blushes, hiding behind her hands. “I wanted to try something new. I’ve never—you know I’ve never…”
“I know.” I kiss her the curve of her left hip. “Don’t ever be afraid of trying new things.” I say, bringing her down to my level and resting her back on the blanket covered floor.
“You make me feel so confident.” She confesses as I bring my body over hers. I pull my boxers down and have a hand around myself as I pump it slowly whilst staring at her naked, flushed body.
“I want you to feel confident because you feel that you are. Not because of me.” I tell her, thrusting upwardly into my hand until I reach out for my pants and grab a condom from my back pocket. I always keep one, out of habit.
Not like I’m gonna use it if it’s not with her. I guess I carry at least one because I know she’s so irresistible.
My mouth goes to rip the packet but I stop when I become distracted by watching Violet run her hands all over her body and she takes her breasts into her hands and she moans. “Without me?” I raise an eyebrow.
“You seem busy.” She breathes, referring to my hand jerking me off.
As I bring the packet back up to my mouth again, she grabs ahold of my arm, her face serious and determined. “Do you think, we could go without one this time? We’ll be careful. I just… I want to feel you.” She surprises me by saying.
There’s nothing more I’ve been wanting than for us to feel each other again with no condom. I know it’s so fucking risky not using one but I really can’t turn her down, and I want to feel all of her.
“Fuck it.” I throw the condom to the side and push her legs open, adjusting myself in between her as I bring my cock closer to her heat. “Are you sure you want to do it without one?”
“Yes.” She murmurs, gasping when I tease her slit with my head. I rub it up and down and she’s clenching the blanket with her small fists. Her back arches slightly and I push her back down with my hand.
She’s fucking soaking and I haven’t even pushed myself inside of her. I continue to tease her a few more times before sliding inside of her, instantly feeling it all. Feeling every fucking inch of her walls and it’s fucking mind blowing. I growl at the contact and she whines, moving her hips in slow circles.
“Fuck.” I whisper. “I forgot… How fucking good it feels.” I pull out and slide back in, lifting her leg up to my shoulder to go in deeper.
“It does.” She concurs. “Move, please. I need you to…” Her voice trails off.
“I will, but you just—you feel so good and I don’t want to come in you.”
“You won’t.” She says but I don’t think she’s really aware of the fact that I feel like I’m going to combust because of how snug she is. “Come back.” She breaks me from my trance and I start thrusting in and out of her.
“Fuck,” I let out a breathy murmur. I let my hips twist and roll, my pelvis hitting her every time I’m balls deep in her. My mouth salivates at the way she touches her body, her hands cupping her breasts, followed by pinching her nipples. She gropes them the way I would, and then I realize she’s putting on a show for me. I didn’t even have to tell her to touch herself, she’s doing it all on her own.
Fucking hell this woman is too bloody sexy. For her own good.
I can’t begin to look away. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen anyone do. “So good Liam, so good.” She breathes a gasp.
“Christ Violet.” I spread her legs further, my merciless thrusts making her eyes roll to the back of her head. She’s biting her hand, she’s biting it so damn hard and I feel my orgasm approaching. Her whimpers are enough to weaken me, make my limbs want to give out but I don’t stop.
God I wish I could last a bit fucking… Longer. But, fuck, she feels just like I remember she did, if not better. Because at least this time I am conscious about the fact that I am fucking her without a barrier to stop me from feeling it all.
I kiss her ankle and pull it down from my shoulder, bringing my body over hers to bury my face in her neck. “I love you.” She tells me.
“Me too… I love you.” I groan, finding her hands and linking them together to hold them above us to fuck the moans out of her. “Birth control… Soon.” I grunt.
“I know.” She wraps her legs around my waist, one of the heels of her feet digging into the bottom of my spine to pull me in closer.
I take her breasts into my mouth and suck on her pink nubs, looking at her through my lashes as her mouth falls open and she cries out my name.
“I only want you. Remember that.” I murmur, my cock twitching as she begins to clench around me.
I love this. I love being able to love this woman. For her to trust me. I know I have given her many reasons to leave me but she’s always by my side, she won’t give up on me like others did. I know it. I don’t deserve her, I don’t deserve what she’s given me; hope. Hope that one day I’ll be able to recover my darkened mind.
“Look at me.” I command, her feverous eyes meeting mine as I kiss her, swallowing her moans as my hand unlinks from hers and I run it down the length of her body.
“We’re having sex in your office, Mr. Payne.” She giggles, her fingers tugging at my hair.
“Always been a dream of mine, Miss Piers.” I smile and laugh with her, our lips attached once more before my muffled grunts give out that I’m gonna come.
My spine is tingling, every part of my body is on fire. This is what she does to me. Why the fuck would I throw it all away by cheating? I would never. She knows this. I know this.
My movements quicken with each hard hitting thrust that has her biting my shoulder to keep her from screaming. I want her to scream so bad but her moans and whimpers belong to me right now and I don’t want to share them with anyone else.
I can feel her and she can feel me, the way we fit each other so perfectly. We make each other want rip our heads off sometimes, it’s only because we butt heads a lot and if we didn’t it would be boring. But I love her, I love what she’s done to me and I always will.
“I have to pull out. I have to—fuck.” I abruptly pull out of her tight, wet walls and I find myself coming on her abdomen, her small, quick breaths proving that she still hasn’t orgasmed herself. My body is shaking as I pump out my release all over her hot skin, my ragged pants louder than usual. I let my head fall as the adrenaline courses through me and nearly knocks me the hell out.
“Are you okay?” Concern takes over her features as her thumb rubs my flushed cheeks.
“Yeah, I just, I come hard when I don’t have a condom on.” I admit with a little embarrassment. It is embarrassing. It makes it seem like I’ve been holding back or something. “Do you want me to…” I point between her legs. “I’m sorry I couldn’t last long enough to—”
“It’s okay.” She kisses my nose. “Better safe than sorry.” She breathes, taking my head into her hands and leaving a quick to my forehead. “Be my guest.” I can feel her smile on my skin.
“Might want to bite your hand again.” I instruct as I move my body down and slot my head in between her thighs. “It’s my turn.” I mumble and wink, my mouth and tongue on her in the next second after my promise.
“You gave me another hickey.” I frown at the mirror as I try to reapply my makeup so I don’t look like we just had sex on the floor of his office. Which we did. And I found it so exhilarating.
“You’d be surprised at how many I give you in certain spots knowing you won’t see them.” He smugly murmurs, like he’s proud of himself for that.
I scoff and roll my eyes, crouching to get my sweater from the ground. He found a clean shirt in one of the drawers of his desk which I’m glad or else he would have walked out of here shirtless.
“You’re morbid.” I say to him, giggling as I grab my shoes and sit on the chair to put them back on. My phone then goes off in my back pocket, the ringing a nuisance but it could be Jason, and I wouldn’t live with myself if it was really important.
“Who is it?” Liam curiously asks as I shrug and fetch for my phone, the contact name across my screen making me frown and panic instantly.
It’s Bennett. Shit. What does he want now? I haven’t spoken to him since, well since Liam and I got back together. In a weird way I’m glad he’s calling because at least I know he’s okay even after he drove home drunk. He’s an idiot for that.
“What’s wrong?” Liam notices my reluctance to answer the phone, his hands redoing his tie around his collar.
“It’s um, it’s Ben.” I bite my lip, scared to look at Liam’s reaction. I keep my eyes focused on the random object in front of me. He’s going to have a fit and I won’t hear the end of it.
“Bennett?” He’s curt with the use of Ben’s name. “What does he want?” His voice is too calm for this situation. I’m surprised he hasn’t smashed my phone against the wall.
I shrug again, unsure. “Don’t know.” I breathe, looking at the screen and back up at Liam. My thumb presses on the green button and I attach it to my ear.
“Violet, hey.” He nervously mumbles.
“Ben, hey, um now’s not a good time.”
“I just wanted to apologize for last week. I was way out of line and I know I shouldn’t have dried drunk.”
“It’s okay,” I look at Liam and he’s rolling his eyes. Why isn’t he saying anything? “You’re forgiven. Anything else?”
“Yeah, um, wanna hang soon? As friends, promise.” He chuckles, but I’m more focused on the way Liam flares his nostrils.
“I’ll get back to you on that. Okay? I have to go.”
“Yeah. Just wanted to tell you that.” He sighs as we both click on end at the same time.
Hurriedly I stand from my chair, rubbing my sweaty hands all over my jeans. “Liam,” I try explaining myself and he turns. “Your silence is scaring me. Say something.”
“Say what?” He murmurs. “You know how I feel about that asshole, I hate him. I wish you would keep away from him but I can’t control what you do or don’t want to do.”
“He’s just a friend. You know how I feel about him too.” I bravely step closer to him, happy that he doesn’t step back.
“A friend who wants you.” He snorts sarcastically. “I know how stubborn you are and always want to see the good in people, so that’s why I want to let you see on your own what type of person Bennett is. Who he really is, someone to not be trusted.”
“You always say that.” I giggle, hoping it will lighten the mood.
“Because I’m always right.” A smile tickles the corner of his mouth and I know I have him back. His arms wraps around my waist and he pulls me in. “I wanted to ask you something and I’m hoping you’ll say yes.”
“What?” I run my fingernail over his cute nose.
“Want to go on a date? A real one?” He asks, his offer taking me by surprise.
My smile grows. “A date? You say it like we’ve never been on one.”
“I know but that date was a disaster. I want a new one. I have something in mind but it’s a surprise.”
“Is it?” My interest is piked.
He nods. “I just have to get home and get changed. You know, our home.” He jokes and I nudge his arm.
“Don’t start.” I point my finger at him and expectantly await this mystery date.
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“What do you mean you have a date? Jason, no. You’re too young.” I scold my little brother for obvious reasons. Who does he think he is going on dates? He’s only thirteen. He shouldn’t even be thinking about dating.
I feel like the overprotective big sister but that’s only because I’m not home to make sure he doesn’t screw up anything. The kid is young and vulnerable and has absolutely no idea what he’s doing.
“Will you chill? She’s a girl I met at school. She’s in the school play I work for and we’re just going to the Christmas fair.” He tells me and I hold my hand out over my heart. He’s going without me? That was our thing.
And now I’m being replaced by some girl I don’t even know. “I was supposed to be there when you went on your first date.” I whine and stomp my foot.
“Well you don’t live here anymore sis. I just wanted to let you know. Besides there’s gonna be like a lot of my friends over there so we won’t be alone.”
“I know I just hate that you’re growing up.” I pout and turn my head to see if Liam’s finished getting changed yet. He’s been gone an awful lot of time and I’m starting to get worried. “And mom?” I ask.
“She just got back from work. She looked pretty exhausted.” He chuckles and I hear the rambling of keys. “I gotta go. You’ll be coming home soon right?”
“Of course.” I smile. “You better like what I got you.”
“Same to you.”
We both hang up at the same time that Liam comes out of his room dressed in dark jeans and a zipped up leather jacket. His hair is more slicked back, his face looks fresh and I can smell his cologne from over here.
He looks hot. I mean he always does but I like this look. What a bad boy.
“You ready?” He asks as he puts his gloves on.
I nod. “Been ready.” I stand and take his hand. “So wanna tell me where we are going?”
“Patience, Miss Piers.” He holds a finger over my lips.
We then make our way out of his flat, hand in hand and down to his shiny black car. It’s the R8, my favorite one. I hope he’ll let me drive it again some time, I felt cool in it.
“Are you going to tell me now?” I ask when we’ve driven for a bit with no real destination.
“If you insist,” he smiles. “Remember how a few months ago you told me you wanted to go see Millennium park? Well, we’re going ice skating.” He tells me.
“What?” The word falls from my mouth. I can’t ice skate. “I don’t know how.”
“Which is why you’ll have your amazingly skilled boyfriend teach you.”
“You skate?” I giggle.
“It’s a very fun activity Miss Piers.” He gets defensive, his eyebrows furrowing together. “Maybe you’ll grow to like it.”
I picture myself with white skates on ice and scrunch my nose at the thought. I can’t ice skate, I only ever learned how to roller skate but even then I remember how I scraped my knee and elbow when I first tried it.
And now on ice? I’d slip and make myself look like an idiot. Knowing Liam he would laugh his ass of before reaching to help me. I’d swat his arm, he’d grab my hands and kiss me while we’d glide around the rink.
“Earth to Violet.” Liam snaps his fingers at me as he puts the car on park. “We’re here. Come on.” He ushers me to get out of the car and I do just that, unbuckling my seatbelt to quickly get out of the warm vehicle.
“This is so beautiful.” I stare in awe at the pretty lights around the trees, around the park, the very lovely Christmas decorations. It’s all so beautiful and I’ve realized how much I have been missing out on this beautiful city.
Liam pays for the parking, which is ridiculously expensive, but is soon forgotten when he leads us where plenty of people swiftly move around the rink. The first thing I notice are the couples who hold hands, and that one person who knows what they’re doing and shows up everyone.
I know Liam hasn’t done things like this in a long time but I love the fact that he’s trying for me. He is going out of his comfort zone to make up from the scare we had earlier. To think everything we’ve ever been through could have been thrown away like nothing makes me shudder.
I know Liam loves me, like I love him, but that still doesn’t stop me from feeling threatened because he’s wanted. He’s attractive, young, rich… He’s everything a lot of people want.
“What size for the miss?” A sweet old lady’s voice tears me away from my thoughts and I smile unknowingly at her.
“Um, seven?” I question and she hands them over to me.
I look at the skates peculiarly before convincing myself that this is just a disaster waiting to happen. I should have protested against this but he thought it all up by himself. I can’t say no to his cute idea of a date.
We change out of our shoes and put them away in a rented locker, finding a bench to put the skates around our feet. If tying them is this hard I can’t imagine what it will be like when my ass falls on the ice.
I have a tendency of doing that. That’s how I met this man.
“Oh come on Violet, it’s not that hard.” Liam chuckles and gets down on one knee to help me tie them up.
“I’m gonna fall.” I start to panic before I even make it to the ice.
“No you won’t. I won’t let you.” He promises as he takes my hands and helps me up from the bench. I can hardly stay still. It’s not easy to balance yourself on a blade.
I close my eyes for a moment, opening them the next second and noting that I’m literally gliding on the ice. Oh my god I am going to die.
“I change my mind.” I am quick to say but Liam laughs and shakes his head.
“You’ve been on the ice for thirty seconds without falling babe. That’s impressive.” He skates backwards and I wonder how he does that. “Come, let’s go towards the ledge.” He instructs. I’m stiff as a cardboard but I safely make it to the ledge and grip it for dear life. “I’m gonna go easy on you rookie.”
“Shut up.” I playfully frown. “Don’t let me die.” I squeak.
He’s finding my fear so amusing. Bastard. If I could hit him I would but I’m afraid if I move I’ll bust my head open. Not worth it.
“You think I’d let the love of my life fall to her death? Never.” He sticks his tongue out and I reach up to kiss him.
We continue to skate around the rink as I hold onto the sides and silently pray that I don’t fall. He’s being really patient when I’m running thin on mine.
My feet do this zigzag motion and I feel like I am not as bad as I thought I was. This isn’t bad at all.
“Okay, I think you can let go of the side now.” He laughs at my dismay.
Let go? I’d rather not.
“No! No, Liam please—” he cuts me off.
“I won’t let you fall.” He laughs at me again. “Just give me your hands again.”
Reluctantly, I let go of the ledge and put my entire trust in him, letting my body press against his just in case I fall forward he can fall with me.
“See?” He inquisitively mutters. “Not so bad huh?”
It’s not? I can’t tell. My eyes are closed.
“I guess.” I breathe. We skate once more around the rink before he bends to whisper in my ear.
“I’m gonna let go now.” He distances himself and let’s me go before I can even respond.
He did not just let me go? Is he out of his mind?
“Liam, what the hell?” I yell at him. But he doesn’t care, he’s too busy laughing at the way I stand so I don’t fall. I hear a few people laugh beside me and it makes me want to hit him even more.
“This is ace.” He grabs his stomach, his head thrown back in amused laughter.
“If ever get to you Liam James Payne, I swear to go—AH!” I yelp as I miss my step and slide, my ass on the cold ice just like I knew I would be.
Ouch. As if I haven’t recovered from that spanking and now this. Give me a break.
“Liam,” I whine. “You promised you wouldn’t let go you ass.” I cross my arms around my chest, sitting flat on the iced floor as people pass me by and snicker over the ordeal.
“I’m sorry, but you didn’t really think I’d miss out on the opportunity to see you fall did you?” His body is racked in laughter, his smile so wide his cheeks reach all the way to his eyes, making them squint in an adorable way.
Damn him for being so cute.
If I wasn’t so annoyed with him right now I’d tell him how stinking adorable he looks even if it means that my humiliation is his entertainment. “I hate you.” I pout.
I should get up or something. How though? If I get up I will only end up down here again. I have one option.
I begin to crawl my way back to the benches, apologizing when I stop traffic. “Violet where are you going?” Liam yells.
“Away from you, you liar!” I yell back and am thankful some of the people here help me up to my feet.
Liam skates his way to the door, his hands reaching out to touch me but I push them away. “Are you mad?” He chuckles.
“Yes!” I groan and wobble my way back to the bench. My ass has been through a lot in one week. Poor ass. “You said you wouldn’t let me fall.” I bat my lashes at him in an innocent way.
“I didn’t think you’d get hurt that bad.” He frowns, worry taking over his face. I’m not mad, I actually want to laugh too but revenge is so much sweeter. “Kiss it make it better?” He winks and my eyes widen.
I hear the couple next to me cough and I hide my face. Can he not be so open about kissing my ass in a literal way?
“Get away from me.” I fight the smile forming on my lips. If I make him believe I’m mad, then he’ll do something for me in return I hope.
“Kiss me.” He softly commands, but I shake my head and turn him down. “Pretty please baby? Kiss me. I’m sorry.” He purses his lips and makes silly kissing noises. I can’t deny that I love this playfulness out of Liam. He makes it really hard to resist him.
“I won’t.” I cross my arms and slide away from him.
“What can I do to make it better?”
Now he’s talking. “Go back out there and fall on your ass.”
The look on his face right now is priceless. If I could take a picture I would because this is just too dang perfect. “Really?” He whines. “I had other things in mind.” His tone gives away that he was thinking way differently than me. In that way. As always.
“Do it or I leave.” I threaten, making it more interesting by standing but he stops me, kissing my inner palm as he rolls his eyes and looks around the place.
“Don’t say I never did anything for you.” He jokes and finds himself back in the rink, skating so fluently towards the middle where he pauses and looks at me. He swings his arms up in the air as he lets himself fall butt first on the ice, watching the way his face contort with pain.
He’s laughing the pain off as well as making others laugh while they stare between the both of us. Probably thinking that we’re both two weird people who will do just about anything to please each other.
I laugh at the way he just sits there and moves his feet from side to side, shrugging as he shoots me a smile from afar.
“You’re insane.” I giggle, glad that his fall wasn’t as bad as mine. Liam gets back up with no trouble, skates over to me and grabs my arms to bring me back in the rink.
“For you, yes.” He looks down at me.
“Are you ready to teach me now? Seriously this time?”
He contemplates it but gives in either way. “Why not? I’d love to watch you fall a few more times.” If it wasn’t because he’s having such a good time I would leave. This sport is just not for me.
He does keep his promise of taking it serious this time by holding my hand as we circle the rink. I stumble when some guy passes by me and pushes me with his shoulder. I yelp and Liam throws me behind him.
“Watch where you’re going you fucking—”
“Liam,” I press my hand on his arm. “Don’t start a fight.”
“The next asshole who pushes you isn’t getting away with it.” He threatens but it’s idle. Instead I laugh and wrap my arms around his waist as we skate. Little by little, I start getting the hang of this.
The skating, the laughing, the atmosphere, the cheerful Christmas music, us. All of this is like out of a movie or a fairytale. And I’m living mine.
“Move in with me.” He blurts out of the blue, suddenly everything dimming down.
“Please just move in with me. Violet I can’t stand not waking up with you and going to bed with you. I know you’re scared but I promise you I would never, ever let you be homeless.”
“You’re still on this?” We skate towards the ledge again.
“We’ve had too many scares already. I’m so terrified that the next thing will be it.”
“It won’t be.” I soothe his worries away.
We’re both scared of many things, for different reasons. But they make sense.
“What should I do?” He cups my face and licks his lips.
“Nothing, just give me some time. That’s all I need from you.” I reach up to touch his face, his eyes closing as my fingers ghosts over his soft skin.
“I love you, you know that don’t you?” He asks for reassurance.
I nod. “How much?”
“Enough so I can scream it to the world.” He challenges.
I take him up on his offer. “So do it!” I order, not thinking that he’ll actually do it. He takes me by surprise when he gives me his don’t underestimate me look and glides away from me to skate towards the middle of the rink again.
My cheeks heat up as he clears his throat and clasps his hands together. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he grabs almost everyone’s attention. They’re listening. “I know some of you could care less about this but I love my girlfriend, she’s over there,” he points towards me, “and she makes me so damn happy. She wanted me to tell the world so I am. Now everyone knows.” He chuckles, the crowd roaring in cheers and applauses at such brave act.
“You are so…” I begin to say before he cuts in and shrugs.
“Yeah, I know.” He mumbles, grinning from side to side like the true young adult he is at heart. “Let’s go.” He motions over to the exit with his head, his hand finding mine as we cap off this amazing night with shared laughs, fond looks and banana splits.