“Fine,” I say giving in.
“Great, I’ll let you two get to it then,” Quinn says excitedly, before continuing on her way.
“Where are you going?”
“To a party two houses down. If you get bored, come down,” she says with a smile.
“Come on,” Liam says as he ushers me to the door. We head inside, neither of us really saying anything. “Would you like something to drink?”
“No, I’m good thanks,” I say, deciding it’s best to not have any type of alcohol in my system. Who knows how this conversation is going to go. I take a seat on the couch and wait for Liam to say something.
It feels like eternity, though it’s probably only a minute or two before Liam finally breaks the silence. “Shit, I didn’t think this would feel so awkward,” he says as he runs his hands through his hair.
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this,” I say as I go to stand up.
“No,” he yells, “We need to clear some shit up.”
“Where do you want to start?”
“I want you to know that I had no idea about the party. Haley, I would never do something like that to you,” he says with apologetic eyes.
“But what you did wasn’t much better.”
“You’re right. I was pissed off at you and I did take it too far and I am really sorry about that.”
“Liam, you had the freaking school calling me a whore. I had eggs thrown at me.”
“The only thing I did was get a rumor to be started, and the rest of it I didn’t know, but I will take blame for it because I started it. Haley, I am really sorry. I know I was pissed at you, but I took it way too far.”
“You had a right to be pissed; I just wish we could have talked about it before making it a war between us.”
“Yeah, I guess that’s my fault. I don’t usually talk, as you can see.”
“What happened to you?”
“What do you mean?” he asks with a surprised look.
“I’ve known you practically my entire life and I’ve never seen this kind of mean side of you that I’ve seen here.”
“Shit,” he says as he runs his hands through his hair, “When I was a freshman I was picked on, normal shit being a freshman and all, but since I was on the football team I had to keep a certain edge to myself. A guy started messing with me and I fucked him up, after that it was kind of one of those things to not mess with me. It just kind of stuck, I guess.”
“You guess?”
“Alright, it more than stuck. People don’t piss me off; if they do, there are consequences.”
“But why? You’ve made people switch colleges, move off campus, why would you do that to someone?”
“Haley, I can’t say I’m proud of it because I’m not. I was wrong. People do stupid shit.”
“But you’re still making the same choices.”
“No, I’m not. When I saw you lying in your bed all pale and sick, I knew what happened was my fault, even though I wasn’t here. I take full responsibility, but I want you to know that if I could go back and change it all, I would.”
“How do you know what I looked like at home?” I ask shocked at hearing that revelation.
The look Liam gives me is pure confusion, “Quinn didn’t tell you?”
“No, so fill me in.”
“You were sick, it was a few days after the party, she came downstairs to bitch at Meg, I think, but saw me arguing with Meg about the party. I guess she thought it was my doing and she mentioned you were sick, that you wouldn’t eat, sleep, hell you couldn’t even really get out of bed. I followed her up the stairs to check on you myself and you were completely out of it.”
“How do I not know this?”
“I don’t know, but we took you to the hospital because it was obvious something was wrong.”
“Well, thank you for that,” I state.
“How do you feel now?” he asks as he pierces me with his smoldering blue eyes.
“Pretty good, back to normal, as far as I can tell.”
“Good,” he says with a smile.
“I need to tell you something Liam,” I say nervously.
“What’s that?”
“I lied to you before.”
“Lied about what?” he asks looking confused.
“When you realized that we had sex and I told you it was because of a bet,” I say feeling myself getting even more nervous, “I lied,” I say looking anywhere but at Liam.
“So it was or wasn’t a bet? Because Quinn was bitching about it that night in the hospital.”
“It wasn’t a bet,” I say now looking at the floor.
“Then why did you lie to me? Haley you know me, you’ve known me for years. What would make you do something like that?” I sit and ponder, trying to come up with something that makes sense and doesn’t make me look like a complete loser, but I have no idea what to say. “Haley?” he interrupts my spacing out.
“Sorry, I did it because I wanted to.”
“But why lie to me about it?” he asks sounding frustrated.
My head snaps up, allowing me to look straight at Liam, “Because, it’s not like you would have slept with me, if you knew it was me.”
“What?” he asks looking irate.
“God Liam, I’ve had a freaking crush on you since before I can even remember. So when I ended up coming to school here and I changed my hair, bought colored contacts, I was trying to be someone else, someone different. I didn’t think I would run into you at a party and end up getting the chance to sleep with you, but I sure as hell wasn’t passing it up.”
“But I asked you, I told you that you reminded me of a girl from home. You could have told me then,” he says as he turns towards me on the couch.
“No I couldn’t. I remember overhearing a conversation you had with someone on how you thought Kenzie was hot.”
“Do you hear yourself right now?” Liam asks with a smirk.
“Yes, and I sound like an idiot,” I say as I shake my head and turn away from him.
“Don’t you think if I thought Kenzie was hot, that it would mean I thought you were hot too?”
“No, because I was her stupid shadow for so long.”
“Who is the girl that I talked to all the time? Who’s the girl I picked on when she came over to hang out with my idiot brother?” he asks as he touches my chin, moving my head so I have no choice but to look at him.
“Me,” I all but whisper.
“You’re right, it was you. I never picked on Kenzie like I did you. It was different with you because you are different Hails,” he says as he stares directly at me.
“Different isn’t always a good thing,” I say trying to look away.
“Pretty girl, yes it is. God, I had a stupid crush on you back in the day, but you were in love with my brother, now tell me how embarrassing that is?” he says laughing.
“WHAT?” I yell causing his laugh to end immediately.
“What’s wrong?” he asks worriedly.
“When was I in love with Brody? When did you have a crush on me?” I ask, stunned to hear his admission.
“You’ve always been in love with him and I think I was a junior maybe, I don’t know,” he says with a shrug.
“No I haven’t. I love Brody, don’t get me wrong, but I love him like a best friend, brother kind of love.”
“It’s cool. We were all actually surprised to see him end up with Kenzie instead of you.”
“There was a time that I thought about dating him, but then he started dating Kenzie; I was actually glad because he’s not who I really wanted.”
“Well that’s good, considering they are still together and she is your sister,” he says laughing, “but in all honesty, I’m sorry about messing shit up for you,” he states with an apologetic look.
“It’s fine. Things are pretty much normal now, so it’s fine.”
“No more lies?” he asks, looking hopeful.
“No more lies,” I agree with a smile.
“Are we good
to be friends again?”
“We’ll always be friends, though your girlfriend may not be happy about that.”
“Meg? Oh no, that’s over.”
“What, since when?” I say surprised.
“Since the shit she pulled on you,” he states matter of fact.
“You don’t have to do that because of me.”
“I never should have considered living with her, so it’s for the best.”
“Well, I’m sorry anyway.”
“Don’t be, I’m glad I found out who she really was before things went further with her.”
“I have a question then.”
“What’s that?”
“Why did you sleep with me when you were with her?” I ask, looking at him for an answer
“I wasn’t with her,” he states looking directly at me.
“But when I ran into you two at home, you said you two were together for two years.”
“On and off for two years,” he admits.
“Oh.”
“What?”
“Nothing, I guess I’m just surprised I never met her before I joined the sorority.”
“I didn’t bring her home much.”
“Yeah, I kind of figured that.”
“Do you want to go to the party Quinn’s at or do you want to hang out here?” Liam asks changing the subject.
“Umm, it doesn’t really matter,” I say with a shrug.
“It’s up to you Haley.”
“We can hang out here then,” I say, enjoying the alone time I’m getting.
“Do you want something to drink now?” he asks with a smile.
“Sure,” I say feeling relaxed.
“Do you want beer, water, tea, or lemonade? I think that’s about all that’s here.”
“A beer is fine,” I say as he heads toward the kitchen. He comes back handing me my drink sitting down beside me on the couch.
“Want to watch a movie?”
“Okay.”
“A scary one?” he asks with an eager look.
“Sure,” I say excited.
He starts The Texas Chainsaw Massacre for us to watch. “Are you sure you can handle this?” he asks as he takes a seat.
“Yes,” I say, hoping I sound more convincing than I feel.
“I can put something else in.”
“No, I can handle it,” I say sounding stronger. I take another swig of my beer, downing it quicker than planned.
“You trying to get drunk?” he asks as he nods towards my empty bottle.
“No.”
He starts laughing and grabs me another one from the kitchen. “Don’t worry Hails, I’ll protect you from the mean people in Texas,” he says laughing. I can’t help but slap him in the stomach.
“If I have nightmares it’s your fault,” I say as I slip my shoes off to get more comfortable on the couch.
“You won’t,” he says sure of himself. “If you get scared just make out with me, then you won’t have to think about the movie,” he says catching me off guard.
“What?” I ask, shocked causing him to laugh.
“Just a thought. This way you won’t have to lie to me, if you want to sleep with me again,” he says with a sexy smirk.
“Who said I want to sleep with you again?”
“No one, I’m just assuming.”
“You shouldn’t assume things.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry,” he says looking apologetic.
“But I may hold you to that kissing part, if I get spooked.”
“Alright,” he says as he pulls me into his side. We watch the movie and I try so hard to not kiss him, but damn he looks and smells so good.
“Why are your eyes closed?”
“Sorry, it freaks me out,” I say as I point the screen where the character is hung onto the meat hook and the guy is being cut up by the chainsaw on the table.
“Then you were supposed to make out with me,” he says in a stern voice.
“I thought you were kidding,” I state innocently.
“Yeah, I bet you did. Are you nervous to kiss me?”
“No.”
“Then prove it,” he says calling my bluff.
“Fine,” I say surprising him. I pull his face towards mine, my lips meeting his for a slow sensual kiss.
I open my mouth a fraction of the way and Liam pushes forward. His tongue tastes every inch inside my mouth. Our tongues are doing their own little dance and I can’t help how much I want him. Even when he pisses me off, I want him.
I shift and move myself so I’m straddling his lap, getting as close to him as I can get with our clothes on. I decide to push for more and I start moving on his growing erection. I can feel it and God how I wish I could feel all of it.
“Fuck,” I hear him moan, before he takes my lips again. I continue moving back and forth on his crotch wanting him to feel the same way I feel. “Baby, you need to stop,” he says as he grips the sides of my hips to slow me down.
“I don’t want to stop,” I say as I lean in and start kissing his neck. Moving up and down, biting and sucking moving up towards his ear.
“Hails, we can’t do anything right here. The guys could walk in at any minute.”
“So take me to your bedroom,” I say as I continue my seduction on his neck.
“Shit,” he says as he quickly stands, holding me like I’m nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me down the hall, up the stairs and into his bedroom. He shuts the door and locks it before taking me over to his bed. He lies me down and settles in between my thighs as he makes his way up my body for our tongues to play again.
“I want you,” I whisper between kisses.
“God, I want you too,” he says as he leans back and pulls my sweater up over my head, tossing it, “You have no idea how beautiful you are,” he says before starting a trail of kisses up my body. My back automatically arches up, allowing him to slip his hands behind me to unhook my bra; he slides the straps down my arms and tosses it on the floor.
I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head, wanting nothing more than to run my fingers down his sexy, muscular body. I look at him, amazed at how defined his body is. The lines, the contours of his six-pack down to the sexy v he has, he is solid sexy muscle.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asks, clearly catching me.
“Just admiring the view,” I say with a proud smile.
“Is that so?” he asks with a sexy smile.
“It’s so defined,” I say as I rub my fingers across the contours of his stomach.
“You act like you’ve never seen me without a shirt on,” he says with a curious look.
“Seeing you and touching you are two very different things.”
“Well touch away,” he says laughing, before bringing his lips down to meet mine. I continue to feel and rub his body before moving my hands lower, wanting his jeans to go. After unhooking the button, I’m able to grab the zipper and tug it down. I try to push his jeans down but they aren’t moving like I’d hoped. “Trying to get me naked already?”
“Yes,” I say as he leans up and shimmies his jeans and boxers down, leaving him in nothing but his sexy nakedness. I know I’ve had sex with the man before, but tonight’s different; tonight I can look and see what I’ve been missing.
Once he’s out of his clothes, he unhooks my jeans and pulls them down my legs along with my panties before discarding them. I can’t help but feel nervous as he peruses my body. After a few seconds, I lean up pulling his head towards mine, allowing our mouths to meet yet again. I explore his mouth before deciding to explore further south.
“Lie down,” I instruct.
“No,” he says as he shakes his head.
“Why not?”
“Because I’m in charge right now.”
“Liam, I said lie down,” I say again.
“No,” he says as he flops me back down on the bed, “I’m just getting started on you,” he says as he trails kisses from
my hardened peaks towards my sacred spot. He runs his fingers through my wet folds, causing me to moan. “So wet baby.”
“Please Liam,” I plead though I’m not exactly sure for what…his tongue, his fingers…hell both.
It doesn’t take long for him to slowly push one of his fingers inside of me followed by another. He starts a rhythm that has me moaning all sorts of sounds, but when his mouth hits me right where I want him the most, I can’t help how my body jerks forward. Liam grabs me and holds me as his tongue does his assault, driving me insane. It doesn’t take long for him to have me screaming out in pure bliss.
Once I come down from my euphoria, I watch as Liam grabs a condom from the nightstand before sheathing himself.
“Wait, it’s my turn,” I say trying to switch positions.
“No baby, I need inside of you now,” he says as he positions himself at my entrance. He pushes inside of me slowly allowing me to adjust to his size. I start moving along with him, making the perfect rhythm.
“Harder,” I plead.
“Fuck,” he says as he thrusts into my aching core harder. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on while moving back and forth on his erection. “Hold on,” he says as he lifts me into the air, walking over towards the wall. I use my strength and continue to bounce up and down before my back hits the cold wall. Then Liam starts pounding into me harder and harder, making me scream out in ecstasy all over again with him following right behind.
“Holy shit,” I say as he lowers me to the ground. My legs feel like Jell-O. I walk back over to the bed and fall face first on to it.
Liam follows me over to the bed after discarding the used condom and lies beside me, “Now, that’s how our first time should have been,” he says looking at me with a serious look.
“I agree,” I say in pure sated bliss.
“Will you stay tonight?” Liam asks out of the blue.
“Why, so you can have your wicked way with me all night?” I ask jokingly.
“How did you know?” he jokes back.
“Just had a feeling.”
“So will you?” he asks all serious now.
“Yes,” I say as I pull the sheet up.
“Good,” he says as he pulls me into his side. I snuggle closer wanting to get as much of him as I can get, because I know this isn’t going to last.
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