One Chance (Part One)

by T. Renee Fike

  I wake up really early and decide to get dressed and head home, so it’s not weird for Liam or me this morning. I mean we weren’t drunk last night, but what happens from here? I can’t expect him to jump into a relationship with me, though I wouldn’t be opposed to that. I’m being realistic though, last night was a one-night stand. Maybe if I’m lucky we can do it again, but I’m not going to count on it.

  So instead, I get dressed and head out the door heading home. I’m surprised when I get home to find that Quinn isn’t in bed or anywhere in the house. I grab a quick shower and shoot her a text to make sure she’s okay.

  After my shower, I throw on a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie and am surprised when I enter my room to see Liam sitting on my bed.

  “Hey,” I say as I towel dry my hair.

  “Hey, why’d you leave this morning?”

  “Figured I could get some things done.”

  “Really? It’s not that you thought this morning would be weird between us?” he asks with a knowing look.

  “Yeah, that too,” I admit.

  “I don’t want things to be weird, Hails.”

  “Good, me either. So we can continue being friends then?”

  “Is that what you want?” he asks with a curious look.

  “Of course,” I say quickly.

  Liam just looks at me for a moment before nodding his head, “So what are your plans for today?”

  “Actually, I was planning on doing some homework and being lazy.”

  “Being lazy huh?” he asks laughing.

  “You should try it sometime.”

  “Not today, I have a game tonight.”

  “Oh yeah, I knew that.”

  “I take it you’re not going?”

  “No, actually I am.”

  “With Quinn?”

  “Yeah, along with Rebecca, Rob, and Austin.” As soon as I say Austin’s name, I can see Liam’s eyes flare up, “You don’t like Austin do you?”

  “Not really.”

  “Why?”

  “He’s a dick.”

  “He’s actually a very nice guy.”

  “You like him?”

  “A little.”

  “Why?”

  “Why do I like him?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Because he’s nice to me, he treats me with respect, he’s funny, and he’s easy to get along with.”

  “So why haven’t you started dating him then?” Liam asks looking annoyed.

  “Because of you.”

  “Me?”

  “Yeah, you and your bully ways,” I say with a smile.

  “So wait, he wouldn’t date you because of me? How do I fit into that equation?”

  “It’s when we argued at a party; he told me he couldn’t date me unless I apologized to you, because you would make his life hell.”

  “Are you serious?” he asks as he starts laughing, “He’s that much of a pansy ass bitch he can’t stand up for himself?”

  “Wait, what?” I say shocked on how quickly our conversation turned.

  “Hails, if you like that douchebag that’s up to you, but don’t expect me to be nice to the dipshit, because that isn’t going to happen.”

  “I want you to be nice to me.”

  “You, I will be, but no way in hell will I be nice to him. You can do better than him Hails.”

  “I’m not dating him. We are going as a group to the game. How about a deal?” I ask, hoping I don’t make a complete fool of myself.

  “What kind of deal?” he asks with speculation.

  “Well, neither of us is seeing anyone right now, so why don’t we do the friends with benefits thing until one of us finds someone we want to date?”

  The look I get is pure shock. “Haley Lawrence, are you saying you can’t get enough of this?” he asks as he runs his hands up and down his covered body.

  All I can do is shake my head, “Never mind, forget I asked,” I say as I throw my hair up into a ponytail.

  “Oh no, not a chance,” Liam says from behind me, looking at me through the mirror. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”

  “You do?” I ask surprised again.

  “Absolutely. Now it gives me time to play out the scenarios that are in my head.”

  “What scenarios?” I ask, suddenly nervous and shy.

  “You tied to the bed or there’s the one where I take you on the football field, or how about….”

  “Stop,” I say laughing, “Stop right there.”

  “You don’t want to hear anymore?”

  “I’m good to find out as we go along.”

  “Good, because I’m thinking of starting right now,” he says as he wraps his arms around me, leaving light kisses on my neck.

  “Quinn could come back any minute,” I say softly as he walks me towards my bed.

  “You want her to join?” he pulls back, looking surprised.

  “No, I’m saying she could catch us.”

  “Makes it even more exciting doesn’t it?” he asks as he pulls my sweatshirt off.

  “You are crazy,” I say as I follow suit, pulling his shirt off.

  “Just as crazy as you are babe,” he says as he pulls my yoga pants off. He takes his sweats off in record time and before I know it we are both naked under my covers.

  “You should let me on top,” I say as I try to move to get out from underneath him.

  “Next time,” he says stopping me.

  “Why not now?”

  “Because this time isn’t going to be as long.”

  “Huh?”

  “I have a meeting at noon.”

  “Oh okay,” I say giving in, wanting him now, considering he has to leave soon.

  “Shit, Haley do you have any condoms?” he asks looking frustrated.

  “Yeah,” I say as I pull one out of my nightstand drawer.

  “Thank God,” he says as he takes it and rips it open quickly before sheathing himself. He pushes his fingers inside of me first making sure I’m nice and coated before he removes them and positions himself at my entrance. It takes seconds before he thrusts inside of me, making me call out. “Shh baby, you gotta be quiet,” he says as he covers my mouth with his hand.

  “Next time give me a warning,” I say with a stern look, which makes him start to laugh. He starts thrusting faster and I meet him thrust for thrust until we are both calling out in ecstasy.

  “You’re going to be late,” I say as I look at the clock.

  “Shit,” he says as he jumps off the bed at the same time our door comes flying open.

  “Holy shit,” Quinn says quickly, “Nice ass quarterback,” she says before closing the door, leaving it to be only me and Liam again.

  “Shit, that’s not the way I saw this morning going,” he says as he throws on his sweats.

  “I’m sure Quinn feels the same way,” I say laughing hysterically.

  “You think that’s funny?” he asks as he leans down, caging me in on the bed.

  “Actually yes,” I say still laughing causing Liam to laugh and smile, “Can we hang out after the game?” he asks.

  “Can’t get enough of me huh?” I ask cockily.

  “You could say that,” he says before placing a kiss on my lips, “I’ll see you later,” he says before getting up and throwing the rest of his clothes on and walking out the door.

  It takes two minutes for Quinn to bust through the door with the biggest smile on her face. “Damn girl, I gave you a few minutes, you could have gotten dressed,” she says as she notices I’m still lying under my covers.

  “Too lazy,” I laugh.

  “I take it you had a good night.”

  “Yes, yes I did.”

  “I want details,” she says as she sits on the end of my bed.

  “We talked last night and watched a movie and it just kind of happened.”

  “Then how did it happen here, if you were at his place?”

  “Oh, I snuck out this morning and came home. I didn’t want the weird mor
ning after thing.”

  “Were you guys drunk?”

  “No, not at all, just me being paranoid I guess.”

  “So he came over to have you again?” she asks laughing.

  “We made a deal.”

  “A deal? What kind of deal?”

  “Friends with benefits until one of us find’s someone we like.”

  “But you like him.”

  “Yeah, but he doesn’t know that.”

  “Why didn’t you tell him?” she asks sounding a little confused.

  “Because then, I’ll make the entire situation weird and I don’t want that.”

  “So you’re going to just sleep with him and think all is going to be right in the world?”

  “If I can’t have all of him, at least I can have him in bed.”

  “You are not right,” Quinn says shaking her head.

  “Sure I am.”

  “No, because what if he likes you too Haley?”

  “He doesn’t. Trust me; I would know if he did.”

  “Sure you would,” she says with an eye roll.

  “I would. This can work, you’ll see.”

  “I hope so for your sake.”

  “Now about you, why are you just getting home this morning?”

  “You can’t have all the fun,” she says looking excited.

  “Spill it.”

  “Okay,” she says energetically, “I’ve had a crush on this guy for a while.”

  “The one from your history class?”

  “Yes,” she squeals, “Well I ran into him last night.”

  “And?”

  “We got to talking and one thing led to another, you know how that is,” she says jokingly.

  “You slept with him already?” I ask stunned.

  “God yes, I needed it too, it’s been a while.”

  “So, where do you go from here?”

  “Same thing as you and Liam. We are going to continue to have sex.”

  “With just each other?”

  “That’s the plan. If he starts sleeping with someone else, then we won’t sleep together anymore.”

  “How was the sex?” I ask being nosey.

  “Amazing,” she says as she fans herself; “I’d ask you the same, but according to your screams the girls told me about, I’m guessing you had a great time too,” she says laughing.

  “Shit, they heard us?” I yell as I slap my hand over my mouth feeling slightly embarrassed.

  “Oh yes, they sure did,” she says dying of laughter.

  “Crap.”

  “Who cares, I say, get it girl. You’ve been waiting for that man since forever, you make all the wild crazy noises you want,” she says all serious causing me to bust out laughing.

  We end up spending the afternoon hanging out until it’s time to get ready for the football game. “What are your plans after the game?” I ask Quinn.

  “Probably a party, does that work for you?”

  “Sure, I told Liam I would meet up with him sometime afterwards too.”

  “Oh, I bet you did,” she says laughing.

  “Stop it.”

  “You get him in bed one time and he turns you into a damn nympho.”

  “So.”

  “I’m jealous,” she says in all seriousness.

  “You should be,” I say laughing.

  “I must admit, that man has an amazing ass. I definitely didn’t expect to see it when I walked in, but damn, make sure to squeeze his ass once for me tonight,” she requests, causing me to laugh.

  “Oh I will,” I say laughing. We finish getting ready and head out to the game. It’s going to be crazy like most games, but it’s always a great time.

  We get to the stadium and find our seats, ready and excited for the game to begin. Quinn is on the right side of me and Rebecca and Cara are on the left side. I’m kind of thankful that Austin isn’t right beside me. He’s a nice guy, but he’s no Liam Masters.

  After the game that we win by 7 points, we head home to change and go to a party. I throw on a green low cut shirt to match the green contacts I put back in, along with my skinny jeans and boots. “Are you ready Quinn?” I ask through the bathroom door.

  “Almost,” she says coming out in a short skirt with a low cut pink top.

  “Whoa, look at you,” I say checking her outfit out. Quinn doesn’t dress skimpy like she is right now, “What are your plans tonight?”

  “Oh, I’m meeting up with Mark tonight.”

  “I figured as much, you don’t usually wear such short clothes on cold nights.”

  “Easy access,” she says with a smile.

  “Wow, you are not right,” I say laughing, “But let’s go.”

  We head down the street to a sorority house for a party. The place is crazy busy. I put my cell phone in my pocket on vibrate so I can feel when Liam messages me. I sent him a message after the game, letting him know my plans and that he can text me when he wants to hang out. I’m beyond excited, but I can’t tell him that.

  “What time are you meeting up with Liam?” Quinn asks as I pour us some drinks.

  “No idea.”

  “Okay, well I won’t leave until you know what’s going on.”

  “You don’t have to wait for me, I’ll be fine,” I say as I take a sip of my drink.

  “No, I’ll feel better if I wait.”

  “Suit yourself,” I say with a smile. We head into the living room and make our way around talking and hanging out with people and some of the sorority sisters.

  A few hours later Quinn asks, “Have you heard from him yet?”

  I’ve been having so much fun I hadn’t bothered to even check my phone, I pull it out of my pocket and see I have two missed calls and five messages, all from Liam. “Crap,” I say as I scan the messages. He’s asking which party I’m at and how long I plan on staying. The next message asks if I’m okay. Great, he probably thinks something’s wrong. I shoot him a quick text because I won’t be able to hear him if I call because of the loud group of people at the party, “Hey, sorry, just saw your messages, I’m at Tau, you should come.”

  “God I’m horrible,” I say, not believing I missed his texts and calls.

  “It happens, we were having fun and it’s loud in here.”

  “Yeah, but his messages were hours ago. Damn it, I probably won’t see him now,” I say bummed.

  Just as I say that, Liam and a bunch of other football players and a flock of girls all come walking into the house. I can’t help but watch him in awe. The boy is sexy as fuck. He has on light washed jeans with a Michigan shirt, but the dark blue shirt makes his beautiful blue eyes pop. His hair is a blonde mess going every which way, making him look sexier, if that’s even freaking possible.

  “Damn, he looks good,” Quinn states.

  “He always looks good,” I say as I watch the guys make their way into the kitchen where the drinks are. He didn’t see me, though I didn’t expect him to; there are people everywhere here.

  “Are you going to go talk to him?” Quinn asks.

  “No, I’ll let him come to me.”

  “Smart move,” she says as we clink beers to cheer to.

  About ten minutes later, I can feel him behind me before I ever even have to turn around. His smell, his sexy smell and soap scent makes me joyed that he’s found me.

  “There you are,” he says as he comes up beside me, “I’ve been looking for you.”

  “You found me,” I say a little too excitedly.

  “Are you having fun?” he asks with a sexy smirk.

  “I sure am. Great game tonight.”

  “Thanks,” he says still sporting a sexy smile, “How long do you want to stay?”

  “I’m ready to go whenever you are,” I say, excited for what’s to come tonight.

  “Let’s go then,” he says proudly.

  “You’re leaving now?” Quinn asks with an approving look.

  “Yep. Is Mark here?” I ask quickly, thinking I can’t leave her here alone.
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br />   “I sure am,” Mark says appearing out of nowhere. He greets Quinn with a kiss on the lips and she looks over the moon excited about it. We say our goodbyes and head out the door.

  “Your place or mine?” I ask as Liam and I start walking down the sidewalk.

  “Yours is closer,” he says as we make the short walk back to the house. We head inside, not surprised to see the place pretty scarce. Most of the girls went out tonight. We are slowly filling up the house again with more girls. The school allowed us to induct new members throughout the year because of the whole Meg fiasco.

  “Aren’t you tired?”

  “A little, why?”

  “Well you played in a game today, so if you aren’t up for any extracurricular activities tonight, I’d understand.”

  “I’m always up for extracurricular activities, just know that afterwards I’ll probably pass out,” he says as I push my bedroom door open. We enter and I close and lock the door behind us, not wanting any visitors tonight.

  “That’s fine with me,” I say as I take my shoes off.

  “I take it Quinn’s not coming home tonight?”

  “No, she’s staying with Mark.”

  “Good,” he says as he stalks towards me, his 6’3” frame towers over my 5’6”. He leans down and grabs me by the waist hoisting me up in the air; I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. “I plan to have fun with you tonight,” he says before his lips connect with mine.

  He opens his mouth slightly and I push forward wanting to taste every single inch of him, starting in his mouth. I use my tongue to taste him and decide to softly bite his lip, earning a moan from him.

  Liam starts walking us over to the bed, but not before pulling my shirt over my head. He sets me down on the bed and leans down to unhook my jeans. I shimmy out of them, leaving me in only my bra and thong. Deciding I have yet to taste him, I stand up and unhook his jeans, allowing them to fall to the floor. He kicks his shoes off and steps out of his pants, and then pulls his shirt over his head, leaving him in a pair of sexy boxer briefs.

  “Lie down,” I instruct, pointing to the bed. He complies.

  I straddle him, watching his every move. I run my fingernails down his chiseled chest, “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” I ask feeling braver, bolder than ever before.

  “No, but you are more than welcome to tell me,” he says with a sexy smirk.

  “I want to lick and taste every inch of you.”