Hey guys :) New story. It's another Miam...I know, I know, I keep saying I have Niley stories, and I do, but...I haven't been in the mood to type them up, and I got the idea for this story in school and have been writing it down ever since. So it's my new baby, which is why I want to post it so bad. I'll try for a Niley story next, I started typing one up...but stopped. I'll try to do it after this one. Also, about "The truth...behind our lies" I've been writing the next part to it, but I don't know, like I know what I want to happen next in the story, just having trouble being motivated to write it. Anyway, the summary of the story is listed already, so I won't say it here. Just read on :)


September 25, 2010.

I can't believe Liam and I have been together for over a year. And now we're moving in together. Time goes by so fast. And you know what? I love him so much. For years I've been saying that I want a love like my parents have, and I honestly thought that Nick and I had that. I thought he'd be my forever. But after being with Liam, I've realized that what Nick and I had just seems like a crush. Don't get me wrong, I loved Nick and I always will, but the feelings Liam and I share are so much more intense, it's like my parents.

Anyway, this isn't my story of comparisons. This is the story of my life with the love of my life :).

The house has been set up for months but with everything going on and us being in and out of Cali at different times, we haven't had the chance to move in, but we're both back in Cali for a while so, TODAY IS THE DAY!

My parents aren't too thrilled about it, but since they know I'm almost 18 and probably won't listen on top of staying in their lives, they're managing. They like Liam and trust him but they think he's doing this for sex. I'm not saying he doesn't think about it, cause he probably does, but I know he respects me and my body enough where he wont' do anything unless I say it's okay. ...Which might be sooner than everybody thinks. But only maybe, I haven't decided yet.

Actually, the reason I'm moving out is because back when I was younger and said 22, I didn't know about boyfriends and privacy and settling down. I wanted to wait for all that, but Liam changed my world.

Originally, I was gonna have my place and he would be at his shared apartment with his brother, but I thought that would be silly. Why waste gas going back and forth when we're just going to spend all of our time together anyway. It actually took some convincing to get him to move in here, but all in all I think it's for the better. Oh, Liam just walked in :).

"Well, that's everything. We officially live here together."I giggled because he looked so hot and tired and my girl thoughts were flowing.

"We gotta break in the bed first." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You got it." I was scooped up bridal style and I let out a scream.

"Liam! Put me down!" He rubbed the part of his chest that I had just hit.

"Abusive girlfriend!" I smiled cutely.

"Where are we going?" He closed the front door leaving us outside.

"Carrying you over the threshold." I froze.

"We're...married?" He laughed. He fucking laughed.

"Sure Miles." I smirked.

"Well, then we are allowed to break in the bed." The cool air of the house ran through my hair as he seriously carried me over the threshold.

"Nope. You are waiting missy" I screamed lightly as I fell, no, more like was thrown, onto the bed. I tugged on the belt loops of his pants.

"Not even a little peak?" He laughed and I tugged until he was ontop of me.

"Not even a little peak." I frowned.

"But soon right?" He smirked.

"Why do you want to see it so bad?" I blushed. He thought I meant...What a perv.

"I don't. I just think it'd be better for comfort reasons." He continued to have a smirk plastered on his face.

"Oh yeah?" I smacked his chest, I smacked it hard.

"I don't mean this in a dirty way! Look, we live together now. I want us to be able to be comfortable changing in front of each other instead of having to leave the room, and you know how green I am, showering together isn't a bad thing either." He had a puzzled look on his face. Was what I said confusing?

"Wow. That's pretty smart." I smacked him yet again.

"Don't sound so surprised." He chuckled.

"I'm not. You're very smart baby." I smiled and kissed him deeply. "Can we...get comfortable later?" I laughed. Right after we pull away he just has to say that? So silly.

"Yeah. I'm actually really tired. Nap?" He opened his arms and I cuddled into him. We fell asleep in each others arms in our house. I love this feeling so much.

My life is a dream come true.


So I don't know if you caught on with that last line, and the title, but at the end of every story there will be an italicized sentence ending in "a dream come true" hence the title. Just thought I'd point that out to you so you know...:)