Take Me Out Of Here
A/N: For Rebekah, my only friend that also reads fanfiction!
Title inspired by Pendulum's Watercolour
Also, I know instead of writing this I should be updating, but ey, it's Christmas!
With Love From Me To You – MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Annie lay in her bed, staring at the white ceiling whilst wondering on how to handle the CharlieLiam situation. She had tried to go to sleep, without no avail since she and Liam had – drat she was so screwed! It was now the early hours of the morning and she had not sleep a wink at all. She dreaded facing Liam later on, who still laid in slumber in the opposite room.
She had snuck out of the bed last night, before he awoke. She did not know what had even possessed her following his confession of his love. She just had to look at his smooth, luscious lips, didn't she?
Great.
Just perfect.
She didn't love Liam. In fact, she had no feeling whatsoever towards the gorgeous blue-eyed surfer.
Wait a moment. . . Gorgeous? She inwardly grimaced at herself for thinking such a thing. But then uncontrollably mused about his beautiful blue eyes, and had they danced in the light – yes, Annie Wilson knew she had gone way too far with this, undefined relationship. Thing. one night stand. Lust. Relationship-one night stand-lusty-thing with Liam.
How the hell was she going to face him at school? He and Annie had an almost exact same timetable, with them taking the same classes and all. And what about Charlie? He was so amazing, so nice, so charming.
He was Liam's half brother.
She did not deserve him. She knew as much.
She deuced that she would resolve to ending it with Charlie and start avoiding Liam. Only way not to finish what they had started last night, or if you really looked at it, last month.
Though his lips were just so . . . kissable.
'Annie, we need to talk.' The surfer's voice echoed throughout her bedroom.
She guessed the avoiding part went out of the window as soon as he had come closer to sit at the foot of her bed.