I DON'T OWN ANYTHING.,..AS ALWAYS.
I WISH I OWNED LIAM THOUGHT. LOL.
Previously on 90210….
Ivy yanked the door open. A tall blond man in his 50's stood at the door and smile at her.
"Hello Ivy" he said.
Once Ivy got over the shock she asked "Dad?"
"What are you doing here?" Ivy asked the man as he entered the house and took off his shoes. "And you don't have to do that" she said pointing at his bare feet.
"Well Ivy, I just thought it was time to come back home and see my daughter. You look beautiful Ivy. You're the reflection of your mom 20 years ago" he said and put a hand on her arm.
Ivy yanked his hand away, her eyes turning red with fury and unshed tears.
"Are you freaking kidding me dude?!! You left nine years ago man! I sent you gifts on your birthdays, letters to see if you were still alive, I even goggled you for God's sake! And now you just 'decided' it was time to see if we were alive too? SCREW YOU!!" she yelled and opened the door for him to leave.
He looked at her with pain evident on his eyes. "Ivy, you have to understand. I left for a reason honey. If you just let me expl…" he started but she cut him off.
"I don't want to hear it. Leave" she said, but he made no attempt to move "LEAVE!!!!" she yelled. He grabbed his shoes and walked away.
Ivy slammed the door shut and let her self fall to the floor, sobbing. This was the first time she cried about her dad in a very long time and she was letting it all out. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to come here like everything was okay. That dude is some serious ass. She sniffed and stood up after a few minutes. Her cell started to ring. She checked the caller ID, it was her mom. She didn't answer, her mom would realize she had been crying and she wasn't in the mood to give any explanations.
She had a voice message –from her mother of course-. It said that she had a work emergency and she was going to stay in the recording studio all night.
"Great" Ivy said sarcastically out loud. She really didn't want to stay alone tonight.
She put on some shoes, grabbed her bag and her car keys and left the house.
Liam was working on his boat, talking to Naomi on the phone while she complained about the ugly purses Prada had for this season. He wasn't really listening to her anymore, he just said "Yes" and "No" where he thought were the right times.
There was a knock on the door, he looked over and smiled. He signalled with his hand for the person outside to come on in.
"Hey, I have to go. Someone is at the door. I'll call you tomorrow" Liam said and hung up.
"Hey Ivy! What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I just needed to get out of the house you know? I'm sorry I just came here without calling. If you're too busy I can just leave…" She answered as he approached her.
" What? No, no. I don't want you to go. Please stay, it's ok" Liam said almost too quickly and Ivy laughed.
"Whoa dude! Chill, you're gonna have a stroke" she said and they both laughed.
"So…you're building a boat. That was the big 'under the tarp' mystery?" she asked as she walked over to the boat and run her hands over its surface. Liam hadn't realize he had left the boat uncovered. But it didn't bother him anymore to show it to Ivy. "Why a boat?" she asked and turned to look at him.
"Me and my dad, we used to go sailing before…well, before he walked away from me and my mom" he said. He didn't know why but he felt comfortable telling this things to Ivy. With Naomi he had to make an effort to tell her. He told her only because she refused to get back together with him if he didn't. But they never talked about that again after that night.
Ivy looked at him dumb foded. "Your dad abandoned you?" she asked.
"Yeah. It really sucks" Liam sighed and looked down.
"Yeah, I know the feeling" she said. He looked up at her with a confused look on his face.
"My dad left me and my mom too. When I was eight" She said.
"When I was ten" He said and sat on the table.
"Yeah. Well, the real reason I'm here, the reason I couldn't stay at my house was because he came over tonight" she said and hopped on the table next to him.
"Really? Your dad?" he asked and she nodded. "What did he want?"
"Apparently he decided it was time to visit his daughter. What an ass. I mean, I write to him every year on his birthday, I send him gifts and not even once he called. Not even once! And the dude has the nerve to come over and pretend like he just went on a trip for a few months!" she was yelling now and Liam couldn't do anything but look at her with compassion and pain for the pain she was feeling.
Ivy sighed and hopped out of the table. "I'm sorry Liam. I shouldn't be here this late yelling like psycho. I should chill before I pop a vessel." she apologized "I should go" she said and started to walk towards the door.
Liam grabbed her elbow and stopped her "Hey, it's cool. Don't go. Let's go to your place and hang out. Maybe grab some dinner or something. I haven't eaten yet" he said to her. She smiled at him softly.
"You sure?" she asked "I don't want you to feel like you have to hang out with me only because I…" he silenced her with a hand over her mouth and she kept talking all muffled. He laughed and she licked his hand.
"Eww! Dude you're a freak!" he said to her. She punched his stomach playfully and laughed. "Aww you're such a girl!" she said and grabbed his hand. They walked
towards her car laughing all the way.
The next morning….
LPOV
I opened my eyes and the light coming through the curtains made me close them again. I blinked twice and my eyes adjusted to the light and I opened them fully. I looked around and I wasn't in my house. I tried to get up but someone was over me. I looked down and couldn't help but smile. Ivy was asleep with me. On her living room couch. Her left leg over both of mine, her head on my chest, her arms hugging my waist, my arms hugging her waist, her hair sprawled over my chest and it shined with the light of the sun. Wow, I'm really getting cheesy here, I thought. But whatever, it's true, she's beautiful. She sighed and snuggled closer to me, mumbling something in her sleep. I couldn't lie to myself any longer. I wanted to wake up like this every morning. I smelled her hair and sighed. I closed my eyes and started to feel guilty thinking about Naomi. She's probably alone in her bed and I'm here snuggling with another girl, a girl she hates.
Ivy stirred slightly and opened her eyes. She blinked and looked up at me. She looked down to our intertwined bodies and immediately jump off the couch and fell flat on her butt.
"Are you okay?" I asked laughing.
She laughed too and yawned at the same time. "Yeah I'm fine. Sorry I fell asleep over you dude" she said still sitting on the floor.
She looked so cute with her hair all tangled and her sleepy eyes.
"Don't worry about it. It's not like I made any attempts to stop you" I said. She smiled and got up.
"I'm gonna go get some coffee" she said and walked to the kitchen.
I got up and followed her. She was putting water in the coffee pot. I walked over to her and leaned over the counter. "Where's your mom?" I asked her.
"Her car keys are over the table so she probably got home and to bed" she said and opened the fridge. "What do you want to eat?? I can make pancakes or French toasts. Or both" she said and looked at me.
"You make the pancakes and I'll make the French toasts" I said and she passed me the ingredients from the fridge.
"The bread is in that cabinet" she said and pointed where.
After a few minutes of cooking, joking and talking we sat on the table and ate quietly.
"The toasts are good dude" she said and smiled at me.
"Yeah the pancakes aren't too bad either" I teased and she threw a piece of toast at me which I dodge. She stick her tongue out at me and her mom walked in.
"Hey honey. Hi Liam" she greeted.
"Hi mom" Ivy said and her mom kissed her hair.
"Hi " I replied.
"Please Liam call me Laurel" she said and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Laurel it is" I said smiling.
She smiled back and sat on the table "So… What are you guys up to today? Going to the beach? That's the great thing about having a house on the beach you can go anytime you want. Or maybe you prefer to stay here snuggling on the couch again?" she asked smirking. I almost choke on my pancake.
"Mom, please…" Ivy whined.
"Relax honey I'm just kidding. Liam, swallow dear" she said and I swallowed my piece of food.
"Ok. We're going to the beach mom" Ivy said and stood up. "Let's go dude" she said to me.
I stood up. "Bye Mrs.S…Laurel" I corrected myself.
"Bye Liam. Have fun you guys" she said and we walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.
"Your mom is cool" I said.
"Yeah right! When you don't live with her. Whatever, come with me upstairs I have to change" she said and I followed.
We entered Ivy's room. She had a queen size bed, one of her walls is painted in dark red and the others in white. She has surf gold medals and trophies on the walls.
"Cool trophies and medals Iv" I said whiles she opened her drawers and took a bikini out.
"Yeah, my mom insists on putting it in the living room to show them off to the people who comes here. Whatever. I rather keep them here. She just wants to brag about me" she said shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah well, she does have a lot to brag about" I said. She smiled and blushed.
"Are you blushing Ivy Sullivan?" I asked.
"What? No dude. No way" she said looking down and her face turned three shades redder.
"Yeah right" I said grinning.
"Whatever. Wait here I'll go change" she said and walked into the bathroom.
I kept looking at the things hanging from the wall and she came out of the bathroom in only her bikini. Damn, why does she do this to me?. I mean I've seen her in bikini's before but she always has her wetsuit at least on the bottom part of her body. I didn't realize I was staring until she snapped her fingers in front of my face.
"Dude. You there?" she asked smirking. She knew it would work, she did it on purpose.
"Am, yeah, yeah. I was just wondering if you'll tell your mom about your dad" he asked.
She walked over to her closet with her back to me and I tried not to look. "I don't know. I think I won't. Maybe later" she said. She grabbed her wetsuit and turned around. She caught me staring again. She grinned and threw a shirt over my head.
"Stop checking me out you pervert! You have a girlfriend remember?" she asked and I laughed.
"Well you're not making it easy not to look dude" I said and we walked down the stairs, outside and into the beach.
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