Chapter 13:
Liam was standing at my doorstep, roses in hand and that beautiful smile on his face. I ran into his arms and hugged him as tightly as I could. His body pressed against mine, warm and familiar and the scent of his cologne intoxicated my nose, bringing back all the memories. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed the top of my head.
"Would you like to go out with me tonight?" he mumbled into my hair.
I looked into his eyes, "Yes." I whispered.
My mom was shocked, knowing absolutely nothing about my boyfriend, but I didn't want to waste time explaining, so I left and promised to tell her everything later.
"You're parents don't know about me?" he asked as we walked, with a bit of sadness in his voice.
I smiled at him, "It has nothing to do with me not wanting them to know about you, it's just that… I've never dated any decent guys before, and I didn't want them to judge you. I'm sorry Liam."
He stopped mid stride, looked my in the eye, put his hands on my cheeks, and said, "There's no need to apologize, love. You haven't done a single thing wrong."
And then we kissed. At first slow and passionate, savoring every second but the kiss grew and soon we were both breathing heavily. Finally, I broke it off, needing a breath, and rested my head against his chest. We were in a nearby park, which eerily reminded me of the night before I left. But this was the exact opposite, it was sunny and warm, and there were no tears.
"I missed you." I stated.
Liam wrapped his arms around me, "I missed you more babe," he paused for a second, "How have things been."
"Fine." It was my instant response.
Liam knew me too well, "How has it really been?"
"Awful." I tried to keep my voice steady as I continued, "I'm so alone Liam. I hate it here. I've left my friends and I spend all my time by myself."
"I'm sorry, babe. I know how hard that must be for you."
"What happened to me Liam?" I asked sadly. I'd wanted to ask this question for months. What had changed so drastically? How had I gone from party-girl, to a friendless loser?
"You changed, and in my opinion, for the better."
"How? I have no one." My voice was bitter.
Liam squeezed my tightly, "You have me."
Liam and I walked hand in hand through the park, and stopped at a small ice cream parlor. I ordered my favourite ice cream, S'more, and Liam ordered chocolate.
"Your taste in ice cream is incredibly boring Mr. Payne." I informed him.
"Oh is it now?" he questioned, jokingly.
"Yes, yes it is. And how do you plan on eating ice cream without a spoon?"
Liam raised an eyebrow, walked over to the cashier and asked for something and sat back down. He looked at me, holding a fork, and then began to eat his ice cream… with the fork.
I started laughing, and once I had started, I couldn't stop, "Oh my god! Liam, you're so weird!"
"Me? You're eating S'more ice cream!"
"You're afraid of spoons!" I retorted.
We laughed the entire night, and when the time came to go home, I made Liam sleep. I introduced him to my mom and dad, who were happy this boyfriend didn't smell of weed and beer. We cuddled in my bed, whispering to each other. I was in complete bliss for the first time in months, until I got a text…
There r pictures of you all over fb… It was from Lexi.
I quickly opened my laptop and checked my facebook, and sure enough, someone had taken the liberty to take picture of Liam and I kissing and post them on facebook. My perfect night was gone.