Taylor's POV
I see Liam leaning against the wall facing the bathroom that I was in, with his hands in his pockets while staring down at his feet looking like he was thinking about something without noticing my presence.
That was when I took my time to eye him closely on the clothing he had decided to wear today for the dinner & gala. He wore a black suit which made him look fit, with a sharp look. It seemed like he had help while choosing the suit.
I feel nervous as if there were butterflies in my stomach when I felt myself becoming the old me who was in love with the guy in front of me. I realize that I was staring at him for quite some time that he, himself was still looking down, still unaware of my presence.
