Liam
How in heaven's name can anyone be this obstinate?
I grimaced with anger as I saw Sofia getting into the elevator with Justin. Was she nuts or what? And now I don't know where that asshole has taken her. Perfect.
"We need to find Sofia," I said to Sean urgently as soon as the dance was over. "I saw her walk away with Justin,"
"Then why didn't you stopped her ?" Kristen muttered. "That stupid girl,"
"I was going to but it was too late," I replied ginge
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I blinked and grumbled as something bright fell on my eyes. It made my head hurt like crazy and I groaned loudly before forcing myself to open my eyes. The bright light almost blinded me and I quickly covered my eyes with my hand and dragged myself into a sitting position. It felt better, so I removed my hand and stared around. Bright sunlight poured into my room and I could hear voices chattering downstairs. I rubbed my eyes and then concentrated on my surrounding. It was my room undoubtedly but there was something wrong. Was I missing something? I stared around and my eyes landed on a black dress lying haphazardly on the couch. That dress...it...it looks familiar. And then it hit me! Of course, I wore that to Liam's party last night!
"Your welcome!" Sean shouted as soon as I climbed down the stairs. He was sitting down on the dining table eating breakfast with utter delight. Anything that Kristen does always delights him. That was no surprise. I grinned at him and giggled as Liam rolled his eyes. Unlike Sean, he was sitting down on the couch reading the newspaper. For the first time, our gigantic apartment appeared tiny and it pleased me enormously. We looked like a small, happy family together. "We need to talk woman," Kris grumbled, giving me a deathly glare. Even though I can bet that she was extremely happy for me, that was not going to change anything. She wasn't going to ignore my stupidity last night without giving me an earful.
Liam's hand was warm and comfortable against mine and it reminded me of my happy place. The sentience of his touch, resonated deep inside me, leaving a warm, satisfied feeling in its wake, as we strolled through the luxurious cabin of his jet. The palatial place was divided into three lounges. At the entrance was the sleek kitchen, done in polished black laminates. Followed by the kitchen was the usual cabin area. The next part was the dining area, with comfortable chairs in black leather upholstery and a sleek L-shaped couch. The last was the bedroom, with a queen-size bed that can comfortably fit two people, with the same black and white themed duvet and bedsheets. There were two recliners as well on the wall and everything looked mighty comfortable and chic. "What do you think?" Liam asked as I sto
Liam Miracles happen. They do. Not just in movies but in reality as well. And I was fortunate enough to have a living miracle with me, beside me. Sleeping soundly at the moment, looking like an innocent child. I can watch her sleep forever and now that I am with herforeverhas finally started to make sense. It never had before, when Hannah had obsessed about the Twilight movies and the whole concept of immortality. It sounded lame and pathetic then. It makes sense now. I never had felt the compulsion or the u
Sofia His eyes said it all, and for once I believed them. The admiration, the awe, and his love formed a heady mixture in his deep eyes and for the first time in my life, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the universe. "I have never seen someone so beautiful in my life," Liam said, tracing my lips with his thumb. "You have no idea how hard it is to stay away from you," "Then don't," I whispered, looking up longingly at him. The desperation in my voice was palpable. I wanted him badly and I knew he want
The city twinkled and glistened in a brilliant aura of lights, a magic carpet embedded with jewels on my feet. I stood at an open view deck on the 72nd floor of The Shard, Europe's tallest building, the wind blowing my hair as I stared down at London. Four days were coming to an end. Tomorrow, we leave for New York. Back to the regularity after four beautiful days that I spend with Liam. It's throwing me away as to how much I love him. It's just weird. For how long have I even know him? Doesn't love need time? But then I guess, the whole concept of love was weird anyway. And ambiguous as well. "Feeling gloomy?" He whispered in my ears, wrapping his arms around me. "Not much," I answered, turning to face him. "I miss home and anyway as long as you're with me New York or London it doesn't matter,"
"You never dry yourself properly," Liam murmured. "This is one tempting sight though,"I narrowed my eyes at him ignoring the comment. I was wearing my bathrobe and nothing was tempting about it. He was just fooling around, trying to distract me.That ain't going to work..."What are you doing here?" I demanded, folding my arms across my chest. My eyes landed on Kris who stood on the threshold looking guilty."Traitor," I grumbled and she mouthed me a sorry before scooting back downstairs."So?" I demanded turning my attention back to Liam."I thought I was supposed to drop you home? Or you were supposed to at least inform me before you leave?"
"What are you doing there?" Liam demanded. I gulped with panic. This was not supposed to happen. What was Sandy doing? What do I say? What do I say now? "Umm, I...I had to get a file," I murmured. "And then...," "Then?" He inquired, walking inside. I had no way of knowing whether he did catch me or not. Should I tell the truth or go on with a lie? Are you nuts? Lie...you idiot! "Then I tripped over something and my head hit here," I pointed to the open drawer. "And this popped open out of nowhere. Like magic," I tried my very best to look innocent. "Oh," Liam laughed and I sagged down with relief. "It's not magic. It's equipped with