Liam
I watched with pleasure as Sofia's face turned red with embarrassment. She finds it so hard to believe that I love her. That she doesn't deserve me. There was no earthly reason why she shouldn't deserve me or someone better. I daresay she will be a dream come true for any deserving man.
Am I deserving?
I was hiding a terrible truth from her. That her life was now in danger because she fell in love with a selfish guy like me who can think of nothing but his happiness was not something I dare to admit. I just can't let her go. And Neil knows how to make the best out of that. The parcel that arrived the day
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Sofia His lips touched mine softly and my eyes shot open. I stared at his handsome face, a big smile on his beautiful lips. Wow...what a sight. "Good morning beautiful, " He grinned brightly at me. "Good morning, " I smiled, sitting up. "Ouch," "Easy, " Liam laughed, making me turn scarlet. "Did you sleep well?" "Very well, " I nodded my head. "You're up early, "
"Well, what is it?" I demanded impatiently. "Go on," "It's Hannah," Liam answered, his jaw tight. "She was in an accident," "What?" I gasped. "How, when? Is she alright?" "She's fine," Liam muttered. "Sean's with her. I am driving there now. You want to come?" "Of course, I want to come," I frowned at him. What kind of question was that? "Don't you want me to?" "Why wouldn't I?" He asked and I shrugged, keeping my mouth shut. This was not the time to provoke him. "Well, then I am coming," I answered. "How did this happen?" "I know nothing as of yet," He replied stoically. He was visible very disturb
Liam "So are you sure Jackson that Niel has nothing to do with what happened to Hannah?" I demanded, distractedly staring at my Mac while trying to eat as well. "Yes sir," Jackson said. "We are keeping tabs on him and there's no movement," "Okay, keep me updated," I grumbled and cut the call. I sighed. This constant fear of something happening to my best friends or Sofia was driving me crazy. The people I love the most were threatened by no one but my own brother, another person who meant the world to me. Can it get any worse?
"Do we really have to do this on a Sunday morning?" I groaned as I followed Sofia dutifully, wheeling the trolly.Things were finally returning to normal two months after that stupid paparazzi drama. Everybody knows that I am dating her but there hasn't been any stupid news after that one. Yes, a few pictures here and there but nothing too absurd. Sofia seemed fine with that and as long as she was alright so was I."We don't have any groceries at home. I can't put off shopping anymore," She answered, putting two bottles of olive oil in the cart."Kristen could have done this," I muttered. Never in my wildest have I ever imagined myself in a grocery store dragging around a shopping cart."She could have but I
"Liam," I felt a firm hand on my shoulder and I looked up, quickly wiping away the tears. Kristen looked down at me, her expressions mirroring mine. She was trying very hard not to cry but it was anything but convincing. "Kristen," I murmured, standing up and to my utter surprise, she enveloped me in a tight hug. "She will be alright," She muttered, trying to convince herself more than me as she rubbed my back. "Yes, she will," I said wryly and reluctantly wrapped my arms around her. This was surprising. "Alright, here we go," Sean announced appearing out of nowhere with two styrofoam cups. "There's nothing coffee can't sort," The best thing
Sofia Everything was bright. Too bright. Nothing was clear. I struggled, trying hard to bring things into my perspective but it was doing nothing but hurting. "Sofia!" The voice was familiar. Crystal clear in the haze, trying to show me the right path. "Sofia?"And then I saw him. Dark eyes squinting at me, forehead wrinkled with concern. "Sofia," He was calling. "Can you hear me?" "W...water," I groaned. My throat was dry as hay. It felt as if someone has left me to die in a bloody desert. The feeling inside me was of utmost discomfort at the moment.
"Sofia, you're still not fit to move around like that," Kristen cried, moving around behind me. "If I don't, I will go crazy," I replied, furiously brushing my hair. It hurt a bit but I don't care. I was so pissed that nothing was making any sense to me. Ever since I came home a week ago, Liam hasn't called, texted, or visited even once. He wouldn't pick up my calls and he wouldn't reply to my texts. Sean has only one reply, 'He is busy...' Exactly how busy can a person be to not pick up his calls or just send a text? How long does it take to text someone? By Sunday, I had gone crazy with anxiety and the strange feeling of doom. When I woke today, I couldn't be
When I open my eyes it was bright. Too bright and I squinted hard to get my focus back. As the vision becomes clear I saw him. He looked at me wearing the smile that he kept reserved for me. The not too broad yet alluring smile. His deep eyes searched mine and I smiled back at him. "Bad dream?" He asked softly and I nodded my head. "I dreamt that you left me," I whispered. "I will never leave you," He smiled but as I stared at him he began to slowly drift away, slowly becoming translucent. "Liam!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "Liam!" "Take care, Sofia," He smiled again and now he was like a mist, floating away from me. I felt panic hitting me full force and I couldn't breathe. I reached out to hold his hands but a searing pain jolted through my body making me double over. "Stop!" I groaned. "Stop!" But he was too far away. I can't even see him