"The more I know about you, the more I love you"

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Fallon and Liam arrive at La Mirage, where they would meet up with Sam, who wanted to talk to them.

"Oh hey", Sam says, "you guys take a seat, I'm coming." and they do what he told them to. 

"What do you think, what he wanted to talk with us about?", Liam asks Fallon, who sits next to her. "No idea", she responds and Sam joins them. Sam puts a smile on and asks right away: "What is going on with you guys? You were looking so messed up the last time you were here and Fallon, we didn't talk for a while... Well, you don't talk anyways, I always keep narrating and you never listen, but that's not the point... I didn't even get the chance to chat with you guys. What's going on?" "Nothing", both Fallon and Liam say. But their faces make it obvious for Sam that something is going on. He sighs and says: "Guys, just tell me. I wouldn't leave you alone anyways, you know that." "Fine", Fallon obeys unwillingly. She explains him the whole story.

"Wow", Sam says speechlessly, "that's... a lot, I guess?" "So what are you going to do?" "I agreed to that meeting. Liam and I are going there, I will still reject him and he will leave us alone... hopefully", Fallon explains giving Liam a hopeful look. "Good luck with that then", Sam says. After some time the couple leaves.


7pm Fallon's and Liam's bedroom

Liam and Fallon take a seat on the edge of their bed and both look down. Liam looks at Fallon. He sees her sadness and desperation. But there is one thing he has always thought about...


Liam's POV

"Fallon... I wanted to ask you something", I start and looks at me. She tries to hide her tears, but I can see them. She's probably thinking about what would happen if her plan doesn't go well. "You know when you described what kind of person you were? I'd like to know more about your old self..." She just glares at me for a while and then starts speaking: "I was that one girl everybody feared. No one dared to speak to me. I frightened everbody. They were all scared... Except of Beck. He... wasn't. From the very beginning. I never understood that. One time when we broke up that girl he cheated on me with and some other dude paid a guy to ask my out", she says and lets out a little sarcastic laugh, "just so it is easier for Beck to date another girl. I was the most jealous human existing, but I had my reasons. I had lost so much in my life at that time, I couldn't let him leave me too. And what did he do? He always let everbody flirt with him. And then I was always the one overreacting... Never mind you probably don't even care about all this...", she stops speaking and looks down again. I take her and and say: "Of course I do. I care about everything that's about you... and... this probably sound stupid, but I'd love to see old pictures from you. I just can't imagine you scaring everyone off, you know? I mean yes, you still can, but... I think not in the way you did before." I feel so bad for her. He probably made her jealous on purpose. "Yeah, I do... on my old phone... You really wanna see them?", she asks and I nod. 

Fallon stands up and walks to her nightstand. She opens the drawer and pulls out an old phone. PearPhone! It has been such a long time since I saw those the last time. I laugh and say: "Oh my god a PearPhone! Those were iconic!" She giggles at my comment and sits down next to me again. She has the cutest giggle in the world. Every little sign of her happiness makes my heart beat faster. I don't want anything but her happiness. She deserves it more than anybody. "Let me turn it on... Hopefully it won't take too long", she mutters. 

Some minutes later it's on.


Fallon's POV

I don't want to show him... I'm so ashamed of my old self... What if he hates me after he sees those pics? But if I deny it he will beg me for hours and I can't take that now. I click on photos and a bunch of pictures show up. Shit, no Fallon no crying. Not now. My eyes are filled with tears. Breatheeeee. Ugh, better. I click on one of the pictures and before I can say anything, he takes my old phone and looks at them. I put my head on his shoulder and watch him looking at my old photos.

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