Childhood Friendship

1.1 - Felt Warm

~~~Emma's POV~~~

I and Liam have known each other for 7 years now, reason being that my brother Caden and his brother Noah started to hangout with each other and have been best friends ever since. Liam is three years older than me. We were just friends for first few years and used to talk only about school related things as we both used to be badge holders.

But on the 4th year we started to interact more than usual because my mom started forcing me to go with Caden to Liam and Noah's house. Soon, there was a time when I was telling Liam each and everything that had been happening in my life. I made out with a guy for the first time and I discussed it with Liam.

I was in a relationship with a guy and informed Liam about it. He always made me feel comfortable by keeping my secrets, he always made me feel respected by not judging me, he always made me feel like a five year old child by scolding me for doing things that were inappropriate like my father would, he always took care of me like I was his blood related sister.

When I broke up, I was devastated as the guy dumped me for someone when I actually thought we were forever. Liam was the only person who lend me an ear and a shoulder to cry on. He used to stay with me till 2am in the morning and hug me without saying anything while I used to crying.

After a few days I thought of not bother him and started to discuss what I feel with my parents. But soon my own parents gave up and called him. But Liam never gave up on me. He was giving me all the love I've been missing because of my break up. Even after him being around me, I felt lonely.

I was not understanding that he was always by my side when I needed somebody, when my own family was not with me. After two weeks I was in a state where my mind wanted to stop crying but my heart could not recover completely.

One night, I was crying again and said "Liam please help me, I don't want to cry anymore. But my heart still hurts." Liam pulled my body away from his and held me by my shoulders, making me face him. I clenched onto his shirt area that covered his torso region.

I was crying, could not open eyes and was facing his feet. "Look at me, Emma." he said. These words made me cry even harder for some reason. My knees got so weak that I could have fallen down, but a pair of strong hands were holding me tightly, without hurting me. Liam then held my waist with his left hand and lifted my chin with right, making me look into his black eyes.

We looked at each other for a few seconds and then he spoke "Oh no! Who are you? Where are my Emma's pretty eyes?". I said "A bastard took them away and Emma is left with these". He came closer to me and said "My Emma is a free soul. How can a guy trap her when Emma's own parents could not?" I looked at him as if I realized something and hugged him tightly.

His right hand then kept stroking the back of my head. He was still hugging. And eventhough the temperature was 14°C and cool air of the night was hitting our bodies as we were sitting in my balcony, I felt very cozy. I felt warm.