A few hours later I woke up still wrapped in his arms. He kissed the top of my head and I sighed.
"How did you sleep?"
"You didn't?" I asked looking up at him
He shook his head "You needed it more than I did"
I smiled giving him a kiss. "What time is it?"
"Time to get up, gotta be at the bar if we're gonna watch the game"
I just laughed and we both sat up. Liam wrapped his arms around me pulling me back against his chest and kissed my neck, his hands sliding up and down my stomach and chest.
"You're beautiful," he whispered "Always have been, always will be"
I sighed leaning back into his shoulder. "I love you"
"I love you too"
I sat forward and picked up both of our jerseys. I handed Liam his before I pulled mine and stood up.
I squeaked with surprise when he pulled me back into his lap.
"I think y'should just strut 'round the flat naked"
I laughed shaking my head. "Forget it"
"What if I said please?"
I shook my head with a smile. "No"
"Aw babe, c'mon, it's our flat; that's what you're supposed t'do"
"Well, then you can walk around our flat naked"
I got up again and he followed right behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist and he kissed my neck.
I tried walking and he just followed behind me practically stepping on my heels."Liam" I laughed trying to walk. I stopped when he bit my neck and kissed my face.
"Tell me you're beautiful first"
I scoffed "Liam"
"Tell me"
"No"
"Lyla..."
I shook my head and tried to walk, but I couldn't move. "Liam!"
I gasped in shock when he swept my feet out from under me and in his arms and kissed me repeatedly.
"Put me down" I laughed trying to push him away
He carried me down the hall to our room. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, don't forget that"
I blushed and he set me back on my feet and he kissed me gently.
"Put some pants on or they won't let y'in the bar" I turned around to find my jeans and he slapped my butt. "They should though, should be against the law t'cover up somethin' that gorgeous"
I laughed a little pulling on my jeans with a great deal of difficulty. Liam laughed watching me with amusement.
"Havin' some trouble?"
"It's your fault" I muttered sucking in my gut to get my jeans closed. "If it weren't for you I'd have my gorgeous figure still"
"I don't think it's completely my doing"
Nope, might be partly Noel's doing too.
I smiled zipping my jeans closed. "I really need to go clothes shopping"
"Y'can go in Sweden"
"I'm not going to Sweden babe; I have to get back to work"
His face fell and he looked at me so sad it broke my heart. "Do y'have to?"
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The Girl In The Dirty Shirt
FanfictionLyla Thomas is an unstable young woman who moves from Canada to Manchester to outrun her problems. She meets an unexpected, unlikely knight in shining armour.