I pulled back and looked at him, he pushed my hair back and kissed my yellowing bruise on my cheek; I sighed looking up at him.
"We need to go to therapy"
He looked at me with a frown. "Why?"
I blinked looking at him with a frown "Are you kidding?" I whispered "We want this to work, right?"
"Do we?" He asked
"Liam..."
"Yes" he nodded "We do"
"Then we need to go to therapy" I paused "Will you go?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"Liam!" I sighed exasperated
He laughed a little "Yes, I'll go"
"I'm so glad this is funny to you" I glared at him.
He shook his head "It's not, you're just adorable when you get all worked up"
"Liam!" I shrieked "I'm serious!"
"You call and we'll go"
"Promise?"
"I promise" he nodded "It'll have to be after I get back from the States"
"When is that?"
"I'll be home on the 17th"
"That's over a week from now!"
"So?"
So, Liam if we're going to do this we need to do it soon!" I yelled "You piss off on the tour all the time, I think this warrants fucking off"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes, Liam!"
He laughed again "Alright, alright, don't yell!"
He pulled me against him hugging me hard.
I groaned against his chest and tried hard not to laugh."Liam!"
He let me go and walked out into the kitchen picking up the phone.
I followed behind him but kept quiet; I busied myself with cleaning up the kitchen, listening to him talk to Noel."...because I ain't goin', I got more important things t'do"
That alone was going to send Noel off; something more important than his precious band, there was no such thing!
I could hear Noel practically screaming at him on the other end."I ain't goin' I'll be there when I get there"
He slammed the phone down and turned around to look at me.
Almost immediately after he hung up it rang again; he just lifted it and hung it back up without a word.
**
I called the therapist I used when I first got to Manchester to...cope with some things. I knew she did couples counselling too.I hung up the phone as Liam came out of the bathroom from his shower. "We have an appointment the day after tomorrow!"
"That soon?" He asked as I walked up the hallway
"Too soon?" I asked sitting on the bed
"Nah, I was just hopin' for a few more days off"
"Sorry sweetie, Doctor Balay is very efficient"
"He better be for that price" he muttered
"She" I corrected
"Huh?"
"Doctor Kayla Balay is a woman"
He hummed "Oh"

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The Girl In The Dirty Shirt Liam Version
FanfictionLyla finally decided on which Gallagher she wanted to be with...but that doesn't mean it's going to make her life any easier.