Midnight Summer

Twelve

It seems like the flat is a distance away from the small town. We manage to find a clothing store for me to finally get clothes of mine. What is more surprising is that no person recognizes him. If so, they don't attempt to jump at him.

Okay maybe that is partly a lie because Liam is dressed in this all dark outfit with a cap, sunglasses, and a scarf round his neck despite how warm outside is. It makes sense why people are not jumping him. He looks more of a weirdo than the fantasy celebrity everyone adores.

Liam helps me pick as many clothes as possible even when I complained that I didn't have that much money. When I asked him if we could at least leave some, we ended up with fifteen full bags consisting of things I didn't even wish to buy but he wanted.

After the eventful shopping, I don't feel like leaving as yet. I want to tour around the town a bit before we go back to the house. Liam looks amused with the idea and we don't waste time walking around. We stop at an antique store I can't get enough of due to the precious pieces they have. Liam  buys a dream catcher for God knows what.

We stop at two other jewelry shops and then we hit the market. We buy groceries as promised and continue around stopping. While we pass by the street, the guy playing by the street stops us.

"Do you mind? I can play for you a tune on my guitar for a dollar." he smiles. I look over at Liam who nods his head. The guy smiles before he begins pulling on the strings. As soon as he opens his mouth, I roll my eyes.

Without you by Liam Clarke.

I catch Liam's amused grin as he hums to his own lyrics leaning into me.

"I wrote that song for you." he whispers. I fight back the smile that threatens to erupt on my lips.
"Why am I not surprised? You are obsessed." I tease.
"Tell me about it." he grins taking my hand in his pulling me to dance with him.

Wait, did he just admit that he is obsessed. As if I am not myself.
"Liam, I can't. People are looking at us." I whisper yell at him.
"I don't care." he smiles. I bite down on my lip anxiously. He is now moving to the music pulling me along.

"Liam,"

He is not having it so I have no other choice but dance with him.
"You are so dead after this." I whisper at him. He grins singing the lyrics to me.

I wish she knows how she melts my heart.
You came into my life now I can't get enough.
Maybe it is something about your eyes,
Or how you make me feel complete.
Coz baby I know,

That I am so lost without you.

I can't help but grin and stare into his eyes as the entire lyrics set into my heart. I feel the heaviness in my heart and damn, that feeling.

I love...

The words in my head almost escape from my mouth. I can't believe how someone can ever be so in love with someone else. All of this overwhelms me and I become confused.

Baby come my way,
I need you here with me.
Perhaps a little while or forever.
I don't like the way I am feeling.

Baby it hurts...

I can't take it anymore, I lean in kissing him. I feel everything in that kiss, love, lust but above all I feel home and nothing beats the feeling of home.

I don't know how long we kiss but by the time we pull away, the song is done and people are applauding. I bite my lips nervously now that I realise the crowd we have attracted.

"That was incredible." Liam whispers against my lips. I peck his lips one last time before we look back to the singer who has this grin of amusement.

"I have been told my singing makes people fall in love more." he boasts.
"I wouldn't disagree." Liam winks at me. I blush furiously. He puts a hundred dollar bill in his hat before we walk away.

Liam leads us back to his car. I have this smile on my face the whole time like a smitten teenager that isn't faltering. Igniting the engine to life, he sets us back on the road to the house.

"What do you want to do tonight?" Liam asks abruptly. I frown.
"I don't know. Do you have something in mind?"
"I was hoping we could have our official first date. That is if you don't mind." he adds quickly.

I grin wider. What has taken him so long? The butterflies that erupt in my stomach at his suggestion would make me sick. Not trusting myself to speak, I nod. Liam stares at me.

"I need to hear you say it Emma." he says.
"I would love to go on a first date with you."

"Perfect."

He takes my hand in his, the other on the steering as he continues to stare at me dreamy.

By the time we reach home, all I can think of is what am I supposed to wear. It is our first date and I want to make an impression. I might not be as beautiful as the models he meets but I want to make a lasting impression none of them could ever beat.

When I reach inside my room, I find a large present box on my bed. I step closer taking the card from it.

For Emma

It reads. I slowly open the ribbons before I open it. Freaking Liam.

"Do you like it?"

I jump startled at his intrusion. He planned all this.
"You did this." I say. He smiles nervously.
"How long have you planned this?" I ask curiously and anxiously.

"Since I saw you at my dressing room door." he replies cooly. Oh God, my heart. When Liam keeps doing things like this, I drown deeper into these emotions with him. He knows it.

I look back at the beautiful red dress in the box alongside a pair of expensive jewelry and stilettos. They are amazing, they are things I would never afford on my own. I like them but I also don't want him to spend so much on me.

"Li..."

"Emma, I know." He reaches down to cup my face in his hands.
"I want to spoil you though. I don't really care, I could do it for the rest if my life if I have to. I just want to see you happy." Liam murmurs.

"So please, wear it for me tonight. I will be waiting to see my queen." Liam kisses my forehead before he exits that door rendering me speechless.

What the actual hell!