The Boy Who Sneaks Through My Bedroom Window

Part 22

I giggled and pulled away. "Wow, what are you some kind of creepy hair smelling guy?" I joked, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the couch and pushing him down.


He laughed and gripped my waist, and pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him. "I missed you so much today. I hated seeing you and not being able to touch you. Also, what the hell was that at lunchtime? Do you enjoy teasing the crap out of me?" he asked, frowning.


I ran my hands through his silky brown hair and giggled guiltily. "I have to set the scene for my victory. I can't just rock up to Jessica and be all like 'yeah, I won the bet', can I?" I asked innocently.

He shook his head, still frowning. "But that was over the top. I mean, do you know how hard that was for me not to jump you?" he joked.

I nodded and bit my lip so I didn't laugh. "Oh yeah, I could tell that was hard for you," I teased, raising my eyebrows knowingly, making him chuckle.


"Mmm, whatever. Where did you go anyway? I was hoping to spend some time with you tonight." He pulled me closer to him and kissed down my neck, making me bite into my lip as my skin broke out in goosebumps.


I pulled away and stood up, walking over to my school bag to get the brown bag from the clinic. I sat back on his lap and held the bag out for him to take. He looked at me, confused, and then looked in the bag. His face turned from confusion, to understanding, to happiness, to being annoyed. Wait, annoyed? Why on earth would he be annoyed with me?

"You went to do this on your own?" he asked, frowning at me angrily.


I shook my head, a little confused by his reaction. "I didn't go on my own, Kate came with me," I amended, wrapping my arms around his neck again.


"Why didn't you tell me? I would've come with you," he said, pulling me closer to him, the annoyed expression still on his face.


"Liam, I just thought that, you know... it's not really a place where you take your boyfriend. I wanted to go on the pill; Kate offered to come with me." I shrugged; I didn't really see why he was so angry about it.

"Angel, I love you, I would've come with you. I wish you would've told me," he said, looking at me sadly.


"What difference does it make? I didn't think you'd want to go," I muttered, confused. Why the heck is he being all hurt and annoyed? I just went on the pill so I could have sex with him! Shouldn't he be happy about that fact?


"You didn't think that I'd want to go? Angel, this is about me too, I want us to do things together. We're a couple, a team. I feel a little hurt that you'd think I wouldn't want to go," he explained, kissing my forehead.


"Liam, I'm sorry, honestly. I didn't really think about it like that. I just thought that most guys wouldn't be interested. I thought you'd be pleased that I took some initiative," I said, looking at him apologetically, begging him with my eyes to understand that I didn't mean to hurt him.


"I am pleased that you took the initiative, but I'm not most guys. I love you. Most guys aren't in love with their girlfriends like I am. This was a big thing for you to do, and I should have been there for you," he explained, kissing me tenderly.


I took in a deep breath feeling guilt settle in the pit of my stomach. I didn't think about it like that. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you or ask you to come with me. I have to go back in three months for a check-up, want to come with me then?" I asked, smiling and putting my forehead to his.

He laughed. "Nah, it's not really my thing," he teased, turning his nose up and shrugging.


I laughed and slapped him playfully on the shoulder. "Asshole," I muttered jokingly, making him laugh harder. I pushed him down onto the sofa and laid on top of him, kissing him. By the time I pulled away, we were both breathing heavy. He was staring at me lustfully and I could feel he was aroused already. "Liam, just because I'm going on the pill, doesn't mean that I'm ready for anything more. You know that, right?" I asked, grimacing, hoping I hadn't got his hopes up and now he was going to be expecting sex.


He smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Angel, I know that. It's fine. We'll go as slow as you want. As long as I still get to do this." He pulled my face back down to his again. I smiled against his lips and felt happier than I had been in years, he was just too sweet. I just prayed I would be ready soon, before he got bored or desperate and went chasing after that skank Jessica.