Confessions, Confessions, Confessions
As much as she wanted him, she wouldn't give in.
After just a couple more hot kisses and he was so close to finishing in his jeans just because of her hand, she pulled away from him and he sighed and said "You're kidding, right? C'mon, Beth.."
She smiled, pleased that she'd made him this desperate, and she said "learn something about me. Something real. Then we'll do more."
She tried to walk away, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her off the dance floor and over to the couch they'd sat at before.
She was confused.. but he looked her right in the eyes..
and said "You think I know nothing about you, right?"
She didn't respond.. In her mind, she thought 'of course I think that! I haven't told you anything'
and he seemed to read her thoughts..
"The first time I saw you here, I was so amazed by your carefree attitude and the way you dance like no one else is around.. I started making Zayn come here with me, just so I could see you again.. and then, you looked past Vanessa and locked eyes with me. You noticed me.. But I knew you weren't the type to just go out handing yourself to guys or even talking to them. I knew you were the kind of girl that is just here to have fun. here for the music. Here for your friends."
She went a little wide eyed.. and he continued "You were wearing a green long sleeve crop top the night we locked eyes."
She knew he was right..
"The night you bumped into me, you were wearing a loose dress and heels. Your hair was up. You were dancing and that was also the first night I heard your voice." He told her as his grip tightened on her hand
"Next time I saw you, and the first time we danced together, you wore jean shorts and a crop top and sneakers. And ya know what else? lip gloss. Clear. It made your lips shine with the lights.. and that's the first time you called me 'Lover Boy'."
She smiled a little, recalling the memory..
and the last thing he said was "don't think I don't know anything about you, Beth..."
"But you really don't" She says quietly
"I know you don't like the way men stereotypically treat women in clubs, which is why you always come for the party and the music and friends.. not for others. You slam your shots and get on the dance floor immediately. You love Vanessa and want to protect her and you tell her everything, I bet. oh, and you're shy but wanna hide it"
"How'd you learn my name, Liam?" She asked suddenly
"I asked around until i found someone that knew you"
"Why?" She asked again
"Because every time I see you, all I wanna do is kiss you again" He tells her as he lets her hand go and runs his fingertips up her arm then to her chin.
She doesn't move away.
He leans forwards.
She does too
and their lips touch softly.. then it turns rough and lustful and fun in a matter of seconds..
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Bitter Sweet ~Liam Payne
FanfictionA story of love. Loss. Pain. Happiness. Regret. and Mistakes.