Why do I hate him? Oh... That's why.

21- That's why I hate you, you and you're games

OMG wow i made it finally, i have finished my first story on wattpad. so yeah this is the last chapter before the epoligue, and it answer )hopefully) all your questions that you have asked or any event that you have wanted. so ill let you read and i hope this chapter is long since it took me 8 or so hours to finish it and make it perfect. and its 12:15am and i have school in like 8 hours :/

ENJOY and i know you will :)

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Scarlett>>

Once we dropped everyone one off I couldn’t help but think where me and Liam were heading.

What’s stopping him? There has to be something right?

We stopped in front of Liam’s house.

“Scar go get your stuff I’ll wait for you.”

I nodded my head and followed Liam into the house. My stomach started to do flips. Why am I acting like this?

One we got inside I went straight up to my room and packed the things I needed for the dance.

I heard a car pull up, I ran to my window and saw it was Liam’s dad.

A smile came onto my face.

I walked over to Liam’s door and knocked on it, why was he being so distant?

I turned the handle to see it was unlocked. I twisted it and let myself in. Liam’s clothes were everywhere but he wasn’t any were too been seen.

I heard shuffling from his closet. So that where I headed.

But I wish I didn’t.

I walked in the closet to come in contact with a wall? No. Liam? Maybe. Liam’s chest? Why yes indeed.

I stared at it while thinking how good it would taste with chocolate smothered over him.

Yum...

A smile came on my face but my cheeks started to blush for a reason unknown.

I lifted my head up to see Liam was laughing.

“You really need to learn to keep your thought to yourself Scar. But I’d love for you to lick chocolate of me sometime.”

My cheeks seemed to get hotter and hotter.

“Maybe I should take you advice, I could get myself in trouble.”

I looked him in the eyes, they showed the emotion that I had ignored for months, well years since his been in love with me so long.

“Liam. Why didn’t you tell me that you loved me in the first place?”

He leaned in closer making our foreheads touch.

“Because I was scared that you wouldn’t feel the same, so I tried everything to make a hint, or even make you like me, and it sort of worked in the end. I just don’t want you to think of me any differently.”

“You’re scared? How did you think I felt when you said that you were trying to convince the girl that you love to love you back? I was jealous as hell because I wanted it to be me, then when I told you I had a crush, I was hoping you would get the hint that it was you.”

“I know I’m sorry, forgive me?”

“I know your sorry, you won’t stop saying it.”

I gave him a smile and he returned it.

“God I love your smile, it’s so sweet”

That just made my smile wider. I put my arms around his neck and brushed my lips against his.