Adopted By One Direction

Chapter 12 Let Angie Love Herself

[AN: Oh my gosh…this chapter…oh my gosh is it going to be fun to write…

[ANNABELLE’S POV]

He kissed me.

He kissed me on the lips.

And I kissed him back.

Then he pulled away and ran.

Fuck. 

Eleanor had convinced me to come back home despite my nervousness when it came to Liam. I had thought he had gone home when I didn’t find him in my living room. Then I had dragged myself into my bedroom to find him fast asleep on my bed. He had never been in there, and suddenly there he was?  I had set down my purse and walked up to where he lay on the bed. My movement must have awoken him. I had just asked why he was waiting for me, and then he kissed me.

And when we pulled apart he ran.

“Fuck this shit all to hell!” I screamed kicking my nightstand. “Ow! Ow! Ow! Note to self, my foot can’t knock through wood.” I gripped my foot sitting down on the bed and easing off my shoe. “Great job Anna. What were you thinking?” I heard laughter near the doorway.

“It’s so cute when you talk to yourself,” Liam said smiling from the door to my bedroom. “Is your foot okay?” I lost all power of speech as he sat next to me and eased my foot into his lap. His hands rubbed my toes as the tingles spread from my feet up my body. “Anna? Does your foot feel better?”

“J-just fine,” I managed to stammer out jerking my foot back and swinging my legs as I sat on my bed. I stared at my toes unable to come up with something more to say.

“I’m sorry I ran off,” he said into the silence. “I just couldn’t believe what happened.” So he did regret it. I sighed softly and stood. I wasn’t going to be his punching bag any longer. I wouldn’t subject my heart to this any longer.

“It’s okay,” I mumbled. “You don’t have to apologize to me. You weren’t really awake. It’s fine. I’m going to go make some dinner.” I started to rush off only to have him catch my wrist in his hand.

“I didn’t come here to apologize,” Liam said. “At least not for kissing you.” Great. He plays with my heart and doesn’t even care enough to apologize.

“Liam, really—“

“I’m sorry for running away when I should have told you I feel the same way you feel about me.” I froze. He what? “I read your journal Anna. I know that you like me. I like you too and—“

“YOU READ MY JOURNAL?!?!” He froze as I glared at him. I looked over to the nightstand where my journal was indeed flipped open. How many pages had he read? Did he know everything about me? My secrets were in there. My past was in there.

“I—I didn’t meant to. I sat on it, and I just peeked—and—I promise to never read it again—“

“Again?!? You already read it once. You can’t take it back Liam!”

“I know that, but how else was I supposed to know what you were thinking? You sure as hell never told me!” Point to Liam. I hadn’t told him the truth of my feelings.

“Maybe I didn’t tell you, but neither did you.”

“You’re right. I should have told you how I felt. But I was afraid you would just laugh at me. Tell me that I’m wrong for ever being interested in you. I just waited every day for you to find someone better than me. It’s only a matter of time before you realize that you can do better than me. So I settled for you being my best friend because at least then you would always be by my side.” I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself. In that moment he was too perfect for words so I did the only thing I could think of.