Reveal Yourself To Me

Chapter 40♡

Nora's Pov

I finished my simple makeup with the right amount of coconut lip balm to moisture my lips and I rubbed my lips together to spread them evenly.

I analyzed how I looked in the mirror and I felt...pretty. I can feel hot or cute, maybe beautiful but it's rare for me to feel pretty.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the front door open and close.

Finally, he's back.

I exited the bathroom and there he was, standing in the doorway with his mighty glory, blessing my eyes for the millionth time today.

The guy will never fail to amaze me with his everything.

I marched up to him, literally, and wrapped my arms around him. He was gone no more than 30 minutes and I feel like I haven't seen him in months.

Was this a test for my obsession with Liam? Maybe. Did I pass? Yes because I missed him like crazy and I had no idea where he ran off to so it made me a little worried.

"Babe, you'll ruin your makeup," He said, tapping my chin and tipping my face upwards carefully not to smudge my makeup on his shirt.

I love what I did to my face but at this very moment, I couldn't give a shit about it. "Where'd you go?" I asked, pouting my lips and tightening my hold on his sides.

Liam leaned forward and placed a light kiss on my lips then grinned boyishly. "I went to get a dress that I want you to wear tonight," He poked my nose and walked away from my grasp, into my room.

Liam got me a dress? Odd and weirdly random.

"What do you mean you got me a d-", Before I can finish my sentence, he shoved a squared black box into my face and looked at me with reddened cheeks.

I stood there dumbfounded until I realized he was lowering the box.

"Wait, give it to me," I took the box from his hands and he moved out of the way for me to reveal the dress on the bed.

I was still suspicious about it since Liam isn't the type to buy me dresses. He knows I only wear a dress when we're going out on dates...

Perhaps, he's taking me on another surprise date? That has got to be it.

I took a second to calm my thoughts and reassure myself that I wasn't going to act all crazy and attack Liam.

I breathed out and loosened the red ribbon on the box. "Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it," I repeated in my head and I bit on my bottom lip as a method to refrain myself.

I yanked the top cover off and a gasp fell out my lips. He got it. He got the dress.

I'm going to be a Gothic princess.

"You didn't," I stared at the dress and I could feel my heart preparing itself to jump out of my fucking chest.

Oh, that rhymed.

1 point goes to Nora.

"You wanted to wear it for your birthday so I got it," I felt Liam behind me and soon his arms were wrapped around my stomach and his chin rested on my shoulder.

"Happy birthday, pretty girl," He kissed me on the cheek and pulled my body closer to his. It's my birthday?

"It's my birthday?" I asked, still staring at the dress. I can't believe he got it.

I've been babbling about it before we got together and he remembered my silly wishes ever since I was a teenager?

He is so head over heels for me.

"Yes it is, go check the date," Liam stepped back and I snatched my phone from the table and then turned it on.

Holy fuck, it really is my birthday.

My eyes widened and I turned to Liam. "Why didn't you tell me?" He raised his eyebrow and folded his arms.

"Who forgets their birthday?" Who's going to tell him this isn't my first time forgetting my birthday? Not me.

"A lot of people, you know I hardly use my phone," I pointed to him and Liam laughed before motioning me to come to him.

I walked up to him and instead of hugging him normally, I jumped on him, to wrap my legs and my arms around him. This is called 'The Best Hug'.

"I love you," I said, trying my best not to cry and ruin my makeup, and then the ruined makeup will ruin his shirt. Not that he cares anyway.

"I love you, Nora," He said into my hair and I sighed, wanting to stay here forever.

I wanted to say more to him, I wanted to tell him he was the best human being ever and I wanted to tell him how much I truly appreciated him.

I wanted to cry and shower him with millions of kisses and blowjobs but all I came up with was 'I love you' and those three words held much more than I wanted to say.

"Go put it on love, we have to go in 10 minutes," I quickly jumped off of Liam and snatched the dress from my bed then ran to the bathroom and shortly began to put it on.

My mind wandered off to the call I had with Layla and boy, is the girl a fucking genius.

She knows exactly how to fuck with my brain and I freaking love it but damn do I hate it.

I patted my face with a tissue and touched up my makeup to make it look fresh then I looked at myself in the mirror with the dress.

I do look like a Gothic princess and fuck, I can feel the stupid happy tears coming.

I opened one of the draws under the sink and I took out my small fishnet tights.

I have been waiting so long for this and for no reason. Why haven't I ever done this for my other birthdays?

Cue the Kanye, I guess we'll never know.

I finished my look with the stockings and added a moon Gothic chain with an O ring choker. I couldn't wait to see what Liam has planned for me.

He's known for great surprises and we all know that.

"Hey, are you done yet?" Liam asked on the other side and I answered his question by opening the door.

He stood there and looked at me up and down with a bored expression. "So, are you done?"My jaw dropped.

Where is the 'You look gorgeous babe' or the 'You're so beautiful' or the fucking faints. Why didn't he faint? I thought I looked pretty...

"I'm kidding my love, I can already see the tears that are fighting to stay in your eyes," He laughed then cupped my cheeks and plopped a hard kiss on my lips then backed away.

See, that was better.

"You look so pretty, give me a spin," A smile broke out on my face and I spun around, causing the dress to expose more of my fishnets.

"I feel pretty Liam, thank you," I hugged him again and I stood on my toes to place a light kiss on his neck.

We got out of the house and Liam opened the door for me to get into the car. Small things matter people.

I quietly thanked him and in the next minute, we were here.

*comes out of hiding*
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