No Matter What

Chapter 3- Breakfast and Tears

I wake up to see Liam's kind face over me and realize he's gently drying me off. I try to get up, but he holds me back.

"You passed out," he says looking at me with concern.

"I did?"

"Yeah, you did, but I helped you finish your shower."

Then I realize that he's in his pajamas and his hair is wet. Great. I frown and Liam sees it.

"What? Oh, yeah. Sorry baby."

I sigh. "It's fine, I guess. Liam, what am I supposed to wear?"

"My clothes are covered with blood and mud.

"My clothes, I guess."

He picks me up with my towel wrapped around me and walks into the bedroom. He walks over to his dresser and opens the top drawer and pulls out a pair of plaid boxers and a white undershirt. He walks over to me.

"Here. I think these'll work okay. Do you want me to put them on for you?"

I shake my head no, and he leaves the room hesitantly. I quickly put on his clothes and say his name. He comes in immediately. He puts me on the other side of the double bed and lies on his own side.

"You like to read before you go to bed? I do, but if you don't, I won't read."

Before I can answer, I'm dead out.

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I wake up to see that Liam's out of bed. I'm sore everywhere. I see a picture of a little girl on his nightstand who looks a little like him. Hmmmm, who's that? It doesn't matter, I guess. I get out of bed (which hurts) and walk towards the wonderful aroma I smell (which hurts as well). When I enter the kitchen, I see a table full of food. Wow, all my favorites!

"Liam," I say.

"Good morning gorgeous!  I made breakfast for us."

"Wow! How did you know I liked all this stuff?"

"You like all this? I just made some stuff I had in the fridge."

Wow, he's good. I sit down to eat, and he gets all my food for me. When we both finish he takes my plate and puts it in the sink. Then he goes to do the dishes. Wow. Responsible! I stand behind him and wrap my arms around his waist.

"Who's that little girl in that picture on your nightstand?" I feel him tense up. His ex? No, that can't be it.

"She was my little sister. I-I killed her." He starts to cry.

"It was my fault! I should have had control over the car. Then she would still be here."

I'm left speechless. "Oh, Liam. I'm so sorry. It wasn't your fault."

"Oh yeah? How?" He starts yelling now. "The last words I ever said to her were 'put your seatbelt on.' I'm such an idiot!" He's shaking now with anger.

I turn him around and kiss him gently. Then he pulls me into a hug and picks me up so I'm straddled around the front of him.

"Liam?" He's walking toward the bedroom.

"Liam?" I say louder this time.

He seems oblivious to me. He walks into the room and locks the door. He sets me on the bed and pushes me so I'm lying down. What's going on? I think. Then he lies down next to me.

"Hayley," he says quietly.

"Yes, Liam?"

"I'm sorry for blowing up at you. It's just....." He starts to cry again.

"Liam," I say to him quietly. "It's okay. I'm here now. Don't be mad at yourself."

I hug him and he reaches toward the bottom of my shirt. What's he doing? His hands reach under the elastic in my pants. Then my underwear.

"Liam," I mumble.

"Hmmm?"

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" I touch his hand.

"Oh. I thought maybe..... you'd like to.....well....." He blushes now.

"What, Liam?"

"Have.....sex."

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A/N:

Hey, beautifuls!!I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. One of you mentioned that you think it's escalating too quickly, and I think this chapter is more evidence of that. But I wrote this a while ago, and I really don't know how to change it so yeah.

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