Liam’s POV:
Danielle and I were sitting on the couch watching ‘American Idol’ one evening when I wasn’t at work. I was so happy with how our relationship was going, she seemed happy too. I reached over to her knee and placed my hand gently on top of it “I love you so much.” She looked over at me but didn’t reciprocate it.
“Have I done something wrong?” I innocently asked as I rubbed her knee gently. She shook her head and leant over and kissed my cheek. I blushed slightly, even after three years her touch still made me tingle. She then moved to lie down on the couch as I gently put my head on her stomach she shook me off. I gave her a confused expression “Are you alright, Danielle?” She rolled her eyes and looked back at the T.V. screen. I didn’t understand what was going on.
She stood up and quietly spoke “I’m going to bed.” She then walked around the back of the couch; I grabbed her wrist before she was out of reach. “Baby… talk to me” She let out an aggressive huff. “Liam, I’m fine there is nothing to worry about. I’ll be in bed, tell me who is eliminated in the morning okay?” She questioned as she slipped from my grip. She placed a quick peck on my lips. This was not the normal Danielle, she never goes to bed before me…I don’t understand…
I quickly got out my phone and texted Lucy “Danielle is acting strange… almost like she doesn’t want to be around me” It was then about 10 seconds later that I saw Lucy’s caller ID flash up on my phone, Golden locks hanging beautifully over her shoulders as she had a wide smile plastered to her face and a little bit of make-up, she was quite a pretty girl but was so much more on the inside, I smiled as I picked up the phone call “Hello Lucy” I said huffing as she giggled on the other end of the phone. “Hey Liam, I got your text, what’s up?” she asked, changing her tone from bubbly to slightly worried.
“Oh, Danielle just seems to be avoiding me, she wanted to go to bed before me, wouldn’t cuddle with me and barely even wanted to kiss me…I just don’t understand” The words slowly mumbled out of my mouth. “Maybe it has just been a bad day?” she tried to comfort me. “She has spent the whole day with me though; I don’t know how it could have been a bad day? I opened doors for her, helped her up stairs, pulled out her chair for her, I even stood on the side of the path closest to the road so I could protect her a bit more…I don’t get it!” I exclaimed. “Well in my books you did all the right things! If it was me I would be snogging your face off right now!” She giggled; I let out a light chuckle too, trying to remove myself from the negative state I was in.
“Knowing you Liam, you are probably looking at this a bit too deeply, just let her be for now, if she is like this again tomorrow, invite me over and I will see if I can have a heart to heart with her. Okay?” She thoughtfully asked. I loved the way she comforted me, she made me know that I wasn’t always doing things wrong, that gave me a sign of hope. “Sure Lucy, have a good night, I’ll text you in the morning!” I said, lightening up a bit. “Okay love, I’ll talk to you later, have a lovely night and a good rest! Bye!” “Thank you and you too! Ciao!” I responded ending the call.
Danielle’s POV:
I arrived in our bedroom; I slid on my P.J. bottoms and carefully hopped into bed. I let out a large sigh.
Liam had been so caring lately, but in my head, he was being a little too caring. He was always doing the thing only a gentleman would do, but I feel like he doesn’t have to treat me like that anymore. We have been together for so long now; he can just be casual around me, instead of always thinking of me. I know I’m probably being paranoid and self-centred but it is starting to get on my nerves! It is really kind for him to be protecting me and stuff but I feel like he is taking it a little too far. I mean maybe it is just in his nature but I don’t think I can do it anymore. I feel like the only words that have been coming out of his mouth lately have been “Are you alright” or “You seem a little tense, you okay?” I mean I don’t have to be asked every TEN MINUTES! Okay…I’m exaggerating a bit but it is really frustrating me. I would tell him if I wasn’t okay but once he has asked, he shouldn’t have to ask again unless I am in tears!
I lost my train of thought as I heard the door to our bedroom open. I shut my eyes pretending to be asleep as I heard a trail of Liam’s footsteps walk round to his side of the bed. He lifted the covers and then got into the large bed. He snuggled up close behind me and kissed my shoulder “I’m sorry” He quietly whispered. I caved and turned around, looking deeply into his eyes.
He leant in to kiss me but I leaned away. “Not right now Li…” I ushered. He gave me another puzzled look “Baby, have I done something wrong? I feel like you are avoiding me…” He quietly shared with me. I sighed. “Liam, I don’t know if this is the right time to be having this conversation.” He looked deeply into my eyes, his brown orbs looking back into mine. “W-well when is the right time then?” he stuttered.
I let out a large huff as I snuggled down into his chest. “You haven’t done anything wrong babe, you have just done too many things right.” I muffled into his chest. I was telling the truth; it wasn’t that he had done something wrong; it’s just that he was always doing the right thing, almost like a robot.
Liam’s POV:
I was puzzled at what she had just told me, her words repeating over and over in my head, “You haven’t done anything wrong, you have just done too many things right.” I had been myself with her the whole time, did she not like me being myself?
I soon fell asleep from a extremely large headache throbbing in my head.
