[The chapter contains some mature content.]
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"Good and bad, strengths and faults, He was Hers forever...!!"
Liam's P.O.V.
"So, scared or excited for today's show?" I asked while placing the cups on the counter. I knew she sometimes used to freak out on the day of her performance but most of all, I wanted to pull out a normal conversation with her.
Looking at me, she shrugged. "Kinda excited. Kinda scared." She said and I took a seat next to her, passing a small smile to her. "Are you gonna come and see me perform?" She asked out of nowhere and honestly, I wasn't expecting that question.
She kept gazing at me, her eyes were full of hope at that point of time and she seemed too needy. It felt as if she was silently pleading me to accompany her to the show.
I had tweeted about looking forward to see her perform the other night but then, it had completely skipped out of my mind that she was still gonna dance with Zac and in close proximity, might I add. I didn't know if I could tolerate him, touch my girl and I had no clue about what I might end up doing.
"That's okay, baby." She spoke softly and I could sense the pain in her voice. Catching a glimpse of her, I thought about how badly I've messed up her life but still, here she was, sitting right next to me, putting up with all my shit without saying a word.
She has been doing this since day one.
"What makes you think I won't go?" I spoke aloud and she, promptly, snapped her head in my direction. "You will?" She seemed dumbstruck by my response.
"Of course." I blinked both my eyes in a comforting way, passing a big smile to her and she squealed with delight. "Thank you so much, baby. Thank you." She uttered while getting up from her seat and sat herself on my lap, before wrapping her arms around the nape of my neck.
Placing a kiss on my temple, she took me in her embrace. "I love you, baby." Her voice was louder than before and she, genuinely, sounded happy after what seemed like a lifetime to me.
"I love you too, my sweetheart." I couldn't help but smile, seeing my princess all excited and happy. She pulled back slightly, to meet my gaze; Her thumb caressed my cheek and she placed a tender kiss on the tip of my nose.
"You don't know how relieved I feel right now." She confessed with a small smile spread on her face and I could tell she was on the verge of crying.
"Anything for my baby." I remarked and pressed my lips against hers. At first, she smiled into the kiss and then kissed me back, balancing her body on my lap.
"I missed you." I whispered against the corner of her mouth and my lips trailed down her neck, sucking the skin of her hollows. "Baby." She drew in a short breath when I bit the skin of her neck, harder than I used to do normally. "Yeah?" I whispered, my lips brushed against her neck, softly and I bit again.
"It'll leave a mark. Don't do that." Her voice trembled as she pulled back and I smirked, my gaze fixed on her lips then. "You don't want that?" I asked, bending a little closer to her and could feel her heart beating faster.
"I've a performance today." She spoke in a low voice and I passed her an amused look. "So?" I pulled her closer and she rested her hands on my chest; our foreheads resting against each other's then.
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