A Crazy Lil Thing Called LOVE || L.P.

83.) Want you bad.

[The chapter contains mature content.]

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"I've been feeling everything...

From hate to love, from love to lust, from lust to truth...

I guess that's how I know you...!!"

Alya's P.O.V.

"Princeeessss." Liam whined while knocking at the door of the washroom and I rolled my eyes for the third time as I pulled the panties up my legs. "Stop it, Liam." I spoke aloud and reached for my clothes to grab the bra but couldn't find it.

Great! So I forgot to bring one inside.

"Its urgent. I'm serious." He knocked again and I let out a heavy sigh. Finally, turning the door-knob open, I peeked through the slightly opened door and huffed, "What is it?"

"I need to pee!" He stepped closer and I passed him a nice-try-but-I-know-what-you-want look.

"I gotta use the washroom. Lemme in." He spoke in a dramatic voice and I shook my head, amused by his adamant behavior. "You've got other washrooms too. Stop annoying me now." I was about to close the door but he, quickly, placed his one hand on the door-frame and I glared at him, trying to look angry.

"I'll just take a minute babe. Under too much of pressure." He pulled out a sad face while placing his free hand on the crotch from above his boxers.

What am I gonna do with this boy!

"Fine. Just give me a second." As I turned around to grab the towel, he barged inside without a warning. I let out a squeal and spread the towel over my breast.

"Liam." I frowned while he smirked in return. "I'll kill you." Holding on to the towel, I quickly wrapped it around my upper-body and tugged its one end, across my breast. I walked past him and as I was about to step outside the washroom, he grasped me by my arm.

"I was missing you, sweetheart. You took so long. I told you we could take the bath together." He pouted. I pursed my lips, trying to fight a smile and started pushing him away with my one hand while the other was holding onto the towel, tightly.

"Perv!" I remarked and he let out a small giggle, stepping closer to me. "Lemme go, Liam." I was caught off-guard when he pulled me into his chest and my fight came to an halt as he wrapped his hands around me.

"Why do you still feel so shy around me?" He spoke in a passionate voice, leaning towards me and placed a soft kiss on my jaw-line. "I mean there's nothing that I haven't seen, right?" His lips placed wet kisses on my neck, moving up and down its length while his warm breaths sent tingling sensation down my body.

Resting my free hand on his shoulder, I drew in a heavy breath when his tongue sucked the skin of my neck and I closed my eyes tightly. "Tell me princess?" He whispered into the hollows of my neck and his one hand grasped the wrist of my hand which was still holding the towel.

"I don't know." My voice was too low and I loosened my grip on the fabric. His lips placed feather-like kisses on my shoulder while pushing me backwards until my hips touched the sink behind us. "You shouldn't princess." He intertwined his hand with mine and kissed on the knuckles. "You've no reason to be shy."