Criminal

38

Melanie

I stared at the ceiling, counting each crack and imperfection in the white paint. I had woken up five minutes ago but I had no motivation to get out of bed, my body was sore from yesterday's antics with Liam. I was still naked under the duvet, I didn't bother to redress last night.

Harry had been out since yesterday morning and he still wasn't home. Not that I should care. Liam confirmed that he was with Jenny, his girlfriend. I couldn't comprehend why I was trapped here at the hands of Harry when he had a girlfriend, who he is sexually active with. The thought made me sick.

"Oh, you're awake," Liam chirped, stopping in the doorway once he saw my open eyes. "Morning!"

I turned my head to look at him, giving him a lazy smile. He walked towards the bed and flopped down on his stomach, quickly resting on his elbows and looking at me.

"Morning," I grinned, rubbing my face and groaning lightly. "How are you feeling?"

"Fucking fantastic," he chuckled, leaning closer to me and rubbing his nose against mine. "After last night, how could I not be?"

I hummed in satisfaction, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of his nose against mine. It was oddly calming. Liam had a calming presence, at least to me anyway. He made me feel calm, even in this fucked up situation.

The sound of a car outside made my eyes snap open and my heart race. I sat up and Liam quickly jumped up from the bed, looking out of the window.

"He's back," he said, looking back at me. He pulled his white Hugo t-shirt over his head and sat back on the bed, quickly putting it over my head instead. "Here."

Usually, I would have felt embarrassed being this naked in front of anyone. It was different with Liam. I studied his face as I pushed my arms through the sleeves, pulling the material down to cover my body.

"Thanks," I spoke, my voice coming out as a whisper.

My eyes trailed down to his naked chest and I cleared my throat, giving him a small nod before looking away again. I quickly stood up and shoved my feet into my pyjama bottoms, jumping as I pulled them up to my waist.

Just as I was about to walk out of the bedroom, Liam wrapped his left arm around my waist and stopped me. My eyes widened and I gave him a confused look, shocked that he was even paying me attention when Harry was about to walk in any second.

He quickly turned my body to face him and his hands went up to my neck, his large hands gently pulled my hair from beneath the t-shirt and dropped it down my back.

"There you go," he spoke quietly, giving me another smile. He kept his hands on my neck and leaned closer to me, brushing his lips against mine. "Baby girl."

He pressed his lips against mine, making my stomach flip in excitement but also fear. My hands reached up and held onto his wrists as I kissed him back, letting out a small moan of satisfaction into his mouth.

Keys jingling in the front door made me pull away, my eyes wide. Liam looked at me with his hooded eyes and a small smirk on his face, his head tilted to the side slightly.

"Let him watch," he whispered, leaning closer to me again. "We can go for round two and he can watch."

"Are you insane?" I hissed, pulling away from him and stumbling out of the bedroom. "You psycho!"