Forgotten

Chapter 9

Last night with Liam was lovely. I liked being out with just him, but now we're back here. It's so hard to try and be happy when you know someone just down the hall is mad at you. Liam means so much to me though. I'll just have to wait until Niall gets over it, because I'm not letting Liam go.

"Hi" Louis says and sits down on my bed as I stare at the ceiling.

"Hello." I mumble.

"What ya thinking about?" He asks and crawls under the blankets with me.

"Just how long I'll have to wait for Niall to get over it. And my other options." I say with a little giggle at the end.

"Other options?" He questions.

"Moving out my friend." I tell him.

"No please don't do that again." He says and grabs my hand.

"No, Lou. I'm not moving out. I was just kidding." I giggle.

"Oh good, I really don't want to get hit by a car again." He say.

"Louis!" I say and slap his chest.

"Joking." He says. I sigh and lay back on my pillow. Louis turns on his side and plays with my hair.

"You know it's gonna be ok right?" Louis asks.

"I guess, I just want it to be ok sooner." I say sadly.

"Geez! Go make out with Liam or something you're making me sad." He tells me with a little shove to my shoulder.

"I'm gonna go find him." I tell Louis and climb out of my bed. I grab my sweatshirt and walk down the hall to Liam's room.

"Li?" I call as I walk in.

"Hey babe!" Liam says excitedly. I smile. He just makes me so happy. I walk over to where he's sitting at his desk. He looks up at me making me melt.

"What's wrong now?" He asks and pulls me down onto his lap.

"I just want everything to be ok." I tell him. He gives me a sympathetic smile and kisses my shoulder that is not covered with my sweatshirt.

"It will be. Just give him time." Liam tells me. I curl my fingers into the hairs on the back of his neck. I lean down and press my lips against his.

"That's better." I mumble. Liam grabs a hold of me and carries me over to his bed. I giggle as he lays me down. He slides his hand up my side under my sweatshirt. His fingers find the zipper of my sweatshirt. He pulls it down and shoves the sweatshirt off. I wiggle completely out of it and throw it onto the ground.

Liam smiles and continues to kiss me. He proceeds to kiss down my neck. I moan as he hits my sweet spot. He sucks on it creating a mark. Liam slides his arm under me and pulls me up towards his chest. I hold his neck tightly. After kissing me for a bit longer he stands up on his knees and pulls of his shirt. I smile and run my hands over his smooth chest. He slides his hands up under my top and massages my breasts. Lucky for him, I just got up so I dont have a bra on.I moan and tangle my fingers tightly in his hair. Liam comes back down to kiss me. He slides his tongue into my mouth. We keep trying to get closer to each other but we are already as close as we can.

"Babe." I moan against his neck as he kisses my collarbone. Liam smiles and lifts up my top. I help him by sliding it off. Liam begins kissing down my stomach to the waist line of my pajama pants. He begins to undo the ribbon bow.

"Li." I say and stop him. He looks up at me and slides his hand through his hair.

"Are you ready to do this?" I question as I breathe heavily. To be completely honest, I'm scared. This is only my second time.