Forever young

4-liam

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Liam

I open the car door for Leah, and she sits in the passenger seat beside me. Her left eye is bruised and her top lip has a slight cut in it.

Luckily, Valentina didn't do to much damage.

How could she do that to her?

Leah is the most beautiful, kind and sweet girl I've ever met.

"Do you need anything" I ask her, as I drive out of the school gates, making sure to check on her with my eyes while not letting the road leave my sight.

"No, I'm fine" she sighs while re adjusting her seat. "Okay, let me know if you need anything" I smile while looking her directly in her shining blue eyes. "Am I dropping you home or do you want to come to mine?" I nervously ask her, being terrified on rejection like always. "No one's home, so can I go to yours" I nervously nod in reply to her, and i sweet smile softly glides across her face.

I notice Valentina, walking gently down my street. She lives across the road from me.

We have been friends since we were six, but once she turned 14 everything changed. It's like she saw something, or heard something, that made her pretty much non verbal for years. She talks now, but only if she is spoken too.

I never could seem to point out how she changed, but she did. It's like her eyes got more relaxed and her face just dropped, not showing any emotion.

She talks now which is good, it is lovely to hear her voice.

It's the highlight of my day to hear her laugh.

She hurt my love, Leah.

Valentina stares at us as we drive pass, and then rushes into her house.

Weird.

She is fucking weird.

But maybe I like it?

Liam. I love you.

The voice of Leah echoes through the car, but mostly through my brain.

"Did you say something babe?" I ask her, as I pull the car into my driveway. My parents cars aren't here, so I assume they must be working late again. "Nope, but thank you for driving me"

I really want to have sex with him...

It happens again, but I can see her mouth isn't moving at all.

What the fuck?

I feel very uncomfortable right now.

Where is this voice coming from? Is it her thoughts?

He's so sexy...

Okay please stop this shit Leah.

I wonder if he knows I'm thinking about him?

Oh yes leah, I fucking know.

I don't like this at all.

Why can I read her mind? This is fucking strange? Is this a dream?

I open the car door and step out, grabbing my school bag and quickly hurrying around to the other side to grab Leah's door for her.

"Gentlemen you are" she winks at me as I grab her hand and guide her out of the car. I reach down and grab her bag and she follows me into my house.

Holy shit, he's so nice

Okay leah, stop being weird.

My younger sister won't be home until 5 or 6 as she has training for tennis. She has a game next Saturday and can't get flogged like last time.

I always play with her, because we are used to it just being us too.

Leah sits down on my bed, and takes off her black zip up hoodie, revealing nothing but a black Lacy bra.

Please think it's sexy

No, not at all do I think it's sexy.

It's like she doesn't give me the spark of love, like other girls have.

She reaches out and grabs my shirt, pulling me onto the bed.

Let's see you naked...

I feel very uncomfortable and unsafe having sexual intimacy with a girl I don't love.

Oh well, maybe it will distract me from whatever is going on with me right now. Perhaps it will stop it.

Anything to distract me from what ever the fuck I heard.

She reaches out, pulling my black t shirt over my head just to reveal my pale chest, and tossing the shirt onto the floor.

We lay beside each other, and I hear the front door open.

"Liam?!" My dad shouts, and I hurry out of the end, throwing my clothes on as Leah hides in my wardrobe.

"Don't make a sound" I whisper as I shut the door of my closet.

"Yes?" I reply to him, and my sister is already stormed off to her room. She is 10 and somehow managed to become a moody teenager before her teen years.

"Are you coming to dinner tonight for cocktails or not?" He ask, my mum standing beside him wanting me to come.

"Uhh-i have a lot of homework I need to finish- so I can't". I lie, and they totally buy it.

He's definitely getting it off, just like me when I was his age-but I was out there making him.

Now that is the most fucked up words I've ever heard!

Oh yes, my son is probably doing drugs or something-those weird e cigarette things-vapes.

I hurry off to my room, and mum and dad whisper to each other in confusion; probably assuming I'm doing weird shit.

I reach out and pull the cupboard door open,
And Leah is sat in there, wearing nothing but a hoodie I made her put on.

Holy shit this wardrobe stinks-like fucked up cologne concoctions that have been lingering in the air since 2003!

Oh fuck off, no it doesn't?

"Okay, let's get you out- it probably smells like cologne concoctions that have been there since 2003!" I repeat her words, and her face falls confused.

The night falls over us, and she lays beside me, naked and fast asleep.

He doesn't know...

What don't I know?

I'm really scared of this. I can read her mind?

This whole thing brings me to nothing but a confused state, why can I suddenly read everyone's thoughts? Am I just insane? Is it all in my head?