Short Stories of the Boys: One Direction

Liam's Sexy Rebel

"Alright, we've had dinner, we've had dessert, what's next?" You asked Liam holding his hand as the two of you walked down the streets of the city. The night was dark filled with bright twinkling stars. Shops along the streets were still open, but only for a minute more. Neither one of you were ready to return home. Being with each other compared to nothing else.

"Well, I've had a pretty good night. I think we could go sit under the stars, if you want?" He asked. His thumbs rubbed along your knuckles before he pulled your hand up to his mouth to leave a few soft kisses.

"I think that sounds perfect. I don't want to go home just yet. I want to be with you." You smiled, reaching up to kiss Liam's cheek. "Could we stop by for a little coffee first?"

Liam nodded, leading you into a small shop with random little things. Such a bottled drinks, snack wrapped cakes, toys for children, paints, and colored paper.

"What kind of coffee do you want?" Liam asked, grabbing one of the Styrofoam cups.

"I'd like the carmel one, please." Liam filled the cup up and grabbed himself a cup too. He had both cups in each hand and walked to the line at the register.

"Liam, look." You pointed to the door. A machine by the door read "sexy tattoos".  If you put in a quarter, a random tattoo would come out.

Liam laughed at the word "sexy".

"We should get some." You said pulling two quarters out of your purse. Liam took them from you and inserted them into the machine. "Let's open them later." You smiled.

Deciding on grabbing a water too, you and Liam walked out of the store hand in hand laughing at the silly little tattoo machine.

"I hope mines a dragon." Liam said with a bit of cheer in his voice. You couldnt keep the laughs to  your self, Liam then laughed to. "And maybe yours could be a unicorn."

"Maybe. Or maybe even a flower." Liam kept talking about little things that made you smile. Finally, you arrived at the park. Laying under a blanket of stars, Liam pulled your body close to his. His arm was wrapped around you, your head resting against his chest.

"So. Liam. If you had the choice between wearing wet socks for the rest of your life or not washing your hair but every three months, what would you choose?"

"Oh, gosh! Hair for sure!"  He said without a second thought.

"Are you serious? You'd pick hair over wet socks? That's awful!" You said discussed.

"Well, what would you pick?" He asked

"Socks! I could not stand to not wash my hair but every three months." You said eyes on the stars. Liam's eyes watched over you as your fingers twirled around together.

"Is that why your hair smells soo good?" He asked innocently.

" 'Is that why your hair smells soo good?' " You mocked him sitting up. "Come on. Let's do tattoos."

"Where do you want it?" He asked taking the small paper out of his pocket.

"Right here." Taking off your shirt, you tossed it behind you, adjusting yourself so that you were now sat between both of Liam's legs.

"Right where?" Liam asked kissing down your shoulder.

"Right, there. Stop it, Liam." Giggling, you tired to push Liam's lips off your shoulder.

"Sorry." He mumbled. "You're such a rebel. Sitting in a public park, taking your shirt off, getting tattoos form older men." 

"Dont tell my father." You smirked.

Liam pulled the tattoo out of its wrapper, wetting it down, placing it on your shoulder. A few seconds later, he pulled the paper off and colored ink left it's mark.

"What is it?" You asked looking over your shoulder.

"It's a butterfly." Liam leaned down and blew cold air over your shoulder before kissing it.

"I love it. Thank you, Liam. Let me put yours on."

Sitting on your knees in front of him, he pulled the second tattoo out of his pocket and handed it to you.

"Alright, Mr. Payne. Where do you want it?"

He thought for a second. He was prompted up by his elbows looking over his own body of where to put it.

Looking up at you he finally said "I'm not sure. Where should I put it?" 

"I got an idea." Reaching your hands to Liams arms, you lifted them above his head to pull his t-shirt off. "Lay down." He did as you asked. Standing up from your knees, you crawled over top of him, straddling his torso. "Close your eyes, baby."

Once again, he did as he was asked. "You make me nervous." He admitted. His hands reached up to hold his head in his hands.

"Why's that?" In your hand was the mysterious tattoo. Peeling back the plastic cover, you grabbed the water bottle, about to put it over the top of Liam's pectoral muscle.

"Well for one thing, your half naked laying over top of me-"

"Oh, don't act like you don't enjoy it."

"Another thing is you're a tattooed woman now! You're like a little rebel."

"Liam, you have tattoos, too. I don't understand what your getting at?" Placing the paper down, you rubbed water over it and held it for twenty seconds.

"Yeah, but I'm not sweet and innocent like you are, baby." A slight laugh left his lips. His hands wrapped around your waist rubbing small circles. 

"I don't understand, Liam. I'm wearing a temporary tattoo." Pulling back the paper, you laughed at the tattoo quietly so Liam didn't hear.

"I think it's sexy." He sat up, looking you in your eyes.

"You think I'm sexy?" Liam had called you a lot of sweet names before, but hearing him call you sexy, made you actually feel like you were sexy. It was nice to hear, like music to your ears.

He leaned in close to your lips, "I do." He then kissed you. A simple kiss lead to a steamy make out session.

"Liam." You said pulling away from the kiss "I think your unicorn tattoo is sexy, too."

Liam looked down at his chest to see he had a pink and sparkly unicorn tattoo.

"Very funny." After a second of laughing, Liam kissed you. Again and again and again.  The kiss lead to an even more steamy make out session.

He pulled you over top of him, his hands roaming your hips. Your fingers twirled around his hair, kissing down his neck, to his chest.  His kisses were getting sloppy, but you didn't mind because Liam was underneath you, in your possession.

"Excuese me!" A bright light was shinning directly into your eyes. "I believe you're breaking the law against PDA." A cop said.

"Damn, you are my little sexy rebel, baby girl." Liam whispered in your ear.

You couldn't tell if you were about to be arrested or  just getting a ticket, but either way, you didn't mind because you were now Liam's little rebel. And you truly did feel sexy.