Don't Speak

Chapter 4

Hellooo! Well I just want to say thank goodness for auto save and that I hate it when my laptop randomly turns off! Mmkay so I was wondering if y’all think it would be a good idea for me to do a couple chapters in Liam’s POV. If I did then it will be in a couple chapters but I want to see if y’all think it’s a good idea. I always appreciate constructive criticism and remember to VOTE, COMMENT, AND FAN!

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Chapter 4

               “I win!” I heard Liam gloat, and I could just imagine him putting his hand on the rack to show his accomplishment. We were in Old Navy and until just a few seconds ago, having a race to see who could find the belts the fastest.

               I picked my way through racks of clothes, only to find Liam in the middle of doing his happy dance. I laughed silently and pulled my phone out to record his crazy movements. After a couple minutes, it seemed that Liam realized that he was being watched and stopped abruptly.

               I stopped the video and made my way, laughing, over to my best friend. “You know you could’ve told me you were there.” He teasingly scolded. I shook my head and looked up at him mischievously. “What? What’s that look for?”

               I clasped my hands behind my back and rocked on my heels while giving him the most innocent look I could muster. He watched this suspiciously, but, giving up on trying to figure out why I was giving him the look I reserved for when I was up to no good, sighed and said, “Help me find a brown one please.” I nodded and started sifting through the countless belts, while my mind was drifting back to my dream.

               Okay now, why would Liam go through so much trouble to do that for me? Heck, why would he do that in the first place? I’m not even sure if he knows what my favorite flower is! And where were we? Was that just my imagination at work or was it one of those dreams that happens later you’re just like whoa, déjà vu, but you don’t know where you’ve seen it before? Where was that clearing, why was I there, and what forest was it? I sighed, frustrated, but I knew that I wasn’t going to get answers and time soon, if at all.

               I looked up as Liam pulled a chunky black belt with a huge belt buckle off the rack. He slipped it in the belt loops on his jeans and modeled it for me. I was laughing as soon as I saw that the belt buckle was actually in the shape of a butterfly and had the words ‘Butterfly fly away!’ printed on it.

               Somehow, even in a butterfly belt, Liam is still extremely good looking, I thought enviously. What with his black hair that’s swept over his forehead, laughing green eyes, perfect teeth, tan skin, lean but strong muscles, and he has dimples for crying out loud! The universe can be so unfair, I mean Liam was so good looking and he was actually nice person! And, his height was unfair too, I thought as I compared my 5’3 frame to his 6’2 one.

               “Done checking me out yet B? I mean I know I’m hot, but you don’t have to look so jealous!” Liam teased me. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled a plain brown belt off the rack. He looked at me with wide eyes, “How do you do that?” he asked me, amazed.