Falling on Glass (Liam Payne story)

Chapter 8

What.

Is.

Happening.

I knew exactly who it was now. Honestly I thought it would be Jay, dragging me out of my bed or should I say- my cocoon of depression. But instead it was that soft voice. That magical, soft voice that makes my heart flutter and butterflies spread throughout my stomach. But why did I feel so angry with him?

Oh that's right, because I am an awful person. I made these horrible, conceited assumptions based on who I thought he was. I felt so ashamed and embarrassed. I kept the blanket pulled over my face. I felt the spot on the bed beside my feet drop a little, Liam sat down on my bed. 

An awkward silence filled the room.

Liam broke the silence. "Listen Faith, please come out. I'm sorry about what I did, I don't want to force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. I just-" I threw the blanket off my face, "No Liam I'm sorry. Don't be sorry because I am the one who should be apologizing. I made these horrible judgements about you. I really don't know you that well. We really don't know eachother that well!"

"It's okay, I forgive you. And you're right.." he clasped his hands together and looked down at them. "we really don't know much about eachother. How about this, we start over. We will go on a date tonight, not at the club, no. It will be a suprise." 

I smiled at his idea. "I would like that a lot." 

He scooched up my bed and sat by my stomach. He leaned down and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Then I will leave. I will pick you up at 7:30, like a real date!" He winked.

I groaned but before I could do anything, he pushed the blankets off me. He slid an arm under my knees and under my shoulders. He carried me bridal-style to the bathroom and set me down. he scavenged his way through the drawers and pulled out a washcloth. He soaked it in warm water and rung it out. He gently led it to my face where he softly wiped the black makeup streaks off. He lined gentle strokes down my face until my face was completely clear. He then rubbed his thumb over wear the streaks once were. His warm brown eyes scanned the areas, then he pressed his lips up against the area.

"Thanks." I mumbled, still full of shame.

"I'm gonna go. It's 1 pm Faith, you slept in until 1 pm." He laughed and started to the door. "I will be out front at 7:30 sharp, I'll see you then!" and he was out the door.

**

My phone buzzed.

From: Liam

Oh by the way, we're going out to dinner so dress fancy! Be there in 30. 

I was so nervous. What would we even talk about? I have never had a "start over" date. 

I pulled my hair into an up-do and let some strands in the front fall loose. I slipped into a dress and put on a cardigan and some black heels. I applied some makeup to my face and fake smiled into the mirror. Time must've flew by quick because my phone buzzed again.

From: Liam

Here!

My heart was pouding now. Why was I so nervous? It's not like we've never met before. The butterflies started in my stomach and my heart began fluttering. I locked up the apartment and headed down the stairs and out the door. Leaning up against his hummer was a gorgeous, nice looking Liam Payne. I smiled, for some odd reason, at his appearance. He was like an angel.

He smiled back and met with me. 

"Well you clean up nice. You look stunning!" he said, wrapping his arm around my waist and guiding me to his hummer. He opened the door for me and I climbed in. He shut the door and jogged around the front of the car. He got into the drivers side, started the car and we took off. 

My hands were sweating and my heart was racing. Could he hear my heart beating? It felt like it was going to explode. 

"Can you turn on the radio?" i spit out. 

His hand poked a button and the car filled with music. That's better. He tapped his hands on the steering wheel to the beat, occasionally looking at me.

"Faith don't be so nervous! It's not like this is our first time ever hanging out!" he chuckled and put a reassuring hand on my back. He took many turns and watched the road ahead of us very cautiously. We pulled up to a restaurant named Mirage. Shame was washing over me. His kind actions this morning were so affectionate and I still felt awful about what I did to him.

Hopefully this date will change my mind or take this burden of guilt of my back.

"Let's go inside." Liam said, then we both opened our doors and headed inside.