I woke up, still on Liam's chest. He must have felt me move because he looked down at me. "Hello." I whispered happily. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, resembling a puppy waking up from a nap.
"Goodmorning beautiful." He said in his deep tired voice. I kissed him on the cheek and looked into his eyes.
He slowly moved his face towards mine. He came closer and closer until I couldn't take it. I closed the space between us and kissed him softly. We kissed for what felt like forever but was actually a couple seconds. Our very first kiss.
I pulled back slowly and looked back at Liam, a huge smile plastered on both of our faces. "That was definitely worth the wait." He said softly, moving my hair behind my ear, making me blush.
I quickly kissed him again and stood up, still in our fort. I started to walk away but Liam grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down on to him. He smiled at me playfully and tickled me. I laughed so hard tears starting forming in my eyes. "LIAM! STOP!" I yelled as loud as I could between breathes.
"NEVER!" He yelled back in response and rolled on top of me, still tickling me. I was squirming, trying to move away from him. I thought of an idea that could possibly work.
I kissed him passionately, moving him back on his side, then... made a run for it. I made a break for the stairs but Liam caught me around the waist with one arm and spun me around, holding me close.
He kissed me again quickly and kept tickling me while keeping me standing up. He picked me up bridal style and carried me back to our fort. He sat me down on his lap as he sat criss-crossed on top of the pillows.
"Let's play a game." He suggested, fixing my hair.
"Which game?" I asked.
"Truth or dare."
"You're on." I said, moving off of his lap and sitting across from him, criss-crossed.
We played for almost an hour. I picked dare almost every time.
"Ok Taylor your turn. Truth or dare?" Liam asked after I dared him to eat five marshmallows at once while I tickled him.
"Hmmm... truth."
"What did you think of me when we met?" He stared at me with wide brown eyes.
"I thought you were nice and caring, even though you hit me with a door." I said with a laugh, "I also thought you were extremely cute."
He smiled widely and kissed my forehead.
"Truth or dare?" I questioned.
"Dare." He said with a confident expression.
I looked at him and knew exactly what to dare.
"I dare you to switch clothes with me." I say, throwing my head back in laughter. His eyes widen as he stares at my outfit.
I make him turn around as we change. I hand him my shirt and he puts it on, not looking back. He hands me his pants and I hand him mine, still not looking back. Poor Liam had to wear a tiny white tank top with "cutie pit" written across it in pink with a little pink pie and light pink short shorts that probably wouldn't fit halfway up his leg.
We both turn around and Liam doubled over in laughter. His shirt was practically a dress and his shorts didn't stay up so I had to hold them up myself. Finishing off the look, I put on my best "cool guy" impression. I laughed at Liam in my clothes. The shorts were three times too small and tight. The shirt was more of a crop top on him. He still looked cute, he was in girl clothes and looked really embarrassed but still, cute.
"Would you like your clothes back?" I ask through gasps. I felt a six pack in my stomach from laughing so hard.
"Yes please." He stopped looking embarrassed and laughed with me.
