Can't Say Love

Goodbye

~Liam's POV~

     I woke to Daisy jumping on me.

    "What is your problem?" I asked, annoyed.

    "It's time to get up," she laughed.

    I groaned, and pulled a pillow over my head.  "Shut up," I said.  My voice was muffled by the pillow in front of my face.

    Daisy couldn't prevent herself from giggling as she snuck a finger under my neck.  I couldn't stop laughing as she tickled me.

     "St-st-stop!" I managed to get out between gasps.

      Mercilessly, Daisy just took her other hand, and jammed it into my stomach.

      Eventually, I took both of her hands in one of mine, and said "I can't breathe."

      "Mercy?" She asked, evilly.

      "Mercy," I agreed.  She let up the pressure, just enough for me to flip her over and attack.

      "Not fair," she cried.

      "Life's not fair," I said as I tickled her.

      She writhed under my weight and tried in vain to get free.

     "Mercy?" I laughed.

     "Never," Daisy yelled indignantly.

     Finally, after another five minutes, her laughter turned to gasps.  She lay back against my pillows in defeat.

     "That'll teach you to wake me up," I said.

     "In your dreams."

     I was about to respond when my doorbell rang.  I jogged down to the door, and opened it to find management there.

      "Liam," my manager said.

      "Hi."

      "Here's your ticket."

      "What?" I was utterly confused.

      "You have to fly to Ireland tonight."

      "Why?"

      "Because you're supporting a charity there, and they need you to go there for a little."

       "How long is a little?"

       "A week."

       I was annoyed.  Since when was I supposed to know that I was going to Ireland for a week? "When were these plans made?" I asked.

       "Today."

      Oh, naturally.

       "It's only for a week."

       I took the ticket and sighed.  Sometimes I didn't want to be famous.  "What time do I need to be at the airport?"

        "Your flight leaves at seven.  You have to be there at six."

        "Alright.  I'll be there."

        "I knew you'd come around."

        My response was cut off by the door closing.  I trudged up the stairs and into my room.  Daisy was still laying in my bed, reading a book.

       "Hey," I said, climbing into bed next to her.

       "What was that about?" She asked, curiously.