2. Lose Myself

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The next morning Liam didn't wake me up so crudely but he simply opened the curtains and smiled. I smiled back so innocently but then shuffled under the covers for i was only wearing a large grey t-shirt. He lowered his grin and walked out. He was fully dressed. What time do you get up Liam? Seriously!

The same morning routine applied for him but unluckily for me i had stomach pains. I didn't want to tell him for fear of his mothering ways. When this happens i clench my scalp and pull the hairs out occasionally. I get stomach pains because i don't eat a lot.  Being a ballet dancer i must remain in my prime so i don't eat and eat to ruin my figure.

There is a term used in the ballet community. "Lose Yourself". Basically implying that perfection is not just about control. I began thinking about it as I stepped into the bathroom. I ran the bath water and swirled my finger around the warming liquid. I saw my reflection.

All i wanted to see was Liam's. His ivory skin, his radiant blue eyes and soft silky hair. He mothers me like i'm his son. Why? He thinks I'm straight and I think he is. He's had a few girlfriends but nothing serious. There's a girl from the BRIT school induction day that he took a shine to.

He can't care for me forever when he falls in love with some stuck up slut that only wants him because of his looks. When i lay down in the water, I thought a lot about him. How much i adored him. It can't be love. I just have a seething crush on him that's all. 

As I thought more and more about him my mind began to wander to placed it's never been before. My hands were on the sides of the bath but as I thought, they walked away from the sides and down my body. Arching in ecstasy I lived just for this moment.

I lost myself in personal indulgence over Liam's beautiful self. Writhing in the water gently and passionately I lived. My head slid under water. I closed my eyes. Then opening them again. I saw Liam looking at me from above the water. Wrenching my head out of the water i looked around. He wasn't there. "I fantasise to much" i said under my breath. After i was washed and dressed i went down stairs. 

Liam was in the kitchen making breakfast. I sat down and drank the juice that was there. He placed the plate of colour infront of me. I didn't start eating right away. He noticed. He pulled a hairbrush out of the drawer and walked over to me. 

"Up" he said. I obeyed. He brushed my fringe gently. My heart raced once again and my cheeks heated. All four. His face was so radiant. The blue eyes shimmered like planets on a clear night. His beautiful blonde hair, silky and shiny. His lips. Oh his lips. Just perfect. He hummed as he straightened out my hair.

I didn't have time to feel awkward as his humming hypnotised me into a trance. It flowed through me like a song would. One you really like. He pulled the brush away and in doing so, so did a few hairs. He darted at me. His eyes pierced my heart. 

I gulped and he immediately started inspecting my scalp. "Oh Liam please!" i whined. "Laurie I thought we got you over your disgusting habit?" he answered. I didn't care. I looked at the clock and decided i would leave for my dance school. After our quarrel and i had got my bag together, he gave me a shrug.

"The flakes wont show Laurie" he said with a wink. It was like taking a bullet. Piercing the flesh of my soul and leaving a fabulous after burn. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" he said nicely. I thought for a second. As my stomach still knotted up I agreed. He got his coat and we walked out and made for the school. 

When we arrived i went into the backstage door to get to my dressing room. Liam had never been here before so he took his time to admire the beautiful building it was. The school was a re-furbished mansion much like Jack Wills. The majority of the bedrooms were made into dressing rooms. The grand hall was the studio. I got my key and opened the door.

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