Dark Liam

Chapter 6

You wake up the next morning feeling refreshed. You figured that you should just put last night past you and forget about it. 

But that was the problem. You COULDN'T forget.

You weren't looking forward to tonight. Just the thought of going into public with Liam disgusted you.

You stretch and get out of bed, not wanting to get up. You go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. It felt good having the hot water run down your head and body. It was relaxing.

You get out of the shower, sending chills down your spine from the cool air. You wrap your hair and body up in a towel and go over to the sink to brush your teeth.

You walk back to your bedroom and look at the clock. It was already 11:30. 6 1/2 more hours until you had to see him. Great.

You slip on a pair of jean shorts and a white tee shirt, not caring about your appearance. You hear your phone vibrate on the nightstand, so you go over and check it. It was Liam.

Liam: "hey babe, hope you're ready for tonight. it'll be great ;)"

You: "I'm not feeling too well. I dont think I can make it"

Liam: "oh fuck yes you're coming. no exceptions. see you at 6 ;)"

Apparently your plan didn't work too well. You were always a terrible liar.  You hated yourself for that.

You sigh, lay down your phone, and walk downstairs to the kitchen. "hi hun," your mom says when you enter the kichen "did you sleep well last night? I'm sorry for yelling at you".

"It's fine." you say while grabbing a banana. "mom, is it ok if I go out tonight? I promise I won't come home late again."

"Well, I suppose so" she says smiling. CRAP. You were hoping she would have said no.

"thanks" you give her a hug and walk back up to your bedroom. You get on Twitter and notice Liam has said more stuff about you. What was his problem? Why was this guy so obsessed with me? I mean, there's really nothing special about me. I don't know why he even likes me.

*5 hours later*

It was 5:00, and you started feeling sick to your stomach. You weren't ready for tonight.

You go to the bathroom, straighten your hair, and put on a bit of eyeliner and mascara, not trying to over-do it. You walk back to your bedroom and put on a pair of skinny jeans and a grey tee shirt, not knowing how to dress for the occasion. You slip on a pair of flats and walk downstairs to the living room.

By that time, it was already 5:50. 10 more minutes.

You decide to watch some tv to help you relax. As soon as you turn it on, you hear a car door shut. You started feeling queezy.

You ran to get your purse and cell phone in your room, but when you get back, Liam was already standing in your living room waiting for you.

"um.. how did you get in? the door was locked"

"lets just say i know how to pick a lock" he replys and smirks at you.

"whatever. MOM I'LL BE BACK LATER" you yell up to your mom.

"okay sweetie be careful!" she says.

And with that you both walk out the door, not knowing where Liam would be taking you.