tinted // l.p.

Chapter 10

Liam's P.O.V

"so are you going to tell me now?" Ira asked, sitting patiently on the couch. I sigh, running a hand through my hair. I owe it to her to tell her, i know she didn't really want to tell me about her family and i told er i would tell her - i take what people say quite seriously. 

"Do you really want to know?" i grunt, plopping down in the seat across from her. She nods slowly, continuing to fidget with her figures. "well, it's nothing big really." i mumble, letting out a small chuckle. She furrows her eyebrows, crossing her arms over her chest. "oh really?" she says, with a hit of sarcasm.

"Zayn lied. I'm not a body guard - well not really."

"then what are you?"

"a mermaid"

"what?"

"sorry i thought it'd be funny." I smirk, running a hand threw my hair. "I work at a club, sometimes i work as security but that’s barely ever, i usually work at the um, bar or in the back.." i say, looking anywhere but in her eyes. I hate stretching the truth, but its for her own good, if she knew - if she knew what i did i don’t think i could live with myself. 

"Oh, why didn't you ever tell me?" she asks, a small smile replacing her frown. i raise an eye brow, "the club i work out can be a bit embarrassing? i mean we have to wear these like - outfits? i was afraid you'd judge me for working there?" i say in a questioning tone, relaxing slightly as she lets out a giggle. "What do you like wear little tutus? honestly i work at a restaurant i wouldn't judge you for working at a club. In fact I’d love to go there." she sates, standing up.

"N-now?"i stutter,hoping she changes her mind. "Yeah, i mean i need to put my clothes on and we can go back to my place so i can change and oh - i could bring Jessie while you work." she says quickly, sending me a quick smile. "I - um, i don't know Ira" "Come on it'll be fun" 

"we can do a lot more things that are fun here, up in my bed." i mumble, standing up and walking close to her. "i mean if it's fun you're looking for, i sure as hell can entertain you." i whisper, grabbing her waist. She looks at me with wide eyes, cheeks a bright red. I smirk, inching towards her. Her eyes are wide, body frozen almost, I’m just about a centimeter from our lips connecting when a load banging interrupts us.

I grunt, glancing towards the door then back at Ira. Her eyes are still wide with what i can decipher. I brush past her, yanking the door open. "What?!" I all but yell, not caring who was at my door. "Nice to see you too, HoneyBoo" she coos, walking past me. She stops in her tracks as she spots Ira, a wicked smirk plastering her face. "Well well well," she says, glancing back at me. "HoneyBoo's got a friend over?" she chuckles, tossing her purse on the coffee table.

Ira's P.O.V

"Kristen" she introduces herself, extending a welcoming hand. I hesitantly shake it, choking out "Ira". Kristen smiles, glancing back at Liam who is still at the door, mouth dropped open slightly. She's wearing a tight blue dress, white heels and bag going perfectly together. She's not necessarily thin but you can tell she has men wooing over her. wooing? is that even a word? 

"Are you and Honey-" "Kristen" Liam warns, slowly closing the door. "sorry - are you and Liam you know...." she lifts her hands and motions her index finger threw a hole she created with her other index and thumb. i furrow my eye brows starring down at her hands when realization hits me. My eyes widen as i shake my head frantically, with no doubt I'm blushing like a mad man. "Awe Liam, i like her" Kristen coos, poking Liam in the chest.

Something about Kristen doesn't settle right in my stomach, she's nice no doubt, with an amazing personality. i can't place my finer in it but something is just off. "But anyway, i just came by to tell you the boss needs extra help a-" "at the club" Liam finishes, glancing from Kristen to me. "Yea.. the club.. And you need to pick up Niall" Kristen says, a mischievous smile spreading on her lips. He frowns, rolling his eyes. 

"Why the hell do i have to pick up your boyfriend when i have to take Ira home. Pick him up yourself - he's a pain in my ass anyway." Liam growls, grabbing her purse. "Why don't you just pick Niall up and we can all have a date night after your shift." Kristen says excitedly, taking her purse from Liam. "That sounds like fun" i say before i knew Liam would decline and take me home.

"N-"

"Then it's settled, I’ll see you there right Ira?" Kristen says, sending  me a quick smile before walking towards the door. 

Liam sends me a glare, grabbing his keys. He almost looks angry, but i could care less. What could possibly be so bad about working at a club? "Come on if you're going no way in hell they'll let you in like that" Liam growls, ripping open the front door. "Are you coming?" he snaps, waiting for me to follow. His tone surprises me as i rush out the door, forgetting about the clothes i had.

As we reach his car he reaches under my seat, grabbing my bag from last night. He plops it in my lap, pulling out of the car garage in a flash.

Yeah I think he's angry.

But why?

A/N: couldn't sleep... felt like typing... keep wanting to make Liam a secret stripper... # oops.. don't think that will happen sorry..

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