How To Make Him Jealous

Chapter 17

"Liam ! I love you and I know I shouldn't." I smile.

There's a stunned silence, the trance breaks and suddenly I can hear my own heart beating.

"Faith..." Another pause from the God Liam.

Suspenseful much.

"I love you too." The words spit out of his mouth in a rush.

God ! And didn't I know they weren't true.

But I didn't care. I had no control and I had realised that I wasn't broken from the trance at all. But instead I was screaming for my self to stop, to get out of the hotel room.

But I couldn't hear myself.

Liam's lips were on mine and there was no getting them off.

I was internally screaming to stop. Chris's, Dylan's and Annabel's words kept flowing through my brain and I knew that I was insane to even come here.

Like I said. Slightly comedic.

As Liam started to remove my clothes, the me on the inside was singing a song that fit perfectly with my situation. The fact that it was Friday and I was 'love struck ' :

I don't care if Monday's black,

Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack,

Thursday, never looking back,

It's Friday and I'm in love !

Monday you can hold your head,

Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed,

Oh ! Thursday watch the walls instead.

It's Friday and I'm in love !

Saturday wait !

Sunday always comes too late.

But Friday never hesitates !

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I lay naked, covered by only a thin sheet. The dim shine from the street light was the only source of light. It was bright enough to see Liam's blue eyes, bright enough to see his bouncy brown curls, bright enough to see the stupidity in what I'd just done .

I felt liked I'd betrayed everyone. I felt like I'd betrayed my best friend, Annabel for not listening to her. I felt like I'd betrayed Chris and his kindness for letting me stay with him. I felt like I'd betrayed Dylan, in so many ways imaginable. And the most importantly myself. I'd betrayed my self by doing something that stripped my self dignity and self respect.

Something that would always haunt me.

Never leave.

And never be forgotten.

That's what I felt like afterwards.

Currently I felt like there was no weight on my shoulders. I felt free. Why ? Because I'd just slept with the worst man on this earth ? Or that I had literally no responsibilities anymore and that everything that I have worked for. My love that I fought so hard for. My friends that I loved. Now meant nothing.

Because I had nothing to loose.

A switch had flipped and now there was no flipping it back.

"Liam ?" I whisper

His eyes look up to meet mine.

"You know what you are don't you ?"

A frown spreads across his face, more amused than confused.

Very irritating.

"What am I Faith ?" He asks, smirking.

"Your a man, who doesn't respect women. A man that doesn't give a fuck about anybody but themselves. Your a man who doesn't know what I know about you. Who were you talking to when you went to the toilet ? Courtney was it ? I thought it was Alexis ? ." I say, smirking a smirk of my own.

He doesn't look amused now.

"So go fuck yourself and never come near me again or I'll cut your balls off in your sleep and feed them to you. Then you won't be able to sleep with all your sluts then. Will you ? "

He looks frightened.

I slip out of bed, slowly and methodically picking up my clothes. Not looking at Liam once.

"Say what you mean." I whisper.

I slip on my sweater.

"Tell me I'm right and let the sun rain down on me ." I continue.

I pull on my chinos.

"Give me a sign I want to believe."

I slip my shoes on.

"Oh ? " I say, finally looking at him. "You didn't use a condom dipshit ." I say, slamming the hotel door behind me, leaving him with a sly wink as the last thing he saw...