tinted // l.p.

Chapter 16

"you're mental if you think i'm getting on that."

"Come on Ira, i thought it'd be fun - whats stuck up your ass that's got you in a pissy mood?"

"i'm not in a pissy mood." i hiss, a smirk growing on his lips. "i just value my life is all"

"exactly why you wear the helmet!" he insists, nudging the helmet on my head. I huff, taking it off and adjusting the hair from my face. He chuckles, shrugging off his leather jacket.

"we're gonna go and eat pizza at the best restaurant in town." he states, holding his jacket for me to take. I raise my eyebrow, hesitantly taking his jacket, receiving a bright smile from him, 

"And where's that"

"why it's Tony's Place of course!"

I snort, shaking my hair lightly, glancing down at the helmet. "here, i don't need it" i say quietly, handing Liam the helmet back. he smirks, taking it from me. "what happened to valuing your life?" he asked, hoping onto the seat of the motorcycle. 

"I do value my life i just don't like helmets." i shrug, watching as he pats the seat behind him. I roll my eyes, throwing my leg over the seat and plopping down. "Have you ever ridden a motorcycle before?" he questions, making a loud sound escape the motor. 

"yeah. i used to own one a long time ago" i mumble into his back, tightly wrapping my arms around his waist. "Little innocent Ira drove a motorcycle? You keep surprising me" he chuckles, kicking up the kick stand with a chuckle. i can surprise you a hell of a lot more, Liam.

"By the way," he yells over the load sounds escaping the bike, speeding off into the street. "you look sexy in my jacket"

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"Ira! Liam! What brings you by on a non-working day?" Tony greets, wide smile on his face as he stands behind the counter. "we're being those cheesy couples coming to share a small pepperoni pizza in the best restaurant in down." Liam chuckles, waving to Anthony in the back. 

I tensed up. Liam waved to Anthony? better question - did Liam just called us a couple? are we a couple? if i had to admit, if someone were to ask me what my relationship was with Liam i would say "undecided" I mean other then the occasional heavy make out sessions that we've shared this past few days we've never really don't anything deemed 'couple-y'.

"Ira?" i jump slightly, shooting up to find an amused Liam. I roll my eyes, turning to walk to an empty table next to the window. "Oh, um some girl named Maple said hi" i mumble, watching as his face turns serious. "oh." "yeah she also said that it was fun and you should do it again" his frown deepens, "i don't like you talking to her" i raise an eyebrow, "she said she was your friend" Liam shakes his head, picking at his nails.

"So, you used to ride a motorcycle?" he asked, leaning back in his seat. I shrug, placing my elbow on the table to support my face resting in my palms.

"yup"

"tell me something else that'll surprise me."

"i can shoot a gun with almost perfect aim.

"wow okay, continue."

"i like to cuddle"

"glad we have something in common"

"Liam Payne likes to cuddle? I'm so shocked."

"I'm quite fond of cuddling, i just don't do it often. but, continue?"

I sigh, unamused at his sudden interest, as a small smirk spreads on my lips. might as well have a bit of fun.

"i know how to get you to beg" Liam snorts, throwing his head back as he chuckles. "you're funny. really" he says, rolling his eyes. "I'm not lying. You asked if i've ever given a guy a blow job? yeah, pretty good at it too - and that's not the only thing i know how to do."