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Me & Her

Liam's Point Of View

January 22nd

I wake up the next morning with the Sun that begins to shine on the Inn. I get up, yawning, and walk to my window. The lake is beautiful. Everything is frozen. It must be really beautiful in the summertime with the beaches by the water. I'll have to come back. I have to leave today. Being here for Gyns meant leaving all responsibilities behind. It meant being myself and her friend and only that for three days. Honestly, I felt great not being recognized for once. Not that I don't like being recognized, but I was with Gynie with who I matter with all I am.

I look quickly to the nightstand on my side and I take my phone with me before I walk to the bathroom slowly, as naked as I can be, to get myself a glass of water. I drink it all at once and sit on the toilet to get my things done. I look a the time remembering my flight is at 2:30 PM for LA. It's now 6:30 AM, I barely slept at all. Once I woke up and found Gynie also completely undressed next to me, I started to freak out a little. I freaked out not because of her. She was delicate and tender and surprising and perfect. She was amazing and she still is and it's precisely that that messes up with my head. She made me feel so special. It was like I had butterflies in my tummy when she kissed me. I was scared to feel something stronger than friendship for her. I can't be with Harry's girl. Even though he broke her apart, it would be bad to feel that way about his ex. It would be bad between him and I.

I walk back to the bed and slide between the sheet next to her. What will happen next? I don't know. Plus, there's Cheryl. Since we were on the X Factor in December, we clicked. It was weird, but she is so charming and funny. It was easy for me to feel giddy inside by her presence. I think I like her. Where fits Gynie in all of this?

I look at her sleeping and I can't help but to think back on what happened last night.

***

Gynie presses the few button of the elevator there is. The Inn only has five floors thankfully, as she walks slowly my way. Is she flirting with me? Was I flirting with her too? My mind is going a million miles an hour as the elevator doors open on our floor. I get out and take out my keys to unlock my suite. I get in and take off my coat and walk to the other side of the room to put it on my luggage.

She closes the door behind her and opens the lights. I turn to look at her and she seems happy as she walks slowly to me yet again. She gets on the tip of her toes to be at my height and circles my neck with her arms. She is so close, like she never was before. She slides her hands upper from my chest to my cheeks with all the tenderness in the world.

Even though I just told her she was Harold's, I was a bit jealous of these men and feeling her next to me right now is better than I could ever imagine. Yes, she was my best friend's girlfriend, but he never should have let her go. I told him so, because I know that if it was the other way around I would have made all the sacrifices possible for her. But he did nothing. He did worse than nothing, he broke her heart. I look at her, does she really want this? I need to be sure.

"We shouldn't do this..." I whisper smelling the alcohol of my own breath.

"You are right, but I want to... I want you." She says as she comes closer to me, leaning until our lips mould each other's.

She is so soft, so gentle, so... adorable. Her lips feel amazing on mine. I feel the nervousness in the pit of my stomach getting the best of my body as I need to feel her closer to me. I put my hands on her hips, pulling her closer, and run my hands up and down her body. I feel her hands trying to get a grip of my hair, but she can't since I shaved it a few days ago. It still feels nice to feel her delicate touch pressing my head to hers in this passionate kiss.

She steps back, but I do my best not to break the kiss. As she is about to fall back on the bed, I hold her tighter and lift her to lay her gently on the mattress for me to hover over her. She is so loving as she gives herself to me right now, I just can't keep myself from kissing every inch of her skin. I don't want to force her into anything, so I just keep on tasting every part of her she offers me. She pulls my shirt and makes it undeniable of what she wants to happen. Do I want to have her? What will it mean? A part of me wants to refuse for Harry, but another part wants her too.

She pushes me smoothly aside and it brings me out of my head. She gets off the bed to undress herself. She is beautiful as every moves she makes feels like a dance. She walks back to me to undress me too, before joining me on the bed and sit on my lap.

She feels so warm and tender and completely charming as she intertwines our fingers together. I want her too. I get a bit more eager when her lips find mine again. I can't help myself that, the second her hands release mine, I get mine back on her. I get her out of her underwear once and for all so I can look and feel her entirely.

She is so different from anyone I ever had, but it doesn't make her any less beautiful and desirable. She kisses me with all she has as I try to return the exact same thing. I want her.

I roll on top of her and gain control. I don't waste any more time as my lips trail down her neck as I get myself ready to meet her. I thrust in and my face gets in her hair. It smells good, like it did when I hugged her the second time at the Roundhouse.

Her moans are music to my ears and I give her my all. She makes me feel so great that I lay down by her side and can't keep my eyes off her. I don't say anything, I try to catch my breath as my body is burning hot. I comb her hair out of her face and hold her as close as I can before hearing her cute little snores that act like a lullaby on me. I follow her to the world of dreams all snuggled up in my arms.

***

She wakes up peacefully and rubs her hands on her eyes rigorously as she smirks. I can't help a small giggle.

"Good morning beautiful." I smile to her and push back the hair out of her face.

She frowns and turns to me. She lifts the covers and looks at her naked body before putting them quickly back down.

"Liam?" She says to me with her brows frowned as I sense a bit of surprise. She lifts the covers again and looks at my naked body under it and covering her head with them. She sighs deeply. "Oh my God... I'm so sorry!"

"Why are you sorry? Was I that bad?" I try to joke as I join her under the sheets.

"No... That's the problem. I was stupid and reckless. And drunk." She answers as she can't seem to look at me.

"Hey..." I sweetly whisper as make her look at me with my hand under her chin. "Look at me Gynie... You don't have to be ashamed of anything. You were lovely."

"So it wasn't a dream?" She asks seemingly insecure.

"It depends? Do you often dream of having sex with me?" I try to joke and it gets a smile on her lips.

"No... What does it mean though?"

"Do you trust me?" I ask her as she quickly nods.

I push the sheets away and get closer to her. I take her cheek in my hand and lean in to kiss her. The moment I press my lips on hers, I get this weird feeling. I hover my body over her and deepen the kiss. She circles my neck with her arms and kiss me back, and I feel that she thinks the same thing I do. I break the kiss and lay on my side of the bed looking at the ceiling.

"Oh my God..."