Safety 》Liam Dunbar

11; LIFE

This chapter Caroline and Liam are a bit rebellious.

       "You are so not fine."

       He chuckled a bit as I looked him over again. "I am very fine."

       "You saying that proves you aren't." I said stubbornly, looking straight at his eyes defiantly. Police Officers and medics pushed us around as we were in the middle of the hallway. I blocked out their loud voices and focused only on Liam. After dad and Stiles pestered me about what just happened, which I'm still confused about, I had left searching for this Liam's cute face.

       Apparently, Violet is crazy and had attacked a player from the other team and Scott McCall. Which is a major no-no. Scott managed to overpower her easily which I could guess from the size of his arms.

       Liam wasn't involved in the ruckus but on the field he got in a rough tackle with two other guys. Since I'm pretty sure lacrosse isn't anything like football I don't think that was necessary. I could hear a loud snap all the way from the stands. When Liam didn't get up I knew it was him that was injured, but Mason held me back like I was a dog on a leash.

       "Care, stop talking about it," He sighed tiredly, grabbing my small fingers delicately and gently. Just his action made me shut up and press my lips in a firm line. He kept fiddling with my fingers a bit before saying, "I can't believe we lost."

       "It was just a scrimmage game." I interjected but widened my eyes when I realized I talked. He squeezed my fingers a bit in acknowledgment.

       "I know. Honestly, I was hoping to impress you." The way his neck and ears seemed to turn a strawberry red made me blush too. "This is kind of a date."

       I couldn't help but giggle at the simple word; date. Goodness, I'm such a freshmen girl. "Who says the date has to end now?" After only getting to spend five minutes with him, having to watch him get tackled ten times tonight, and Violet going insane in the locker room, I feel like I need more time with him.

       "My curfew," Liam said cutely, lowering his voice like he didn't want to admit it. He blushed even more as he stared at the ground. "Mom said I had to be home after the game."

        I giggled even more. A happy smile on my lips permanently when I'm around Liam. I'm starting to like the way I act around him. Usually I try to keep cool and collective around guys, but I guess that's not who I am.

       I'm goofy, loud, and a very giggly-girly girl who could kick your ass if needed- or for fun.

       I pursed my thin lips in thought before shrugging at my idea. "Why don't we just go back to your place?"

       With that, a boyish smile was on his face as my idea registered in his brain.

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       In this grade, going over to a boys house meant something. It meant taking off your security panties and doing the sexy tango under the sheets.

       A lot of girls already had lost their virginity in my grade during the summer. Some say 'what's their to wait?', or 'might else well get it over with'.

       To be honest, I'm actually surprised that I'm a virgin myself. Not only am I popular enough to get any guy I want, but I've read probably the most descriptive and dirtiest things out there that created my sexy imagination. The only thing that was holding me back was the fact that I don't want to be slut shamed like all those other girls.