Dear Mr. Bad Boy

Temperary Stay

*This leaves off when Liam is being all sweet and crap*

"Of course. I promise you, Liam. I won't leave." And there we stood, in the middle of my bedroom, in a very awkward position, hugging each other. And to be honest, this is how it should be. People should be able to come to their friend for their problems. Wait, Liam and I are friends? Just friends? Well, that kiss we had said something different. But right now, I just need to savor the moment because I know nothing last forever.

I pulled away from Liam and his eyes were red. He was concerning me. Ever heard the expression big girls don't cry? Well, it's Bad Boys do cry. I mean, we're all human.

I was still looking for an explanation when he grabbed my hand and pulled me to where the bed was. I sat down on one end and he sat on the other. I sat crisscrossed while he stretched his long legs out and his toes touched my feet. Yeah, his legs are that long.

We are now back at staring at each other. Okay, no matter how many times I see his eyes, I'm still going to think they're the prettiest things ever. His baby blue ones put my faded ones to shame. Like I said before, he was still in his suit but he took the blazer off and it was sitting on my spinny chair. He untied his tie and it hung loosely around his neck.

I heard a throat clear and I snapped my head up to look at Liam. He was smirking and I wanted to slap the smirk off his face. Of course, I kept it to myself. "You done checking me out yet?" Liam said with the smirk still playing on his lips. I scoffed and shook my head.

"In your dreams, pretty boy," I said as I grabbed a pillow and chucked it at Liam's head. He caught it and gave me a glare, meaning he wanted to be serious at the moment. I said it once and I'll say it again, I hate serious Liam. I like when he lets me throw a perfume bottle at his head and laughs about it.

"Knock it off, Chloe. We need to talk. I didn't come here just to hug you, I can do that whenever I want." I blushed at his statement but made a curtain with my hair so he wouldn't see my red face. "I came to ask for a favor. You see, Mya told my parents I got into a fight at Prom today. My parents and didn't really give me much to explain on. I found out that Mya made the story a lot worse by saying that I was drunk and went up to some random guy and punched him. So yeah, my mother was infuriated that I got into a fight and now I'm kicked out of the house for who knows how long and I have no one. So can I please stay with you 'till my parents want me back?" Liam asked and explained all this with desperate eyes. I groaned inside my head.

"Fine, I'll help you. But I have a few conditions." I looked over at Liam and he was nodding his head so I continued. "First off, you're going to be telling my mother of this living arrangement in the morning because she's tired from flying all day. Secondly, there's not going to be any funny business with me or my sister, my mom has guns and she isn't afraid to use them. And finally, we're going to be playing twenty questions and I'll be asking all the questions; considering you've been stalking my life for a while now." I smirked and Liam once again nodded his head. Not the reaction I wanted.

"Of course, but I hope she doesn't shoot me. Oh, and no promises on that funny business thing. And yeah, I don't really mind. I mean, I know everything about you, why don't you learn a few things about me?" Liam grinned as he scooted closer to me and I smiled. I was planning on getting very personal with him, he did with me without my permission.

"Alright, first question. How old were you when you had your first kiss? Why did you have it and details." I smiled innocently and Liam rolled his eyes and flopped back on the bed. Oh wow, just realized that was three questions. Oh well, he's going to answer them anyway.

"Well, I was nine and it was a crazy girl named Sammy. She pulled me to the end of the playground and her friends held my hands behind my back. Sammy then pressed her lips against mine and took my first kiss. Sammy did everything in her might to make me kiss her back but I wasn't having it. When she finally let me go, I gagged and spat. I was disgusted that she kissed me. A few years later, Sammy became hot as hell." Liam chuckled after he told his story.