"Your Still The One?" A Liam Fanfic Sequel to "Nobody Compares" by EB

Chapter 13

Liam's POV

            I understand where she is coming from I know its a drastic change Im asking of but I need her. Having her be so far away from me its the hardest thing I have ever had to live with. I guess I should be glad that she is willing to at least consider it. I won't push it anymore at least not for now, maybe later when both of our minds have cleared off.

            We spent much of the day just exploring what was left of Paris, France. She insisted on how we should get my parents something since we both have not seen them in a while. I know she was more than likely saying it because she knew how bad I was at doing this whole gift thing, or maybe that's just me. Sometimes I don't even know honestly. We ended up getting a bottle of rustic wine and for my sisters some nice jewelry from an old vintage shop. Darlyn had more eye for things like these at the end of the day which woman doesn't like shopping eh? 

            Back in the hotel Darlyn starts to pack up both of our luggage's quite nice and neat. While I just lay there flipping the channels and watching "James Corden's: A League of Their Own" on the telly. She says that she doesn't know how I can travel with such mess in my luggage. I tend to just throw things everywhere mostly because we are jumping from plane to hotels in less than hours so why even bother. But its nice to have someone that looks after you and cares for you enough to bother and make it perfect for you, like she does.

             I notice as she later retreats and I hear the water running coming from the tub. My eyes leave the telly as I glance to the bathroom door which is slightly opened. I watch as her garments hit the floor and she climbed in. It takes everything inside of me to not jump inside that tub and take a shower along with her. So i get up and shut the door quietly and climbed back to bed my eyes rolling at her expense. Once she's done I hear the door open and she comes out in one of my tee's. She releases her hair from her pony tail and her hand travels to her face yawning.

            "What's wrong?" I mutter.

            "I'm just tired"  her head cocks to one side.

            "Come" I gesture patting on the covers. She smiles and drags herself climbing on the bed next to me. Her hair falls at my bare chest with her head on top of my arm. Her back is pressed against me and my hand travels to her waist pressing my fingers lightly on her skin. I kiss her cheek subtly as I take in the smell of her body wash.

            "You smell delicious" I whisper and she smiles shyly.

            " We should really go to bed though"

            "We are in bed" I wink at her.

            "You know that's not what I meant" she playfully swats at me and a small yawn leaves her mouth.

            "Fine, but I better have a rain check for that. After you have tease fully left me wanting" and my eyes hint at the unopened now closed bathroom door.

            "Oh" and she laughs and turns to kiss me her fingers caught in my hair. I can't help but grin at her reaction.

            "Sleep Ms. Owens. I believe Wolverhampton awaits" I smile kissing her forehead as she slowly falls back to sleep and I turn off the telly but stay up watching her sleep. Man she is one beautiful sight of a woman, I run my fingers through her hair until I fall asleep myself next to her.

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