Make My Way

Chapter Twenty-Two

Liam's POV

Oh, God. She's so fricking beautiful. How is she so perfect? I love her. I can't deny it anymore. Oh, God, help me. One layer at a time we become closer to each other.

I felt her bare legs against mine and her smooth stomach against mine. Our bodies fit together so perfectly. Her hands ran across my chest and around to my lower back. Her fingers played with the elastic waistband of my boxers. I explored her body, feeling every perfect curve. My hands moved around to her back. I fingered the clasp of her bra.

God I love her.

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Xavier's POV

Merricks foot was in my face again. Why did I agree to sleep in the same room as him? I pushed the foot back up to the top bunk, where it belongs. Two minutes later, it was back. I used my foot to push it back up but it falls down again and kicks me in the face.

I rubbed my nose. I am so done, I thought. I got up out of bed. I didn't bother to put a shirt or pants on, it's 5 AM, who would be in the kitchen.

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Aurora's POV

Vivian and I had been talking for around an hour. I was pretty sure she fell asleep a while ago and I had just been talking to myself for around a half an hour. I had been ranting about Xavier and Caden. They were both so cute. And they had great personalities.

I thought of Neil and Stella, Liam and Willow, and Blake and Aria. I wonder what they're doing....

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Neil's POV

Stella and I were sitting on opposite sides of the bed, watching tv. I could see her eyelids getting heavy and starting to close. I smiled at her. She looked good in that oversize sweatshirt. In the back of my mind, I just wanted to see her in mine.

The show faded into a commercial and I scooted closer to her. She didn't seem to notice. I scooted over again. Nothing. Not wanting to seem like a creep, I didn't move over any more. She got up and walked over to the dresser to grab her phone where it had been charging. She looked over at me and smiled.

Crap. What do I do? Do I smile back, or is that weird? She's coming back to the bed. She sat down closer to me than she was before. Do I put my arm around her, or is that cheesy? I could hold her hand.... Or squeeze her leg.... No. Nope. Can't do it.

We sat in silence for a few minutes just watching the TV. I moved my hand closer to hers and she adjusted herself before I could do anything. I pulled my hand back. I thought for a minute before reaching out and touching her leg. She looked at me, confused. "How did you know I had an itch there?!" she exclaimed and I almost slapped myself. I had one more, extremely cheesy idea.

I pretended to yawn. I stretched my arms and put one around her. She stiffened. At first, she didn't move. Then, she slid off the bed. "I actually need to p- I mean use the um bathroom. Yeah."

She got up and walked out of the room and into the hallway. I stared at the door behind her, confused. There was a master bath connected to the bedroom. I shook it off and powered off the TV. I grabbed the blankets and pillow she had gotten out for me and laid down on the couch to sleep.

I'm such an idiot.

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Aria's POV

The end credits had played and we had watched the little thing that was always in Marvel movies after them. It was a ways past 5 AM. I grabbed the remote again and turned the TV off. I didn't care that it was 5 in the morning. It's not like anyone else in the house would be getting up any time soon.

"What do you think Willow and Liam are doing?" Blake asked.

"Judging by the bed creaking I hear coming from above us, not sleeping."

We laughed together. When we quieted down he whispered softly in my ear, "Want to guess?"

The first kiss was soft, light, barely there. It tempted me. It made me want more. So much more. I kissed him. He kissed back. It was a conversation between our lips. Passion and love being exchanged back and forth, growing each time.

Before long, my hands were feeling the distinct lines on his chest. I played with the waistband of his sweats and he slipped them off, throwing them onto the floor. Any sounds we could hear before were drowned out. My legs touched his, skin on skin. His hands crept up the back of my shirt and up to the underwire of my bra. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and it joined his sweats on the floor.

Our bodies were intertwined together and each movement is like a wave crashing onto the beach. Beautiful and dangerous at the same time. He is so perfect. So incredibly perfect.

Our hot breath warms the other and I could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest. He pulled back for a moment and took a deep breath. He lowered his face to mine. "You know what I just realized? Aria Pyne, I think love you."

"I think I might love you too."

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Stella's POV

I wandered groggily into the kitchen and opened up the fridge, the light almost blinded me. "Ahh!" I heard from behind me. I whipped around to see Xavier standing in just his underwear. "Sorry I didn't think anyone would come down here and seeing I know my way around this place I thought I would just walk around. I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't wake me up I couldn't sleep." I lied. "What are you doing up?"

"Merrick." He said I could he the annoyance in his voice and I knew what he was talking about. Merrick and I had a very strange relationship I hated him but we were still friends and I stilled talk to him. "His foot kept falling off the top bunk and hitting me."

I laughed choking over my water I had been drinking. I noticed a thumping sound coming from the wall connecting to that floors guest room "I'm assuming Liam and Willow are having a good time."

"Haha yeah I know"

"Well I suppose I better go to bed. You know what I look like when I'm crabby. I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight."

"Ok night Stella." He said quietly. I walked upstairs and opened the right side of the French doors that went into my parents room. It was pitch black in the room. I knew he was sleeping. I looked over at his bed and saw his face lit up by his phone screen. I ignored the confusion in his face, got into bed, and fell asleep.