Emily's POV.
I wake up to Liam carrying me to our room. We pass a window with the light shinning bright right outside it, and I can see a tear roll down his cheek.
I press my head against his chest and I can feel a lump in my throat starting to form.
His body his really warm and his heart is pounding.
Liam opens the door to our bedroom and the cold air from inside hits us.
As he walks to the bed he trips over clothes and I can hear him cuss underneath his breathe.
I can't help but to giggle a little bit and he notices.
"You awake?" Liam gently sits me down on the bed and crawls to the other side.
"Every since you picked me up." I pull the blanket over us and face towards him.
"Oh. Sorry about that. Goodnight." He rolls over and sniffles.
"Liam?" I poke his back.
"Yeah?" He doesn't turn.
"Is everything okay? I noticed you were crying in the hallway as you carried me." It goes silent and I swear I heard my organs move.
He finally turns over and his face is soaked from the tears.
Before he says anything i cuddle up next to him and hold him.
I hear him cry even harder and the lump in my throat is back.
"Everything will be okay in the end." I rub his hack.
"How do you know?" Liam pulls away.
"Because if it's not okay, then it's not the end." I wipe away his tears and try to smile.
I tear slips out and I try to wipe it but Liam sees it.
"No, don't cry. Just think about what you told me." He pulls me closer and plays with my hair.
I think about what I just told him.
'What if it's not okay in the end?' I ask myself.
"I love you." I hear his thick raspy voice say after a few minutes of silence.
"I love you." I say back in return.
"I have to go to my apartment
tomorrow and check the mail. I haven't been there in weeks." Liam's voice is more calm.
"Okay. I need to stop by my house...maybe my dad is there." I give Liam a kiss and we say our goodnights.
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I wake up to the smell of bacon.
"Rise and shine!" I hear Liam call through the hallway as he gets closer.
"I'm up, I'm up." I swing my legs over the side of the bed and step onto the floor.
"Come on. I made breakfast." Liam motions for me and I walk to the kitchen with him.
There's a plate full of pancakes and bacon. Syrup is on the table and the milk and orange juice is out.
"What's all this about?" I grab an empty plate and put a couple pancakes on it and some bacon.
"We need, you need a good
breakfast. We have a lot to do today, you know?" I takes a piece of bacon and dips it in syrup.
"Like what? Going to your house, well, apartment and my house? So much to do." I wave my hands sarcastically.
"And pick up Brayden, grocery shop, and we have to go talk to the police or whatever." He takes a drink of my orange juice.
