Breathe

Chapter 5- View Points

Liam's P.O.V.

I don't really know what I felt like when I was around Kate. I mean, yes she is my brothers best friend and I've known her basically all my life, but there was just something about her that made me look at her as more than just my brother's best friend.

I know that I always act like such a jerk around her, but it's because I don't know exactly how I feel when I'm with her. Sometimes, I just want to take her in my arms and dance with her, then other times I want to just argue with her because she talks to me the most when we go back and forth bickering.

I knew that her parents were divorced and I knew that her mom passed away so I understood why she was so closed on the idea of love.

Ever since I was a little kid, I was always so jealous of Alex getting to spend time with her. I guess that was partially my fault though that I didn't make much of an effort to get to know her as well as Alex knows her. Then I got sucked into the whole popularity crowd thing and it all just went downhill from there. I hated having to pretend like I was "Mr.Popular" every two seconds of the day. I just wanted to get out of that zone of wanna-be-famous teenagers. I figured that breaking it off with Mandy, who was the worst girlfriend in the entire world, would be a good start to allow me to slowly slip away from those kind of people.

I hated how the only way I could get Kate's attention was to be a jerk to her. And I know that it was wrong to make a big scene in class that one day, but if I hadn't, I could still be laying on my bed just trying to think of a way to get to know her better. A way to just be with her.

I just don't know what I felt when I was around Kate, but it was something that I couldn't give up on.

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"Alright Liam, you asked me a bunch of questions. Now it's your turn," Kate said, standing up from the fouton.

I nodded my head in agreement, actually kind of nervous about what she was going to ask me. I stood up and walked over to the fouton taking a seat and getting comfortable.

"Recording in three,two,one," she said as she pushed the red button down on the video camera. "Well Liam, since you gave me such a hard time with this topic, I'm going to give it right back to you." A small smirk spread across her face that made her look even more beautiful than normal. I fought the urge to just lean over the coffee table and kiss her.

"What is your opinion on love?" she asked turning her eyes up to look at me.

Whenever her brown eyes looked at mine, I don't know what came over me. It was an unexplainable feeling that I couldn't ignore no matter how hard I tried.

"Well.." I began kind of nervous. I could hear my heart thumping in my ears. "I most definitley believe in love."

The expression on her face was priceless. Her eyes opened wide and her eyebrows scrunched together with confusion and shock.

"Wait, you're telling me that Mr.Popular believes in love?" she asked, breathtaken.

"Of course I do," I said firmly looking into those big brown eyes of hers.

"Why?" she asked.

I was going to make up some fake reason, but then I'm not really sure what exactly came over me..

"Well because I know what it's like to love someone, no matter what the differences are," I said honestly. My heart began beating faster with nerves as her expression on her face turned blank.

There was an awkward tension between us that I just wanted to end.

"Uh..okay..um.." she stuttered.