The Story of Us

Ch. 20 What the Hell

Ch. 20 What the Hell

                I stood in front of the dressing room. My heart quickened slightly as I heard the rustle of someone inside.

                How did I know it was Liam’s room?

                The pure smell of aftershave and cologne, as well as a hint of Liam’s original pine smell, was coming off the door in waves.   

                That, and the huge sign on the door that spelled out his name.

                Without knocking, I entered. There was no one else besides Liam, who was resting peacefully on the couch. He looked up as he saw me enter the room.

                And nearly exploded.

                “What are you doing here?” Liam yelled in outrage. He jumped to his feet as I locked the door behind me. “Hey, unlock the door!”

                “No.” I said, smiling sweetly. “I need answers as to why you’re treating me like we’re not even friends before, and I’m going to get them. Right now.”

                He snorted disdainfully, glaring at me. “We were never friends, Keegan. Get that through that stupid little thick skull of yours.”

                “So going on vacation together, sharing tons of secrets with each other, watching movies and snuggling up to another, and you confessing your love for me at that camping trip isn’t friendship?” I let out a bitter chuckle. “Wow, then I must have absolutely no friends at all.”

                “Look, just tell me why you’re here! Why won’t you leave me alone?” Liam growled. “Is it because you want money? A chance at the spotlight or whatever? Or are you just jealous of Taylor and me?”

                I stared at him and raised an eyebrow. “Jealous? Seriously? You really think I’m that low?” I scoffed. I started walking towards Liam, my anger sizzling within me. My ex best friend had become a total brat. It was like the old Liam that I knew and loved when we were friends had crashed into some island to never be found again. I jammed a finger at his chest. “You’re the one who said that he never stopped loving me! You’re the one who said that you only kept Taylor as a girlfriend to make me jealous. You’re the one who I told that my father committed suicide because of me when I had forgotten. And you’re the one who used that against me.”

                “Don’t you try and push the blame on me—”

                “Well, guess what, because I am!” I yelled, shoving him. His knees hit the couch, causing him to topple backwards. So, of course, Liam latched onto the nearest thing for an anchor.

                Me.

                I was so surprised that I didn’t resist at all as Liam accidentally pulled me on top of him.

                Now, what happened next was purely out of coincidence. Because, believe me, I did not want that to happen.

                I slammed into his chest, hard, my lips suddenly pressing against his. Accidentally, of course.

                I nearly exploded as well.

                The jerk just stole my very first kiss.

                And then the unthinkable started happening.

                Liam began to move his lips against mine. He started actually kissing me. Of course, my mind was still very much in shock. So my lips, on their own accord, started kissing him back. I could feel his heart pounding against his chest as I rested my hands there, taking in the gentleness of his lips. In some part of my brain, I was screaming at myself. I mean, come on! I was kissing Liam Sheppard. Why? I didn’t know. The real question is why I wasn’t stopping and pulling away. And why Liam wasn’t either.