Maybe(A Liam Hemsworth Fanfiction)

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Chapter 31
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The sushi restaurant Liam took me to was amazing. Besides the waiter that kept staring at Liam and batting her eyelashes. I wanted to pounce on her and rip every fake eyelash and hair extension from her snotty little head, but I didn't, for Liam's sake. When we got back to the car, he looked extremely pleased with himself.

"Daniella Everly, are you jealous?" He smirked, raising one eyebrow.

"Are you kidding me? Why would I be jealous of a desperate waitress?" I scoffed.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you looked like you wanted to jump across the table and stab her with a fork?" He chuckled.

"Was it that noticeable?" I said, biting down on my freshly painted nails. "And for the record, I have a right to be jealous when some wannabe waitress starts draping herself all over my boyfriend right in front of me."

" I think it's adorable that you're jealous. Don't worry." He smiled. We pulled up to Club Echo, and walked straight to the front of the line. The bouncer let us right in. Drunk people crowded the dance floor, while some
Ke$ha song played through the speakers. Liam ordered a beer, and I ordered a Diet Coke, as usual. We were walking to find a seat in the densely packed room, when some random guy tried to feel me up. Key word:tried. I gave him a sharp right hook, and kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. Liam just stared at me, before yanking me by my wrist into a small room.

"What the hell was that?" He whisper-yelled.

"Some guy tried to feel me up so I beat him up. What's you're problem? Every time something like this happens you always get super defensive and protective, and it's really getting on my nerves." I snapped, pulling my wrist out of my his strong grip.

"Excuse me, but I have a right to be mad when MY girlfriend starts flirting with other people?" He yelled.

"Excuse ME, but you have no right to be mad at said girlfriend when she did nothing wrong. 1, I was not flirting with him. 2. I handled the situation and 3 I do not appreciate you yelling at me. I have done nothing wrong." I spat. His eyes softened a little, and he mumbled an apology. We linked hands, and he led me to the dance floor. Thankfully, the song was decent, and we danced for a while until I got tired. The decision of wanting to go home was mutual, so we got in his car, driving to my apartment.