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Ch. 30 Girlfriend
“Keegan Leon, I love you.”
This was what he whispered in my ear after I pulled away from his lips, leaving me slightly breathless. His incredibly pure blue eyes stared deep into mine, pleading with me almost. I wasn’t entirely ready to accept any of this, though.
“What about Taylor?” I said softly. “Do you love her?”
He touched my cheek. “I never did and never will. It was only you.”
I pulled away from his hold, hopped over the fence, and stood by the car. He looked back, confused. “What did I do?”
I shook my head and folded my arms. “Your words don’t seem genuine, and if you’re just going to keep using cheesy lines…I…I don’t want to…”
“You don’t want to what, Keegan?” he asked, getting up and approaching me.
I don’t want to admit that I’m falling in love with you harder, I thought.
“Nothing,” I said, turning away. I slipped into the car, waiting patiently as he gathered the blanket and mugs, getting into the driver’s seat. Silence emanated from both of us, and I dared not break it.
But Liam did. He turned to me, grabbing my chin and bringing my face close to his. My heart picked up a notch, but I didn’t pay it mind. All I could think, see, and hear were Liam and his words. Truth to be told, I was tired of hating him for being such a jerk back in California. After all, what was done was done, right? Or was I being too forgiving? What happened if he was just pretending to love me so he could get something out of it? I didn’t know! I felt like I was over-analyzing ever single microscopic movement that he made in an over theatrical way.
“And Keegan, I’m sorry if I just blatantly confess my love for you. It’s cheesy, isn’t it?” he gave a wry smile and continues. His hand looped around my waist, bringing me impossibly close, but I can’t bring myself to stop him. Because in the end, I want this. I want to be close to him and I want Liam to kiss me and never stop. “But I really do mean it. Before I moved away the first time, I thought that you were just going to be the usual crush that every guy has on girl friends. I thought I would just get over it, come back and find you, and then we’d all just be platonic friends. But while I was away for those three long years, building up my acting career, I…I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Every single freaking minute—day and night—I was always wondering if you had already forgotten about me or what I would do when I saw you after I came back. And when did finally see you again, I was just…I was just so struck down by how beautiful you turned out to be. And I know I’ve made a lot of mistakes that I might not every be able to fix, but I’m just asking for a chance. I know all of this sounds so incredibly stupid and cliché, but it’s the truth.”
He took a deep breath and stared at me for the longest while. And then, feeling so unexpectedly bold and forgiving, I cupped the back of his neck and brought down his lips to mine. They moved softly and slowly and I revel in the small ecstasy they bring me. He kissed me again, more insistent this time, his hand squeezing my waist. He pulled back and I was so tempted to kiss him again, but I didn’t.
“Does…does this mean…?” he trailed off, a little breathless, and raised an eyebrow.
I leaned back in my seat and stare into his eyes, offering a small smile. “It means that I forgive you.”
“But do you love me back?” he asked, almost too quietly for me to hear. I glanced away. Did I? I wasn’t sure yet.
“Maybe,” I said.
His hand gripped my chin again and he pressed his forehead against mine. “But are you willing to give me another chance of us being more than friends?”
I gave another half-smile and nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Liam’s grin stretched from ear to ear, and he leaned forward to give me a kiss. And then—
“Liam! I thought you’d be here!” a sickeningly familiar voice squealed from behind us.
Taylor Vantrula’s make up plastered face appeared in Liam’s side of the car and she leaned forward and pecked him on the lips. “Why are you out all alone at our special picnic spot?”
And then she noticed me there, and her face went from preppy and girly to menacingly terrifying.
Liam lightly shoved Taylor away. “This isn’t “our special picnic spot”, Taylor. I’ve never even taken you here before. How did you find me, anyway? Aren’t you supposed to be in California?”
She threw me a glare and flipped her hair. “My brother, your manager, sent me to check up on you to make sure you were all right. After all, you didn’t even take any of our security guards with you! You could have been shot or stabbed, Liam! Anyway, I knew you’d be at the dance, but when I didn’t see you I asked one of those girls who showed up at our house back in Beverly Hills. She said you and the other girl who came to California left together. I’ve been searching for an hour, and I find you here, cheating on me with her.”
“I’m not cheating on, Taylor.” Liam said. I was about to speak up when he continued, effectively cutting me off, “Because we are over. You are not my girlfriend anymore. Keegan is. Well, I hope she’ll be, at least.”
Taylor’s face contorted in disbelieving rage and she let out a blood curdling scream, suddenly ripping open the car door and dragging Liam out. She began to plead with him like a pathetic girl, droning on about how he couldn’t leave her and crap. And me? What did I do whilst a painfully dramatic girl was screaming at the man I was falling in love with?
I sat in the car, blushing like there was no tomorrow.
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