All Along

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

“I really love that dress on you.”

I blushed, looking down at the hunter green sundress my aunt had bought me not too long ago.

“Thank you Liam.” I said as a small smile made its way onto his face after seeing me blush.

It had been a week  since he told me he had feelings for me and ever since then I’ve been on cloud nine. Is it possible to be this giddy? I just never thought he’d like me back.

“It’s the truth, love.”

Still blushing, I straightened out the bottom of the dress while Liam looked inside the brown picnic basket. This was our first official date and he had planned a special lunch in a small park nobody really knew about. It was perfect.

He pulled out two turkey sandwiches, two bottles of juice and a clear container full of strawberries and fruit. He handed me one of the sandwiches and grinning said, “I made them myself.”

I took a bite, they’re pretty good. But then again Liam could give the worst tasting food in the world and coming from him it’d taste amazing.

“Not too bad Payne.”

“Thank you very much. I even left Niall one because he was looking at my every move when I was making them.”

I laughed and his smile grew.

The rest of the day was unforgettable. We sat on the blanket, ate and talked the entire day. It was easy with us. It seemed effortless. Effortless and simple. But I was afraid it wouldn’t last. After all, a guy like him could get any girl.

After the sunset, we packed up what was left and stuffed it into his car. Neither of us wanted the day to end so hand in hand we took a walk through the park.

We ended up at the playground. Liam and I ended up acting like children and pushing each other down the slides and on the swings.

“It’s getting late. Aren’t you going to take me home?”I asked while we were sitting in the sand.

“Not yet.”

He leaned over and gave me my first real kiss. I’ve two kisses before but they really didn’t mean anything. Not anything like this.

My stomach erupted into butterflies. I kissed him back and I swear I felt the whole earth move. It was the best kiss ever imaginable.

After a few moments he pulled away but stayed really close.

“I haven’t officially asked and here I am snogging you.” He whispered, his breath tickling my lips.

“You can kiss me anytime you’d like.” I whispered back jokingly.

He chuckled. “Thank you for granting me permission miss but umm I wanted to ask you something else.”

“What?”

“Would you be my girlfriend Ellie?”

I never thought he’d ask. And now that he had I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t want to be all pushy or needy or desperate. Should I be like ‘Sure!” or “Uh-huh” or “I guess”?  I couldn’t think of the right one so I simply nodded.

He grinned and kissed me again.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. The annoying alarm clock which I always forgot to change woke me up. I was instantly awoken with a massive headache caused by my crying last night.

 I had come home last night absolutely steaming with anger. As I was getting ready for bed I just got sad. Sad about our fight and the fact that Harry was going to bed mad at me, that he never wanted to see me again. Then I finally realized that I had potentially just lost Harry for good. That’s when I started crying all over again.

I cried for hours and hours until I finally fell asleep.

Sighing, I got out of bed and slipped into the first comfy thing I saw, a white daydress that was soft and reached mid-thigh. I put on flip flops went to the kitchen. Grabbing a piece of bread, I sat on the couch and flipped through the channels, nibbling on the bread. It was one of my comfort foods. I honestly just wanted mac n’ cheese but we didn’t have any.

No, click. No, click. Boring, click. Too happy click, No musicals, click. Absolutely not, click.

N- my fingers froze when the image of Patrick Swayze  and Jennifer Grey dancing at the end filled the TV screen.

Tears filled my eyes again when I realized that this was the movie Harry chose the other night to watch with me.

I miss him so much already. I miss his laugh, his dimples, his grin. I miss him making me breakfast and being with me all the time. I miss how annoyingly overprotective and cautious he was with me. Damn it I miss him.

I missed walking up to him that one morning.  I loved waking up that morning and having him be the first thing I saw. I also loved how I fell asleep right next to him. How he sang me to sleep and the last thing I heard was Harry.

Maybe he did mean a little more to me than I had thought.  Maybe I need him more than I thought.

I had to get him back. There was no question about it. I needed tell him I made a big mistake. That maybe I did want him like he wanted me too. That I wanted to find out.

I would be willing to do anything to be by his side again.