Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story)

Chapter 51

"I'm coming" Liam texts.

My excitement grows. I smile, catching Aunt Lana's attention.

"Someone's excited," she said, sitting down beside me in the living room. "So, who's the boy?"

That reminded me. Dinah and I never told Aunt Lana the truth about Liam and her. "Liam," I hesitated, knowing she will react indifferently. However, she seem to be more amuse than confuse.

"Oh, Liam," she said in a flirty way. "Congrats. I knew you two will end up together."

"I'm sorry, but what?" I asked.

"You and Liam," Aunt Lana said. "Dinah told me everything."

"Oh," I said, nodding to her words.

She begins to ask me some more questions about Liam and me, and I try to answer the best I could.

I talk about the time I was living with Camila and Liam coming to my life. I talk about Troy, which caused her to be a little bit concern, but I told her not to worry. I talk about Dinah's scheme but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Oh, that's him," I said.

I walk to the door, but before I open it, I ran my hands through my hair and push them behind my shoulders. I turn the knob and pull the door. Liam, dress in very nice tux and pants, stood in front, holding a rose in his hand.

"Hey," I greeted him.

"Hey," he replied, handing me the rose. "This is for you."

I grab the rose, and for a moment, I feel deja vu. Just about two months ago, Troy did the same thing before he stole my keys. The memory, no matter how much I want to erase it, was a good one for Troy. And now, he's gone, and I'm moving on with someone better.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah," I said, giving out a smile.

I walk into the kitchen and pull out a pair of scissors in a drawer. I trim the stem to the best forty-five degree angle I could cut it. I place it in the vase that was already filled with flowers and turn back to Liam. "Okay, ready to go?" I ask him.

"Yeah," He said, holding out his hand.

I walk to him, telling Aunt Lana that I will be back around nine. I grab Liam's hand. We exit the apartment and soon, the building. He opens the door for me, and I thank him. After he closed my door, Liam ran to his side and jump in. He turns on the engine, and I control the radio. I set the volume low. During the forty-five minute ride, we sat in comfortable silence. However, there were instances where I wanted to speak, but he looked busy, watching the road.

I unbuckle my seat as Liam runs around the car and opens my door. He let out his hand once again. I take it, and he helps me get out. I observe the building, astonish by its massive size.

I see Liam's eyes on me. "This is the restaurant?" I question.

"Yeah," he answers. "Come on." He let his elbow out and anchor my arm around it.

We walk into the building. My eyes are blown away by how luxurious it look. Many chandeliers were hanging up in the ceilings, shimmering and reflecting the lights. Liam and I stop in front of a waiter behind the counter.

Liam and I greeted him. My eyes travel back to scenery. I observe the people and what they wore, and I knew that my outfit did not fit this place. From what I see, this place is expensive. The food was serve in an organized manner. The scent of salsa flew to me.

Okay, Ally. Act like you belong here.

Liam and I follow the waiter up the elevator. Once we got on the third floor, the waiter shows us our room. Liam let me walk in first.