*2 weeks later*
I wake up to my stupid alarm clock, finally being able to go back to school. And see Liam.
Liam.
I kissed Liam. I kissed those soft lips, I was the girl all the girls are going to be envious of. Its a nice feeling, for a change. That they aren't envious of my car, or clothes, my money or looks. They're just gonna be jealous because I kissed the hottest guy in school. I feel normal. I go to my closet and pick out my newest outfit Liam bought me, as a get well present. It was these vintage looking brown combat boots, with a vintage floral cropped shirt, with high waisted dark wash ripped shorts. It was fabulous. I put it on, and grab my keys and walk downstairs.
I hear a gasp behind me. I turn around to see Brandon staring at my clothes.
"Mom is going to KILL you!" he hisses
"Oh, good." I say sarcastically. I roll my eyes and grab a muffin off of the counter.
I hear another gasp and I see my mother, looking at me like I just murdered someone. "What do you think you're wearing?" She asks, harshness in her tone
"Uh, clothes?" I walk to the door, turning around and I laugh a little bit at their faces. "Well, I'll see ya." I say as I walk out the door.
*at school*
I see Liam standing in my normal parking space. "Wow, you look great." He says through my car window. I scoff, flip my hair over my shoulder and say "I ALWAYS look great..." He laughs and so do I. He opens my door for me. Soon as I step outside and close the door, his lips crash onto mine. Surprised, I start kissing him back. He pulls back, chuckles lightly "I was going insane not being able to kiss you."
I blush at what he said, but stand on my tip toes and kiss his cheek. The bell for 10 minutes rings, so we walk into school hand in hand.
When we walk through the doors, girls are giving me glares left and right, staring at mine and Liam's hands. Liam leans his head down to mine. "What are they staring at?" He asks and I laugh.
"They're jealous." He stops and lifts up an eyebrow at me. "Jealous? Why?"
"You don't know?" He shakes his head
"You're, like, the hottest guy in school. Every girl wants to be you're girlfriend, or at least your friend." I look at him.
He scoffs, then chuckles. "I don't want any of those girls. He stops, and turns and looks at me. He cups my face, softy saying "I only want you." I intake a breath as he leans down and gives such a sweet, short, kiss. "Only you." He smiles, grabbing my hand again.
***
When we walk into history class, there's some old lady sitting at Mr. Nick's desk.
On the board it says, "Hey class, I'm sorry I'm not able to grace you all with my presents. I'm have a stomach bug, and I didn't think you'd want to see me puking.
Today you need to work on your essays. Remember, three pages long typed with Times New Roman print and font size 12. You should have had enough time to finish by tomorrow."
Once I'm done, I curse under my breath.
"Goddamnit! Liam, we have one night to get this stupid essay done!" I look at him and recognition passes over his face.
"Let's leave the school for the rest of the day so we can work on it." I nod, knowing that it's going to be a long night. We walk out of the classroom and sign out at the office, because Liam's 18, so it's allowed.
*some time later*
We stop at this really big, grassy, park and sit down in the grass near this pond.
"Okay, so Women's rights....." Liam starts. I stand up. "Let's make an outline. Women should be able to do whatever they want." I had started pacing. "They shouldn't have to wear stupid dresses and play the violin. If they want to play guitar and sing, they should BE ABLE TO FREAKING DO IT!" I started shouting, getting more upset at each word. "THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE TO HAVE THE WEIGHT OF THEIR PARENTS REPUTATION SITTING ON THEM! IT'S NOT THEIR REPUTATION SO WHY THE HELL DOES IT MATTER? THEIR DAUGHTER HAS SO MUCH PRESSURE ON HERSELF EVERYDAY BECAUSE SHE HAS TO HAVE A 4.0 GPA. SHE HAS TO GE A GOODY GOODY. NO, GOD FORBID SHE HAS FUN. GOD FORBID SHE ACTUALLY LIVES A LITTLE!" Liam has stood up, and walked over to me, grabbing my arms which were out on each side. I started crying. "God forbid, she's happy." I whisper and that's when I break. My knees buckle a sob escaping my throat, and Liam catches me. We somehow end up on the ground, Liam holding me and saying "that he knows." and "everything will be okay". I just sit there as everything comes out.
Some times later, I stop crying and look up at Liam. He smiles softly. "Can I ask you something?" I nod my head as he starts to continue "I know we've only know each other for a month or a little more, but I like you a lot, and I wanted to ask if you wanted to be my girlfriend?"
I look down quickly. Shock. It's just pure shock. I look up, and there's hurt ethers across his face. "Yes." I say. He snaps his attention to me, and says "What?" I laugh, holding his face in my hands. "I said, yes." He laughs, and kisses me. He pulls away, but I grab the nape of his neck and pull him to me. I put my forehead on mine and smile. I brush my lips on his, and he starts to kiss me back but I pull away and stand up. "Hey, you tease, come back here!" I laugh as he stands up, and I start jogging away from him. He quickly catches up to me and picks me up, twirling me around. He puts me down "I'll take that kiss now." He says.
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Awe, Liam asked her!!!!! Yay! were you guys expecting Rose to blow up?
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Romance***I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13 AND ITS REALLY TERRIBLE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*** Rose Lewis is a normal girl brought up with an upper class family. Rose plays the violin, but not for her pleasing. That's what she has to live with day by day. Then thi...