Chapter 19: Interrupted

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Previously in chapter 18...

"You really are so beautiful Emily. Do you know that?"

"Your just saying that because you can see my bra through this shirt Liam."

"It's nothing to do with that, I hadn't even noticed. I'm only speaking the truth. My mom always told me to admire the beauty in life and that beauty is standing right before me."

"I..."

"Shush. Don't argue, you are beautiful and always will be."

"But yeah, sexy bra. Stripey? I like it."

"LIAM!"

"What are you going to do about it?"

"OH YOUR SOON KNOW."

"That killed me but how does it feel that you've been tackled by a girl?"

"It feel like an honour to be tackled by someone as beautiful as you." Liam reaches up and puts a piece of hair behind my ear, I can't help myself, I need to do this. Looking between his eyes and lips, I lean down and am almost 2 centimetres away from his lips. This is about to happen?

"Uh-humm."

"Mom? Dad? This really isn't what it looks like."

"Mr and Mrs Burkhart. It's a pleasure to meet you, you have an amazing daughter." My dad glares at him as my mom just stares at me so confused, oh god this is not happening.

Quote...

"We must accept finite dissapointment, but never lose infinite hope." - Marten Luther King

***Emily's P.O.V***

Liam? Seriously? I know that you are super polite and everything but this is totally the wrong fucking time to say that. I mean seriously, they have just come into there own house to find there only daughter sat ontop of a guys crotch with a see through top and he is topless and it's not Chr... fuck! How the fuck am I going to explain this to them? This is going to break there hearts. Oh god I completely forgot about all of this?

"Can someone explain to me right now why the hell I have just witnessed you sat underneath my daughter? I swear to god that if you do not get out of this house in 3 seconds I will take you outside my self and son, you will not know what is coming for you." Oh, my, fucking god. What the hell does my dad think he is playing at? "Dad! Don't speak to him like that. He has done nothing wrong." I have never seen the look of anger so deep in my dads eyes. Shit, somethings going to go down if I don't do something now.

Standing infront of Liam, I nod at him wanting to pull him into a hug but I know I really can't do that in this situation right now. Daym you fucking parents.

"I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding Mr and Mrs Burkhart." Looking down, Liam walks out of the front door as quickly as he could with the look of serious anxiety written all over his face. For oodness sake, why did this have to happen after a really good day?

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Never in my life would I think that I would come home to find my only daughter practically grinding on a bloke who as a matter of fact, was topless. What would of happened if myself and your mother hadn't of turned up? Then what would it of lead to?"

Is this seriously how my own dad sees me? With the way he is acting it was as if he saw me fucking the brains off Liam and chanting his name like it was #1 in the top 40. No, I was just inches away from his lips!

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