The Good Girl Plays the PLAYER

Chapter 13

Liam was pinned by the neck on his fathers desk with a busted lip, the room was a mess, picture frames scattered on the floor with broken glass , files and documents spread across the room, anything that was once on that desk was now on the floor only to be replaced by the body of the boy who I deeply care about, gasping for air. As his father squeezed tighter around his son's neck, I watched as his face was turning blue and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head and I honest to god thought he was loosing consciousness, or worse, dying. I didn't have time to think, my body reacted on it's own and I ran towards the man who was hovering over Liam's body, hurting him and I pushed him away with all my strength and cry out, "get off of him!!!". He stumbled backwards, loosing his balance and fell to the floor as I turned back to face Liam. "Are you okay?", I ask while cupping his face, checking him over from side to side. He leans up coughing and then surprises me with a really tight hug and it wasn't out of affection, but the desperate need to feel safe and right now that was me, I was his safe place.

When I turned back to look at his father, he was staring at me in horror and shock, I guess he didn't notice me burst into the room, but now that he has, he starts to glare at me. "How dare you...", I interrupt him by not giving him the chance to say anything further and shout in anger, "How dare you!!!", then continue to say , "don't you ever touch him like that again or I will report you to the police!". The stunned and frozen look on his face caused by my threat reassured me that he hand no intention of trying anything else, so I took the opportunity to get Liam up and out of there.

After helping him up, I held his hand tight and Led him out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I am shaking like a leaf, I have never been in a situation like this in my entire life and it terrified me, not to mention the fact that I just threatened the headmaster of my school. Every part of my body was shaking with fear and adrenaline, my legs felt like they were about to give out and I needed them to work. The reception lady was too busy on her cellphone to even notice us leaving, which I am thankful for and rush out the main doors of the school building.

Once we reached a safe and quiet spot, I collapsed to the ground holding my chest with one hand and with the other, I was gripping onto Liams blazer. once I regained some composure, I look up at him and ask, "are you ok?". He kneels down next to me, giving me a shy smile and says, "your asking me if I'm ok? Your the one collapsed on the ground", but then he hugs me again and while holding me, he whispers gently into my ear, "thank you".

This is the second time I have seen this vulnerable side of him and if hugging is all it takes to comfort him, I'm here, always. He's so quiet, so cute and is it shameless of me to be enjoying his scent, the smell of Linx on his body? It's the same one my brothers have, except it smells so much better on him, I could breath it in all day and never get tired of it. Wait, this is not the time to be thinking of stuff like that, "Liam...", I say softly while gently trying to pull away from him. He pulls me closer, holding me tighter, "don't... Don't pull away from me, not yet", he whispers next to my ear and I hear a sob escape from his lips.

Huh? is he crying? I've never seen him cry before and him pulling me closer like this has my heart beating like crazy. I guess he doesn't want me to see him this way and that's why he pulled me back but my stupid heart is affected by him even in this most inopportune moment. Stupid heart, learn to choose your moments! I scold myself.

We stayed like this for a while and when he finally pulls away he says, "sorry, I feel better now". "Oh...ok", I reply shyly feeling my cheeks heat into a blush. I glance over to him, noticing his glossy blue eyes and his long eyelashes, which seem to shine in the sunlight and boy does he look beautiful, even in a moment like this.