CHAPTER 11-
Liam was sitting on the couch in the room. Zayn said that he wouldn't be able to sleep with Louis next door so he moved in with Niall and them. I stood in front of Liam and crossed my arms.
"Talk to me baby, please." I begged.
"I couldn't do anything." He whispered.
"To what?" I asked.
"To that man, the one who whistled at you girls and called you a slut." He looked up and tears were forming.
"Liam, you nearly did. The other lads forced you into the limo so you wouldn't kill the douches." I sat beside him.
He looked over and wrapped his arms around me. He nuzzled his face into my neck and I ran my hands through his hair. He mumbled something I didn't catch and lifted his head up. I connected our lips and things started to get heated.
Liam licked my lip, asking for entrance and I denied. He smirked and took my bottom lip between his teeth and I gasped. Still smirking his tongue slipped into my mouth and explored. His hands were on my hips and rubbing my hips through my dress. Without warning his hands started to go down my dress to my thighs and slipped under the skirt.
He rubbed my inner thigh and I moaned. My eyes widened and Liam pulled back.
"That's so hot, babe." He said huskily before kissing me again, with warm passion.
His fingers drifted higher and I felt himself brush my leg and gasped. His fingers hooked themselves around my panty line and I pulled away.
"L-Liam…" I whispered and looked away.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry Drew. I know that you're not ready for this, I just got carried away. I'm sorry baby, I don’t want to hurt you—" He rambled.
"Liam, it's okay. I want to." I smiled at him.
"You…do?" He stared at me in shock and I nodded. "Don’t worry, I'll be gentle." He kissed my forehead.
I nodded and he smiled. He leaned back in and kissed me lightly, almost like a hesitant first kiss. I smiled and kissed him back harder. His hands resumed their earlier position, rubbing my inner thighs. It sent tingles throughout my body and I felt him growing against my leg. I moved my leg and he groaned. I smirked and Liam's fingers pulled my panties down a little bit.
Without warning I stood up and got off of the couch. Liam looked confused and I rolled my eyes. I lifted my hair up and indicated the zipper.
"Can you unzip me, please?" I asked.
Liam jumped up and slowly pulled down the zipper. As he did he placed kisses along my shoulder blades and neck. I leaned back into him and he pulled off his shirt. After Zayn left Liam had changed into boxers and a muscle T-shirt and that was now gone. Let me take the time to say this, Liam has some huge muscles! Using one arm he lifted me up and I hooked my legs around his waist. His hand was under my bum and his other was pressed against my back.
Next thing I know, I'm lying on the bed and Liam is hovering over me. His eyes darkened with lust and love. He leaned down and peppered my face with kisses. I giggled and ran my hands across his stomach and felt his abs even when he wasn't flexing.
"Sit up." He mumbled and I did.
His hand went behind my back and unclipped the bra, letting my breasts free. He kissed me again and covered my breast with his huge hands. I drifted my hands down to the hem of his boxers, getting a moan out of his lips. I smirked and slipped them off of his body.
He chuckled and dipped his head down to my swollen lips, capturing them again. Wow, let's take a moment to think about me life. I was a simple girl from Mullingar, Ireland. Then my brother became famous and I met his band mates, fell in love with one. Dealt with hate from fans, and now… I'm about to lose my virginity to my brother's best mate, who I have fallen in love with. What. The. Actual. Fuck. Has. Happened. To. Me?
