Chapter 4: Moving In 1
The muffled shouting echoed in my ear. I squeeze one eye open and see my mother standing with hands on her hip by my bedroom doorway.
"Winter!" my mom shouted. I groaned and covered my face with my pillow. The sound of my mother's footsteps became louder as she snatched the pillow on my face away.
"You need to get up right now. Mr. Liam's mother and your father have agreed that you move in with Mr. Liam a week from now on."
"What?!" I exclaimed as I jumped up.
"Exactly why you wake up, start packing, and buy more appropriate clothes," told my mother. I groaned again, causing my mother to glare at me.
"Fine," I said in a groan.
~~~~~Processing~~~~~
I ran my fingers through a bunch of clothes on a hanging rack. Dillon then asked,
"What are you going to buy?"
"Mom said to buy 'more' appropriate clothes. You wanna help me find some?" I asked. Dillon nodded his head and explored in the opposite direction from me. Yep, I'm in a clothing store.
As I was rummaging through some clothes, I found a pair of red vans.
"Oh, neat," I said to myself. I picked up the red vans and dropped them in my shopping bag.
"I think this dress would look fabulous on you," a voice said. I looked behind my shoulder and saw a beautiful black dress.
"Dillon, this is a bit too elegant for a casual day," I said. Then, Liam's face popped out behind the dress.
"You think so?" asked Liam. I gasped in surprise, then glared at him and searched for Dillon. Before I could take a step, Liam pinned me with his arm stretched outward to the shelf behind me.
"What are you doing?" I asked. Liam's face neared onto mine, making it clear to see his drowning blue eyes. I quickly turn my head away. I then smelled something awful.
"Liam, are you drunk?" I ask again.
"You mean, 'Did you drink'?" corrected Liam in a raspy voice.
"Whatever it is."
"I'm not drunk, just tipsy."
"Ugh, just get off of me, you're in my way of shopping." I push Liam away and dust myself off. Liam then put the dress away and looked at me.
"What are you looking at?" I ask.
"Why are you looking at me looking at you?" asked Liam.
"I asked first."
"It would be more preferable to answer my question first," Liam smirked as I rolled my eyes. I then took out my iPhone and made a call to Dillon.
"Hey, Dillon. Where are you?" I ask.
"I'm near the fitting room," answered Dillon.
"Alright, I'm coming over there."
"Okay."
--beep--
I end the call and glance back at Liam who was still watching me.
"What's your problem? You just harassed me and now you're stalking me?"
"I need a ride home," said Liam.
"I think you should do a better job of researching. I'm not your uber driver."
"You won't even care to drive a "drunk" person home?"
"Look, aren't you wealthy enough? You can call a taxi or call your driver." I then took bigger strides and headed towards where Dillon was.
"We're both gonna live with each other, why not just go together?" I ignored Liam and flicked my middle finger, leaving him behind.
A WEEK LATER ...
I stacked a bunch of clothes and makeup products into my red suitcase. Finally, I put my tablet and charger in the suitcase. I headed downstairs with my suitcase as Dillon came up to me,
"Winter, remember to bring your pepper spray?
"Shh, don't say that out loud, or mom's going to kill me." Dillon smiled and I did too. I walked out of the door as my mother and father came to give me a hug.
"Don't do anything stupid, you hear me?" said my mom. I nodded as my dad kissed me on the forehead and added,
"I'm going to miss you. Stay safe, okay?" I nodded again. A black Ferrari 812 car then arrived in front of me.
"I think that's your ride," said Dillon. As the man stepped out of the car, Liam's face appeared. He walked around his car and shook hands with my father and mother.
"Good day, Mrs. and Mr. White," greeted Liam. Both my parents smiled and nodded their heads. Liam then opened the passenger seat's door and gestured his hand to tell me to get in. I jumped in the car as my suitcase was thrown in the trunk by one of my bodyguards. I look at Dillon through the window as he waved goodbye. Liam then got in and started driving.
As the sun started setting down, I realized how far me and Liam's house were apart. I looked out the window to see tall trees passing by us. Then, as we got to a bridge, a big river appeared before the trees. The nightlights were on and a small festival could be seen right beside the river.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" asked Liam. I ignored his question as I kept looking out the window.
"The last time we did archery was quite fun, wasn't it?" asked Liam again.
"I should've shot at your face instead," I said.
"That's too bad you didn't."
"Can't you shut up for a second?"
"Can't you stop making a reaction at everything I say?" I clicked my tongue and glared at Liam as he chuckled softly.
"I bet you have hundreds of exes that want to punch you in the face," I said.
"No, darling. My face was too beautiful for any of them to want to punch me."
"First of all, I'm not your darling."
"Awe, why not, darling?"
"Just stop," my face cringed in annoyance.
Liam smirked, showing his dimples. I scoff in disbelief. I then turned on the radio as a song came on. (Go to the media at the top of the chapter and play the music.)
Well, I will call you darlin' and everything will be okay
'Cause I know that I am yours and you are mine
Doesn't matter anyway
In the night, we'll take a walk, it's nothing funny
Just to talk
I listen to the lyrics in awkward silence. Why is it saying "darling"? Stupid song. Then another part of the song came up.
Put your hand in mine
You know that I want to be with you all the time
You know that I won't stop until I make you mine
You know that I won't stop until I make you mine
Until I make you mine
"Doesn't this song make a good-night vibe?" asked Liam. He turned up the volume and started smiling, bouncing his head. I shrugged with no energy and continued to look outside the window. The song continued through the night as I subconsciously fell asleep.
~~~~~Chapter 4 Ends~~~~~
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