FALLING

SEVENTEEN

The time at my parent's house has really flown by, it's Saturday night now our last night here before we fly out tomorrow afternoon back to Georgia.

I didn't see much of Liam yesterday, Seth decided to take him out on an all-boys day doing only God knows what while I stayed home and spent some much needed time with my mom. All I know is that they must have come home sometime in the wee hours of the morning. As for today he never showed up to breakfast, and only came out at lunch where he seemed still hungover from the night before. We only said a few words to each other, and since then he has been napping in his room.

So I've spent most of the day in my room, watching Netflix and talking with London, we even faced timed Emma to see how her Thanksgiving went. Before hanging up the phone we decided that after I finish shooting, we will all take a much-needed girls trip just the three of us.

So here I am in my room trying to figure out what I'm going to wear for my last night in town. We decided we would all go out tonight to one of our favorite spots for drinks and dancing. And for the life of me, I can't decide on my black dress or this short lavender dress, both hit me about four inches above my knee, while the black dress has capped sleeves the lavender dress is sleeveless and clings to all my curves. I know that if I don't choose one before London gets here she will have me going out in the most slutiest outfit I own, which most likely is one of her dresses she left behind.

After deciding on the lavender dress I decided to wear my hair up in a high messy ponytail with a few loose tendrils surrounding my face, my makeup looks good thanks to the facial I decided on getting this afternoon and I decided to go a little heavier than usual with a smokey eye look.

"Damn girl, you look so hot!" I hear London say as I turn to see her standing in my doorway. "I can't believe this, I didn't have to help you at all this time and I don't want to change a thing," she says grinning like a proud accomplished mama.

"You think I look alright? Makeup not too much?" I ask worried I may have put too much on.

"Are you kidding me, you look absolutely gorgeous, stunning darling really," she says in her fake English accent. "So is Charlotte still here?"

"Nope, she left yesterday." I wink at her.

"Good, because I'm going to tell him how I feel tonight," she says with such determination, I, on the other hand, am completely shocked that she is even thinking about going through with this.

"Come on are you serious, what are you going to say?" I ask getting a little worried I may lose this deal and have to spill my feelings to Liam.

"I've given this a lot of thought Sam, it's been like what eight years or so that I've been madly in love with him it's about time I say something get all these feelings off my chest. I thought you wanted me to tell him?" she frowns at me.

"I did but that was before he brought home Charlotte. I just don't want you to get hurt in all this." I say walking up to her grabbing her hands on mine. " You are my best friend, and he is my brother and I can't lose either one of you if this turns out badly."

"Listen I promise no matter what happens nothing will change between us. The worse thing that can happen is I go back to where I am right now, but at least I won't have any regrets," she says sure of herself as I nod along with her.

"Come on let's go loosen up and have a couple of shots before we head out tonight because like hell I'm going to need them," London says as we both go downstairs to the bar area and pour our drinks.

Taking a shot of tequila or more like two shots was a ritual back at home before we would go out to a club. It's not that I'm an uptight person, far from it, but with a little fire in my belly, I feel like it wipes away all reservations I may have and I'm able to let loose completely and enjoy myself.