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12: The Not-So Lovely Tale of Being Alone

 🎁 Blake Christian – Dec. 12, 2014

   Liam wouldn’t stop looking at me since Fae had broken us out of our trance – after I thought I heard him whisper “challenge accepted”  I had questioned him about it but he simply ignored and maintained an intense stare with me, one that put me in a trance – making my blush and scurry off of his lap, to my spot at the entrance of “Santa’s Wonderland”. We had two minutes till the mall opened.

   “You so have a crush on him,” Fae teased before scurrying over to her spot.

    I had felt his gaze on back, and when I turned to watch Joe help the kids up the steps I would look at him, our gazes locking. You could say that I was a blushing mess.

   That afternoon, after our shifts had finished, Liam walked me to my car again but rather than waiting for me to be seated in the car, he pressed me up against the side of it, hands on my arms as his lips connected to my cheek for a brief moment.

   “I knew that you fancied me,” he murmured before stepping back and turning around to walk to his car, hands stuffed into his pocket.

   I once again didn’t tell Fate what had happened but eventually, she had found a way to know. How did she find out? Well, she came to the mall the following day, using her lunch break to see us just as our shifts ended and was headed to the dressing room.

   “Blake Christian!” She yelled, making me turn away from my conversation with Joe and Liam to see her running toward me, phone in hand. “I have officially got blackmail on you.”

   “Delete it.” I narrowed my eyes. She pouted and told me that elves shouldn’t be mean. She eventually turned to Fae, and if had I known that once I entered the dressing room while Fae stays outside gushing to Fate, I would’ve never left the two alone.

   But here I was, alone again with Liam because Joe had went to the bathroom – but I honestly believe that Fae had convinced him to leave Liam and I alone at any given moment. I was starting to walk to the stalls, clothes in hand when a shirtless Liam stepped in front of me.

   “You know, the name ‘dressing room’ is so that we may dress,” I say stepping back a little because he was a little too close. “So, if you could move…”

   He stepped in front of me as I went to go around him. He repeated this motion five times before I huffed and glared up at him.

   “You’re cute when you’re frustrated,” he cooed taking a step closer to me as a smirk crawled on his lips. I rolled my eyes and stepped back, realizing that my back was now pressed up against the lockers. He takes another step forward. “I have this really strong need to kiss you right now.”

   My lips parted in surprise. I was utterly speechless because I was torn between two things. I didn’t want to kiss him but there was also a part of me that wanted to kiss him – and that part seriously scares the hell out of me.

   His nose grazed my own. “Really strong need.”

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(A/N): Okay, wow this is such a late in the day update! I had homework and then I went to the movies with my parents and didn’t realize that I’d be updating so late. Aside from that, I hope you liked it and this is a pretty crappy chapter but it is what it is. Oh, and I’m so sorry for the tiny cliffhanger but I couldn’t help it – I love cliffhangers. Do you think they will kiss? Comment what you think will happen!

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