Chapter 9

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"Do you mind if we eat out?" Liam asked.

"I don't mind." I smiled and he smiled back.

We had our dinner at a restaurant near the beach. We talked about a lot of stuffs and it was nice.

After we were done, Liam suggested for us to take a stroll and I agreed. He was being so nice to me and it is not good. Bad for my heart.

He stopped walking and looked at me, and he looked for a long time like he was taking in my face. But, why would he do that?

"Leyla, I know that I didn't do it the right way before but I want to want to make it right." he went down on his knees. Wait, what is he doing?

"Leyla, I want to protect you and keep you away from all the bad guys, by keeping you close with me. That way, I wouldn't have to worry about you constantly. It could make me go crazy. I know you wouldn't have expected that this is how you're being proposed but know that I'll promise to make you happy in sickness and in health." he smiled at the end.

I am now speechless. Nothing will come out from my mouth. I just stood there staring at him in shock. But, why would he do this? You know, to propose like we were a couple because we're not.

"Leyla Brooks, will you marry me?" he opened the velvet box that he was holding and revealed a beautiful ring that it could make any other girl melt.

I should give him my answer but I already agreed to this whole thing. He's the one who suddenly wants to be sweet and all and decided to propose to me in the right way. I sighed and said "Yes. I will marry you."

He slipped on the ring and it fits perfectly. The ring is so beautiful and perfect.

We stared in each other's eyes and he started to lean in to me. His eyes went to my lips and mine went to his. Does he want to kiss me? Because I do.

He started getting closer and before we knew it, our lips touched. As soon as it touched, my inside was like fireworks and butterflies were running in my stomach. I don't know what this feeling is, but it feels great and I would love to feel this way all the time.

His hand were on my waist and I placed mine on his shoulders. My heart was beating like I've ran from a bad guy.

Our kiss was slow, and sweet but amazing. I would never want to take it back.

We kissed for what felt like a long time to me, but it was only just a couple of minutes. We need to stop at some point, because we as humans, need to breath.

After our amazing first kiss together, don't get me wrong, that wasn't my first kiss. I have been kissed by other guys but nothing can be compared to this. My legs felt wobbly without his support.

"We should-uh-you know-uh-head home." he said.

"Yeah yeah, we should."

We made our way back to his car and he opened the door for me, like a gentleman he is and I smiled at him. We strapped ourselves and Liam brought us back into the ever so New York traffic.

The journey back was quite and slightly uncomfortable. I stared out the window and sometimes would occasionally stare at the ring that I had on. I'm going to get married to this amazing man and I'm still scared. Scared of everything, what if one day he doesn't want me anymore? What if? What am I supposed to do at that time with no family to be there for me.

I pushed all those negative thoughts away and try to think on the brighter side of it all. I was thinking and thought about a lot of things that I didn't realised that I had dozed off.

"Leyla, wake up. We're here." I heard a man's voice waking me up, I guess. I'm not so sure as I was in the middle of la la land and reality.

I opened my eyes and beside me, there stood Liam looking at me with worried eyes. What would he be worried about?

"Why were you crying, Leyla?" he said while he wiped my cheeks where tears had fallen. I didn't realized that I had cried. I'm not even sure what I'm crying about.

"No, it's nothing." he shrugged it off and gestured for me to get out of the car.

As I got out, I realized that we are in front of my apartment. And, it's like he could read my thoughts that he replied.

"We're in front of your apartment. I thought you'd want to go home first before moving in with me tomorrow to get packed." I remembered that I had left my best friend, the whole weekend. She must be so worried about me and I feel so guilty leaving her behind with only "I'll explain it to you later."

"Yeah, forgot about that. I'll see you tomorrow then." I said quickly wanting to get this over with and head inside my apartment where my best friend is.

"See ya. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Good night, Leyla."

"Good night." I was already walking hurriedly towards the front door and I started knocking frantically.

The door opened and there stood my best friend who looks worried and slightly scared. But as soon as she saw that it was just me, she engulfed me in a hug.

We were hugging each other in a long time that I had to say "Okay, I think you can let me go now."

As soon as she released me from the hug, she hit my arm really hard.

"Ow, what was that for?" I asked while rubbing my arm that had been hit.

"That's for making me worried about you. God, bad things were running through my head." she gave me a stern look.

"I'm sorry. I'll explain it all." I looked at her apologetically and made a pout.

We walked inside and sat on our sofa and made us some hot chocolates. I haven't had hot chocolates in a long time and its soothing.

"Why do you have a ring on your finger?" she asked shocked.

And I started to explain everything to her but not the deal that we made, of course. That was our secret, by our I meant Liam and I.

She was happy for me but she didn't push the subject any further and I'm glad. She wasn't even that mad that I will be moving out. She really is the best of friend.

We bid our goodnight and I went to my bedroom and changed into my pyjamas. It didn't take long for me to sleep and dream of Liam and our wonderful kiss.

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