Chapter 22: Betrayal And boundaries
Jake went to get so drinks in-between gas so I took my opportunity to speak to Liam; he hadn’t even looked in my direction since the whole Mark incident. "Hey," I said, moving to sit next to him.
"Hey," he muttered, watching the people next to us bowl.
"Not talking to ?" I asked, scared he would say no.
He sighed. "Why did you do that?" he asked sadly, shaking his head, still not looking at .
I grabbed his hand and dragged him off to the bathrooms. When we got into the ladies room, I shut the door behind us and locked it. "I’m sorry. I didn’t realise that would upset you. I didn’t an anything by it. He was flirting with , I was just joking around, that’s all," I explained, trying to get him to look at , but he just closed his eyes for a second before looking back at
again.
"Angel, that was hard to watch." He pulled
to his chest, looking into my eyes; I could see that I had hurt him badly.
"I’m sorry, Liam. Honestly, I didn’t an anything by it, I was just having fun. People don’t know we’re together I could hardly say, ’Mark, stop flirting with , my boyfriend’s sitting right there’ could I?" I asked, putting my arms around his neck.
He sighed. "I guess not." He still looked upset and I felt awful that I’d hurt him.
"You need to trust
though; I would never do anything to hurt you on purpose. I’m sorry." I pulled his face to mine and kissed him tenderly.
He responded imdiately, kissing
back and pulling
closer to him. He slid one hand down and gripped it on my ass, it didn’t even affect
at all, well, it did but not in any of the bad ways, I liked it, I wanted more. I grabbed his other hand and pulled it up my body, making it cup my breast. He pulled back, looking at
a little shocked; I smiled at him and pulled him back to . He kissed
hungrily, massaging my breasts. His mouth travelled down my neck, making
shiver with desire. I slipped my hand under his t-shirt, tracing the muscles on his chest, making him moan. He slowly moved his hand down to the bottom of my top and slipped his hand under, trailing his fingers along my skin, moving it up slowly until he got to my br**sts where he massaged them through my bra making
moan breathily.
After a few minutes, he pulled away, smiling at , his eyes dancing with excitent. He put his forehead to mine, we were both breathing heavy. "I’m sorry. I didn’t an to be all possessive," he said, kissing the tip of my nose.
"You don’t have anything to apologise for, silly. We’ve both never done this before, so we need to find a way that works for both of us." I kissed him tenderly again, savouring the feel of his soft lips against mine.
He sighed. "I think we need to go back out now before people realise we’re missing."
"Another minute won’t hurt," I whispered, smiling flirtily. He chuckled and bent down to kiss
again.
That night we were all cramped into my lounge. Sean had brought Avatar round and none of us had seen it before so all seven of us were now sitting around, eating McDonalds. We were going to put the movie on after. I was leant against Liam’s legs; Jake didn’t seem to bat an eyelid, which we both took as a good sign.
Mark moved off of the couch. "Here, Sarah, you sit here, I’ll sit on the floor," he suggested, as he plopped down next to
with a flirty smile. I shifted uncomfortably to get a little more space from him. I felt Liam stiffen, so I put my hand on his foot, rubbing my thumb across the top of it soothingly. "So, Amber, what do you like to do in your free ti?" he asked.
"Lots of stuff. I like to dance and go to movies. You know normal high school stuff," I replied, adding definition to the words high school.
He laughed. "Wow, you really are a feisty one aren’t you?" he said, shaking his head.
"You have no idea," I muttered, turning away, pretending to watch the TV.
"You don’t want to talk to ?" he asked, faking hurt.
I let out an exaggerated sigh. "I’m just trying to watch this."
He looked at the TV, and laughed. "This advert for new sofas?"
I looked at the TV that I was pretending to watch, it was indeed an advert. Damn it! "Yep, I’m a sofa girl, you can never have enough sofas," I joked.
"You’re funny." He laughed, scooting closer to .
"Thanks, and you’re too old for ," I stated, smiling sweetly.
"I’m only nineteen." He looked at
challengingly.
I nodded. "Yeah, but eighteen is my limit, so you’re shit outta luck, bud," I said. I heard Liam laugh behind .
"I could make you change your mind," Mark stated confidently.
I laughed humourlessly. "You know what, I’d bet you twenty bucks that you got nothing of interest for ," I replied just as confidently.
He chuckled darkly. "I’ll take that bet, but you need to wait until your brother’s not watching." He glanced at Jake a little nervously.
I sighed. "What is it exactly that you think I’m going to be interested in? You have a kitten in your pocket? Or maybe so candy? Or the answers to the test I have tomorrow in calculus?" I joked, making him laugh again.
"No. I’m going to kiss you, and you’re going to love it." He shrugged, smirking at
again.
Liam’s legs jerked behind
as he made a move to get up. I pushed back on his legs and started rubbing his foot again. "Really? If you kiss
I’m going to knee you in the balls." I smiled at Mark, innocently.
"You think that’s going to scare
away from a hottie like you?" he asked, looking
over slowly, making my skin crawl a little.
"It’s just a friendly warning." I shrugged, turning back to the TV which, thankfully, was now the movie and not a sofa advert.
"I’m pretty sure my money is safe. I’ve never had any complaints before," he whispered in my ear, making
go cold because of how close he was to .
"Hmm, well there’s a first ti for everything," I said through my teeth, still rubbing Liam’s foot.
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