The One For Me(21)

Oh God. Who the hell wants to punish me? Liam wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to him. “Come on, girlfriend. If we’re gonna make everyone believe we’re together we need to have at least one make out session a day.”

A day! I was thinking more like every two weeks or month!

The hallways are flooded when we get there. My heart is beating ninety to nothing. I glance from student to student. Everyone just evacuate the hallway, I want to scream. Fire!

Jennifer is at her locker, eyes locked on us. I’m going to kill her.

Liam pushes me up against the end of a locker and the start of a wall. He is close to me, too close. His breath is minty; he must have popped in some gum. My hands are shaking and Liam is smiling. “Why so nervous, little bear?”

“Don’t call me that.” I roll my eyes.

“You know why I call you that? You look like a little squeezable stuffed bear.”

Very flattering. “Very romantic, Liam.”

“You’re nervous,” he whispers.

“I’m not nervous, I’m ready to get this over with,” I say, it comes out weakly.

He smiles and places each hand on either side of my face. “I think you’re anxious,” he breathes in my ear. I shiver. “Ready for me to kiss you. You’ve been waiting on it haven’t you?”

“No,” I whisper.

I can see someone staring at us from the opposite wall and it’s not Jennifer, but don’t care. I’m too busy staring at Liam’s face. His grey eyes melting me with one glare, his full lips parted and his heavy jaw line. Not to mention the sexy as hell way his black hair falls over his forehead.

“Liar, but that’s okay. You’re pretend boyfriend knows the truth. You ready to turn some heads, little bear?”

“Uh huh,” I say and try to focus my mind. It’s spinning.

Liam lowers his mouth to mine and I’m holding my breath. His lips touch mine. I relax into the softness of them. Liam is hesitate, his hands on either side of my head. Liam’s tongue glides across my lower lip and I offer him access to my mouth. He makes a low sound in his chest. It makes heat waves swallow me in pure desire. I reach up and pull on his shirt until he has me pinned against the locker, without any space between us. Liam runs his hands down my sides to my hips and holsters me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

I’m not breathing. My heart is pumping so hard against my ribs I think it might bust from my chest. I feel a hard bump against my shoulder and I snap out of my daze. Liam leans his head down by my ear and laughs. It’s low and sexy. But it doesn’t seem like it’s very friendly.

I ease my legs off of Liam’s waist, down to the ground. I look back and see Hayden walking through the crowd glaring back at me. I smile. Haha, sucker. When I turn around Liam is straight faced.

I open my mouth to say something but I’m not sure what I’m going to say. “Well,” Jennifer says, clearing her throat. “That was pretty believable.” She won’t look us in the eyes. She believes it. A hint of pink is on her cheeks.

Liam shakes his head, smiling down at me. “Yeah, girlfriend. We’re believable now.”

“Guess so,” I mumble.

“See ya after school?” he asks, not waiting for an answer, just walking off. His combat boots scuffing up the floor as he goes.

I don’t know what’s going on but something feels weird. My chest hurts and it’s not heartburn.



Liam isn’t waiting at my locker when the final bell rings. I stand for a minute, unsure what to do. Where is he? Did he leave without me? Did his teacher keep him long? I grab the books I need and walk outside. I search the parking lot until I see Liam’s Jeep at the far end. He seems kind of angry when he left after lunch. Maybe he is mad? Why do I care? It’s just a pretend relationship anyways, right? When I round the Jeep Liam is leaned up against the door and a giggling girl is beside him. My jaw drops.

My blood starts to boil. I try to calm down before I speak but it doesn’t really work at all. “What the hell, Liam?” I yell.

The girl jumps, dropping her books, scurrying to pick them up. Liam never stops looking at me. “What is it?”

What is it? Are you serious? “You know good and damned well what it is.” I point to the girl that is picking up her books. She stares up at me, with big blue eyes. Ugh. They start to water. “Could you excuse us, please?”

“Sure,” she says. She nods and darts off back toward the school. She looks relieved.

Liam rolls his eyes and kicks off of his Jeep. “Well, look who is a cock blocker.”

Anger is starting to become my favorite emotion of the day. “Liam, we talked about this. You can’t just go and hit on girls…we’re supposed to be together. That makes me look slutty, still, you look like an asshole and teachers like you even less than they already do.”