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The One For Me(36)



“Does it say why she left?”

He nods. “She has muscular dystrophy. She thought it would be easier if I didn’t know her. Easier for her to die.” His voice cracks. “She has seizures. She just keeps getting worse.” He buries his face in his hands.

I bite my lower lip, stand up and hug him. “I’m so sorry. God, Liam.”

He hugs me, burying his face into my neck. “It just hurts. I could have built a relationship with her. I could have called her, emailed her, talked to her. I could have loved her.” He steps back, wiping his nose. “I’m going to write her back. Will you help me?”

I smile. “Of course I will.”

We sit at his desk for an hour trying to figure out what to say. What do you say in a situation like this? We decided to let her know what Liam’s step mom done. She needs to know that. The rest was a catch up on Liam’s life. He told her about everything…not about me being a pretend girlfriend though; we didn’t want her to think he was a weirdo.

“You sure it looks good? It doesn’t have any of those grammatical mistakes does it? I don’t want her to know I’m stupid.” Liam says.

“You’re not stupid, Liam. It looks fine. She’ll love it.”

He seals the envelope and tosses it on his desk. “Thank you for helping. I appreciate it.”

I shrug. “No problem. Oh, I almost forgot. Hayden has a big shiner on his eye. Looks like somebody’s new name should be Rocky.”

Liam smirks. “Well, that’s what he gets for messing with my girl. I should have beaten his ass a little more.”

I try to push away the words ‘my girl.’ It makes me giddy. “He kind of come up to me today wanting to get back together.” I intertwine my fingers and look at the ground.

Liam is deathly quiet. Its torture, I finally look up at him. “What did you tell him?”

“I told him I was with you,” I whisper. I told him the truth. I am with you.

Liam clears his throat. “Katy---,” Liam says, standing up. His mouth is opened, hand running through his hair.

Tears build in my eyes. “No, it’s okay. I know we’re just pretending,” I chock out. I turn on my heel. “I think I’m going to go, okay?” I can’t stand staying her knowing he doesn’t care about me, like I care about him.

I’m to the door when Liam wraps his hand around my waist and pushes me against the door. He’s breath is hot on my face. “Katy,” he whispers. I can’t look away from his lips. They’re parted and close to my mouth.

“Hmm,” I say, finally looking up at him.

“Tell me you want me to,” he says, leaning close to my mouth. “Tell me it’s not pretend, please. Just tell me.”

Oh, God. “I--I want you to,” I say. “I want you to kiss me. I don’t want it to be pretend.” It hasn’t been pretending for a long time, for me.

Liam smiles, leaning down until his lips rest on mine. I melt within myself. Of course I’ve kissed Liam before, but this time is different. I feel it’s real. It is real. He said it was real, sort of.

I open my mouth, allowing him access, when his tongue brushes my bottom lip. He pushes me harder against the door, one hand on the small of my back the other tangled in my hair. He kisses me and I can’t seem to get enough. I push harder against him. Liam sighs, reaches behind me and holsters me up, encircling my legs around his waist. He is walking but I’m too enthralled with his mouth to open my eyes and see.

I feel the bed placed below me and I sink into the soft comforter. Liam rest on top of me, his hard body Heaven on mine.

“Jesus, Katy,” Liam breaks from my lips and whispers in my hair. “I don’t know how Hayden ever gave this up. What an idiot.”

I close my eyes and sigh. All I’ve wanted is to feel wanted by him. He is the only thing that matters. Liam pulls himself off of me, wrapping his arms around my stomach and pulling me toward him.

We lay quietly for a few minutes. “What does this mean?” I whisper.

“What do you want it to mean?” He nuzzles into my hair. God, he smells good.

I shrug and pick at the fuzz on his comforter. “I’m not sure.”

He laughs, and turns me to face him. “I like you,” he says. “A lot.”

“I like you, too.” So…?

“Well…” he trails off for a moment, “I think that means we really like each other, we’re not pretending anymore. At least I hope it means that.”

I hear the Heavenly chorus. “I think that’s what that means, too.”

He smirks. “I always knew you wanted me,” he says.