I wake up, expecting to be in my bed like normal. Instead I wake up in Liam's arms. I remember last night and smile at the thought. I kiss his forehead to wake him."Morning Li" I say happily. "Oh, hey Em." Liam says not fully awake. I chuckle and stand up- well, I try to. But Liam pulls me back down onto the couch, by my wrist, of course. "Liam!" I giggle, even though the pain is intense.. "Whaaaat?" he asks grinning. "I need to get up so I can make you some breakfast." I chuckle. "Nooooo!" He whines. "Don't leave me babe" he pouts. "Fine, come with me." "Ohkayyyyy." Liam sighs getting up.
"Woah, woah, wait. You said to make me some breakfast. You are eating right?" he questions me. I look away, getting out a bowl. "Babe, you have to eat. You can't starve. Plus, if this is about your weight, it's fine. You way like only a hundred pounds. I weighed that much when I was 13, and it was normal."
I start to make a breakfast of eggs and bacon, ignoring his question. As I get the bacon out, Liam wraps his arms around me, putting his chin on my shoulder. "Please Emily." I walk off getting out a pan and say, "I weigh more than you think." I weigh like 140 pounds, I am fat. Why won't he agree with me on this?
While I'm turning on the stove, Liam picks me up. "Liam! What the hell?!" I say, but I'm giggling. "I'm not putting you down until you'll say you eat." "We'll you'll be here all day, I'm not eating; I'll gain weight." "Okay." Liam smirks. "I have a week off. Perfect timing, eh?" "Yup. Now put me down!" I say squirming. "No!" he whines. "Please eat!" I wriggle more, and suddenly come to a flashback from when I was fifteen.
Josh picks me up, holding me agaist the wall. "Josh!" I squeal. "Let me the hell go!" He chuckles. "No. I might though. You're so heavy and fat." "Then put me down!" I scream and kick. "Stop! Or I'll tell the whole school your secrets." "I have no secrets!" I scream, still fighting. "I'll make some. Let's see, you were screwed last month at Mike's party? Or shall it be you punched me?" Josh grins evilly. "I AM punching you, Sherlock!" "I'll go with choice number one." he says, putting me down and running off. That night he texted the whole freshman year my 'secret'. I made two cuts on my left arm the next morning.
I come back to reality, tears filling my eyes. Liam looks at me; clueless for a moment, then realizing I had a flashback. He quickly puts me down, and holds me close. Tears spill out the rims of my eyes, falling onto Liam's white T-shirt. "I'm so sorry Emily; I swear I'd never treat you that way, like the bullies and haters. I'll always be here for you. I'll never treat you wrong. I'll never hurt you. I'll never break your fragile heart. I swear Emily, I swear."
That was the first lie Liam had ever told to me.