Louis Doesn't Have To Know

Sophie Ayers never intended on meeting Louis, yet she was so thankful that she did. He showed her what it was to love, and how it was to BE loved. He healed her broken heart, and did it with that gorgeous smile on his face. But when Danielle and Liam break up and Sophie goes to comfort him, he tells Sophie it was because Danielle suspected him of having feelings for HER...and that his ex girlfriend wasn't wrong. Sophie soon finds herself caught in an addictive web of lies, schemes, and cheating. She falls in love with BOTH One Direction boys, and is unable to choose one over the other. Liam has an idea though: Louis doesn't have to know...right?
<<<WARNING>>> There are scenes of a sexual nature in this movella.

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18. Park

Same night, after dinner, in a deserted Doncaster park, 9:41 p.m.

Liam and Sophie's dinner at the Golden Eagle had gone surprisingly well. They'd talked about how well Zayn and Perrie were doing together, more about her childhood, the tour that was coming up in two months, and some other stuff as well. They ended up trading their dinner courses, Sophie not liking the spaghetti she had ordered, but loving Liam's chicken alfredo. They laughed over the boys' well known pranks, and he made her talk about her artwork, surprised at her passion for the subject. Sophie even managed to get Liam to open up about Danielle a little bit, like Louis had asked her to.

"She texted me the other day," he had said out of the blue right after they had switched meals. "She was checking in on me, making sure I was okay. I didn't respond. I couldn't have, I didn't even know what to say honestly. That I was doing fine? I couldn't lie to her, but I couldn't tell her the truth either, you know?" Sophie had nodded and made a genuine comment about moving on and accepting the past before they changed the subject yet again.

After their meal was over, Liam suggested they take a walk in a nearby park. Sophie honestly wanted to tell him no, and for him to just take her back to the hotel, and back to Louis. But Liam's deep brown puppy eyes seemed so pleading, she couldn't tell him no.

So now they were walking on a winding path through the deserted park in the moonlight. It would have been very romantic if things were not so incredibly complicated, Sophie realized. They were walking side by side, not touching but not far away from each other either. The electricity sizzled in the air between them, threatening to spontaneously combust at any given moment.

They weren't speaking, but it was a comfortable silence. Her black heels clicked against the sidewalk and they both had their hands in their pockets. They came upon a gazibo in the middle of the park, and they wordlessly walked up the steps and sat down inside.

"This place is beautiful" Sophie mused out loud, looking around to admire the moonlit scenery. Liam noticed how her eyes twinkled even more in the dark than in the daytime, as she took in the atmosphere.

"Yeah, you are..." he replied this so softly that she didn't even hear him. While she was looking around the park grounds, he was looking at her. The collar on her black dress coat was pulled up, and her sleek legs were crossed at the knees, exposing more of the skin above her knee, much to his delight. Her eyes were wide, and he noticed that from the side, he could really appreciate how long her eyelashes were. Her skin was silky smooth, and her sandy blonde hair glistened in the moonlight, making her highlights more prominent. She was simply gorgeous.

"You know I'd love to sketch this, but there's no way I could do it justice" Sophie said suddenly, interrupting his thoughts. She turned away from the scenery and met his intense gaze, continuing, "Sure, I could probably catch the scenery on paper. But no picture ever capture the moment, you know? The way the biting cold somehow makes the moon seem brighter, and the slight wind brings in that smell of fresh night air? A picture could never depict that, so it'd be a shame for any artist to try. It would look nice to the naked eye, but it would pale in comparison to the real thing." She paused for a moment, still looking into his eyes. "Does that make any sense, or do I sound really stupid?"

Liam gave her a thoughtful smile. "No, it doesn't sound stupid at all."

Sophie grinned at him, pleased at his answer. "Okay good" she said.

After a few more seconds of fierce eye contact, Liam heard himself say, "Sophie...I--"

Sophie's eyes suddenly got wide and she stood up and backed away from him. "No, don't say my name like that Liam, just don't. I know what you want to talk about, and we just can't okay, we just can't!"

Liam was shocked, but he stood up and took a few steps towards her. "What are you talking about, say your name like what Sophie--"

"I said don't, Liam!" Sophie raised her voice and took big steps back away from him, but he didn't slow his pace towards her.

"Like what?" he asked again, not caring that he was taunting her. He couldn't help it, something had overcame him like never before.

"Liam, I said--" Sophie found herself backed up against the other side of the gazibo, with no where else to go. She looked around for somewhere else she could move to, but Liam was already in front of her now. He stepped so close to her that their chests were touching, and she breathed heavily in fear. She wasn't afraid of him, necessarily. She was afraid of herself; of what she would do if the opportunity presented itself.

"Like what?" Liam asked for the third time, staring intently down into her eyes. He could see the terror in her eyes, but she wasn't scared of him, she was scared of the way she felt. It was there, he knew it deep down in his gut. She had feelings for him too, no matter how much she denied it or tried to run away from it.

Sophie opened up her mouth to try and say something, but no words came out. She tried to look away from him, but he just reached a hand up to her cheek and pulled her face back in front of his own.

A tear seeped out of her right eye and he took his hand off her cheek so that he could gently wipe it away. Both of their bodies were absolutely lit up with electricity at this point, the each of them buzzing from head to toe.

She looked into his eyes sadly. "Liam, please..." she pleaded, knowing that if he did what she thought he was going to do, she wouldn't be able to stop like she had at his house two weeks ago. There was something between them, no matter how much she wished it not to be true.

Liam dipped his head down to hers, just centimeters away from her lips. "I can't help it," he whispered against her mouth. "Sophie..." his deep husky voice saying her name sent her over the edge and they both leaned into the kiss at the same time.

This kiss was different from the last kiss they shared. This was tender, passionate, full of intense emotion. He could taste the pain and the guilt on her lips, and he just wanted to kiss it all away. Their lips were cold, but warmed up in a matter of seconds, and his tongue found its way into her mouth. Unlike last time, he took his time exploring her mouth, learning all of its intricacies, marvelling in its sweetness.

Meanwhile, she had reached her hands around his neck and was pulling him as close as she possibly could, deepening the kiss even further. His hands were on the small of her back, and he pulled her close as well, their chests and lower bodies flush against each other. She could feel his hardness through his trousers and it made her want even more of him.

After a minute or so, Liam's mouth broke away from her own, but he didn't stop kissing her. He pressed her up hard against the side of the gazibo, and his lips made their way down her jawline, to her neck, and up to a sensitive spot below her ear. When he reached up and nibbled her earlobe, she let out a moan that caused him to harden even more, and kiss her neck more intensely.

As he began to gently suck on the place on her neck that drove her absolutely wild, she felt one of his hands move from the small of her back around to her front. He reached down and ran it up underneath her dress slowly. She absolutely writhed underneath his touch, feeling the rough callouses on his hands from years of playing the guitar. As his hand reached her sensitive area, she bit her lip to keep from squeaking. He felt her body begin to arch and he moved his mouth back to hers, their lips moving against each other expertly as if they had been long time lovers in another life.

He stroked his thumb against her through her panties, and she moaned yet again into his mouth. She could feel him smile in satisfaction at this, and he dipped his hand down into her underwear, making her gasp into the kiss. He stroked her folds with his index finger, but never went inside her. He placed his finger at her entrance and broke his mouth away from hers.

"Sophie...?"

"Oh God"

"Sophie, you have to tell me. Tell me you want me to, or I won't do it."

"Liam..." she whined and arched her whole body, wanting his fingers inside her so badly it physically hurt.

"Sophie, tell me!" he commanded her, and she felt so incredibly turned on.

"Yes, Liam, I want y--"

She didn't even have time to finish her sentence as he shoved two fingers inside her. She gasped in slight pain, but then exhaled with a shudder at the amazing pleasure. He stroked his fingers in and out of her, hitting her G spot like a pro, making her throw her head back. With her throat exposed, Liam moved his mouth all over her neck, hitting sensitive spots she didn't even know she had.

"Liam, I think I'm gonna--" she began.

Liam broke his mouth away from her throat and leaned it up close next to her ear and huskily said, "Do it. Come, Sophie."

At his words, she was sent over the edge. Her whole body exploded in pleasure with the orgasm, and she started to scream but was cut off as Liam pressed his lips violently against hers. The orgasm started to fade, but then came back for another wave, making a sound come from deep in her diaphragm that she had never heard before. As she finally started to come back down, Liam pulled his fingers out of her and reached around to cup her bum.

She was breathing heavily and so was he. He pressed his pelvis into her side, showing her how turned on he was. "You're beautiful" he whispered into her mouth. She couldn't say anything, just rested her forehead against his, trying to regulate her breathing.

He got me that worked up, just with foreplay?! Sophie couldn't help but think to herself.

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