It Started With A Party

I saw him standing there, group of guys around him, red solo cup in hand, eyes to the floor. I hadn't realized how long I had been staring until someone knocked into me and spilled my drink all down my front. I started frantically trying to clean it up when I saw a toned arm extend towards me with a towel, at that moment I didn't care how stained my new white blouse was, all I cared about was staring Ito those beautiful brown eyes a little longer.


10. Pretty Dangerous

Before I start the chapter I would just like to say thanks to everyone that sent in suggestions via email, they were all fantastic. I have chosen to use them for later on in the story considering I had already written half of this chapter, thanks so much for reading! Don't forget to like and favorite and share this movella with your friends! Love you all!

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I really felt like Liam and I connected, we did everything together, we were inseparable. My life was awesome, I had had a really rough life before meeting him but now I feel like I can trust him with anything. We do have sex quite frequently now, it's the best. He has really gotten the hang of it and only blows twice to my once it's less than three so there's progression there. 
I love him so much, at this point we had been dating for five months and were going out with the boys for dinner. Liam said I never hang out with the boys so now was the time.
It was just a normal casual restaurant so no formal dress was required, I wore black skinny jeans, I white button up blouse and black toms. I put my hair up in a sock bun and was on my way. 
We got to the restaurant ten minutes early and settled into our booth. Liam sat so close that I was pretty much on his lap and he rubbed his hand up and down my inner thigh, I was having trouble controlling myself. He pulled me in aggressively for a kiss which was deep and passionate with our tongues gliding into one another's mouths. He pulled my waist to his and I could feel him slightly hardening through his pants, I pulled back and grinned then went back to making out with my gorgeous boyfriend. We made out forever until we heard the coughs of four teenage boys who felt like they were interrupting, guess it wasn't forever only ten minutes...
We all ordered then began to chat,

"So Chelsea, what do you do?" Niall asked me kindly,

"I'm on England's womens rugby team," I said cheerfully,

"Wow, isn't that pretty dangerous," Harry asked,

"It is but it's worth it in the end because you always feel great after no matter what," I said happily, I loved talking about rugby, it was the most important thing to me at the time.

The boys and I talked for a while longer until we had all finished our dinners and decided on some beers so after many many beers Liam and I were attempting to get home without getting lost, walking of course! We finally got home and he immediately lied on the bed and sat up against the headboard. He watched me as I changed, studying my body movements, I walked over to the end of the bed only in my bra and underwear and let him look at me. I could see his excitement growing in his boxers which was the only thing he was wearing, he crawled over to me and kissed my neck, his hands resting on my ass. I put my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him. We made out until we both realized we were naked and rubbing against eachother. He rolled onto his back and I straddled him and we had sex, full blown, amazing, loving sex. I was in another world. Screaming his name. It was even better than before since we were both a little drunk, we went on for hours and then finally crashed and snuggled up together.
I woke up alone, Liam wasn't there holding me. At first I was worried but then I saw a note underneath a rose on my nightstand. It said,

"Hey babe, went out with the boys for an interview, will be home soon. Turn on the tv, you can watch if you'd like. Love you so so so much!


I aww'ed at his note and quickly turned on the tv in our room, I caught them walking out on stage, just in time! The interviewer asked them a bunch of questions and asked some fan questions, one fan asked,

"Who has a girlfriend and who is single?" 

They all took turns saying their relationship status,
Zayn was first, "I have a girlfriend,"
Niall was next, "No girlfriend for me at the moment," 
Harry was after Niall,"Me neither, single man," he laughed as did a few members of the audience,
"I have a girlfriend," Louis spoke up,

"And what about you Liam? Anyone special?" The interviewer asked,

"I have a girlfriend," he said smiling,
There were a mixture of gasps and awwws from the audience,

"Some fans seem surprised, want to tell us her name?"

"Chelsea," he replied calmly,

"What a lovely name, and where abouts does she live?" the interviewer asked sweetly,

"Well, she lives with me here in London but she's originally from Liverpool," he said confidently,

"Now we all wanna know, is she a directioner?" the interviewer asked curiously,

"No, she's not the type of girl to listen to our type of music, she supports in whole heartedly though!" he told her,

"Wow, sounds great Liam, good luck to you both and the rest of you boys with girlfriends and to the other two, stay safe." she laughed as did the audience, the boys chuckled.

I turned the tv off smiling and walked to the kitchen to make lunch, I made a fruit salad which was filled with strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries, and drowned in sugar I also made two small bowls of bowtie pasta with Alfredo sauce, it looked delicious and I was really hungry but I wanted to wait for Liam.

I waited for about ten minutes, slowly  eating some of my food every few minutes, I was almost done so I figured I would eat my meal anyways, I ate my fruit and pasta and washed my dishes and put Liam's pasta in the oven to stay warm and fruit in the fridge to stay cool, I didn't know when he would be back... Half an hour passed and he was supposed to be home almost an hour ago, I sat on the bed watching tv, another half hour passed and I started to get really worried... I couldn't eat dinner, I was so worried I tried calling him hundreds of times but there was no answer, I waited and waited, another half hour passed and the phone rang, I ran and picked it up,

"Hello?" I responded, the worry was audible in my voice,

"Hey Chelsea," I recognized that deep voice anywhere,

"Harry! What's going on? Where's Liam?" I asked, yelling into the phone,

"That's why I'm calling, Chelsea.. There was an accident...."
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