Two Loves

Abbi longs to fall in love. She longs to experience all of the feelings that come with being in love. She doesn't expect to be caught in a love triangle. She'll have to face heartbreak, confusion, and sacrifice. Will things turn out for her, or will she give up on the idea of love all together?


3. Chapter 2

"It's time to get up in the morning, got McDonalds breakfast for you. Drove two miles just to get it, so you better get up and eat it..." I heard a soft and deep and familiar voice singing in my ear. I could also hear a guitar strumming quietly in the background. I moaned and opened one eye to see Liam sitting on the edge of my bed with his guitar, wearing flannel pyjama pants and a black T-Shirt.

Just then there was a sudden downpour of rain and I groaned and shut my eyes again, pulling the soft blankets over my head. Usually I loved the icy droplets that fell from the sky. But with the constant flow of rain for the past two weeks, the farm was just turning into a big, muddy slop hole and it was making it difficult for me to get things done around here.

"You don't wanna be a selfish lazy girl. So we gotta get up, it's time to get up. TIME TO GET UP!" By this point Liam was singing the words at the top of his lungs, stamping his feet on the floor and making as much noise as possible in an attempt to force me to wake up. For an 19 year old who claimed to be "very mature for his age", he certainly wasn't showing it.

I jerked upright, throwing my blankets at Liam with as much force as possible. Waking up in a bad mood every morning was nothing new to me, but after Liam's little stunt, I was super annoyed!

"Argh, you are so annoying!" I growled in Liam's face and stomped off to the bathroom. I slammed the door, causing everything in the room to rattle due to the force.

I peeled off my clothes once I had the shower water running and pulled my hair tie out, letting my curly hair frame my face. Mine and Liam's relationship was running smoothly, but then again, it had only been one day. I loved him with all my heart, I really did. I had always loved him, ever since the day we first met. There was just something about him. The way he made me feel. The tingles and warmth that swallowed me up into a bright and joyous hole every time his brown eyes stared into my green ones, or whenever I felt the slightest brush of his skin against mine. He always treated me like a princess, always putting my needs before his own, protecting me. As a little girl, I had always wished to have a guy who wasn't self absorbed like the rest, who loved me for who I was and treated me like the only girl in the world. And now my wish had come true. But, I just had this weird... I don't know... superstition? Like maybe we were going to drift apart. I mean, we were worlds apart. We lived different lives. Liam was a city boy, an only child. His parents had a lot of money; more than I'd ever had access to in my entire life. Though all the money definitely hadn't changed Liam; he was far from the stereotypical rich and spoiled kid in high school. I, on the other hand, had never been the most fortunate during my childhood; my family had had enough money to get by, though we'd never been able to indulge in the luxuries a family with two incomes would be able to.

I pushed my doubts to the back of my mind, believing that if Liam and I were meant to be together, things would work out just fine.

Realising that my towel was not in the bathroom brought worries back into my head. Damn! I was going to have to get Liam to bring me a towel, which was awkward for the obvious reason that I was completley naked.

"LiLi!" I called out. No response. "Liam!" I heard footsteps and opened the door a crack and peeked out to see if I could find him.

"Is everything okay?" He asked from the top of the stairs.

"Can you bring me a towel please baby?" I didn't need to tell him where the towels were; he had been here more times than I could count. I could faintly hear the creak of the linen cupboard opening, and Liam was back only a few minutes later. I opened the door again, just enough so Liam's hand could fit through, and then stepped back behind the door, out of his line of sight.

I grabbed the towel from Liam's outstretched hand and trailed my fingers along his arm in a thankyou gesture. I ran the towel through my wet and tangled hair once I was dressed in jeans and a pullover, along with a scarf and gloves to protect me from the cold and rainy Winter weather.

Leaving the bathroom, I could see that Liam was lying on my bed, staring at the old wood ceiling. He noticed my approach but didn't smile like I would have expected, and I realised that he must still be a little tentative after I'd snapped at him earlier. I climbed into the bed and snuggled into his chest, again getting the warm and tingly feeling as he wrapped his arm securely around me.

"I'm sorry for getting mad at you before. I shouldn't have reacted like that. I'm sorry" I said sincerely.

"It's okay. I'm sorry too. I know how much you hate early mornings. I should have just let you sleep longer"

He soflty kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. We stayed like that for a long while, him staring at me adoringly and me thinking how I got so lucky to have such an amazing and supportive person present in my life.

"Hey, I was thinking. How would you like to meet some friends of mine today?" He asked finally.



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