In Love With You (16+)

*~The English word "love" can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from interpersonal affection ("I love my mother") to pleasure ("I loved that meal"). It can refer to an emotion of a strong attraction and personal attachment. It can also be a virtue representing human kindness, compassion, and affection—"the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another". As well, it may describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals.~*

Love is a weird word. It's a feeling and it's sometimes used without thinking of the consequences of using that word. He told me he loved me, a lie. He told me he loved me, another lie. He told me he loved me, truth. This is my story. My life. My everything.


7. I love you

 I slowly open my eyes, light coming in through the closed curtains on the window. I feel a set of arms wrapped around my body and look to my left, hoping it's not Zayn. I let out a sigh of relief as I see shaved brown hair. I roll over so I'm face to face with him. I lift my had up stroking his face and then slide it down, going over his chest, down to his toned torso, and then stopping. I look back up to his face, his brown eyes looking back into mine. I scoot back, scared, and fall off the bed. "Fuck, Liam, you scared the shit out of me." He chuckles, getting out of bed and coming around to the other side, helping me up. "Thanks," I mumble, embarrassed. I look down. "Hey, Liam?" "Hm?" "Do you have a pair of boxers and sweats for me to wear? A shirt also?" "Yeah, yeah, one second." I look back up finding his brown puppy dog eyes gone. I hear a slight mumble from my right. I quickly turn and see Liam going through his dresser. After about five minutes he finally turns around holding all the clothes I asked for. He walks up to me, handing them to me. He looks into my eyes and lifts a hand up, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. I close my eyes, savoring his touch. I feel his breath on my ear as he whispers, "I love you." My eyes shoot open and I stare at him, shocked. "I-i'm going to shower." I turn around, walking into the bathroom. Did he really mean that? 


 I've probably been in here for an hour. Did Liam really mean that? Yes. Do I feel the same way? Yes. Will we ever be able to be together with Zayn around? Maybe. But, I have decided on one thing. I love Liam too. 


 I step out of the shower, wrapping the towel around me. Why would Liam love me? I walk up to the mirror, wiping off the steam that built up on the mirror. I look at myself. I'm nothing special. I slowly dry off my body, leaving the towel I previously wrapped around my head on. I grab the boxers, slipping the soft fabric onto my body. I pull the sweats on as well and slip the shirt over my head. I pull my hair down from the towel, letting it air dry. I slowly walk out of the bedroom, going down the hallway and down the stairs. I turn a left and walk into the living room. I find Liam sitting on the couch, staring at the t.v. I sit next to him. "Liam, the t.v's not even on, and," I pause, taking in a deep breath before saying the four little words that could change everything, "I love you too." 



Please, please, please, leave feedback. 

I am open to any helpful criticism. 

I hope y'all are enjoying this story as much as I enjoy writing it.

I will try to update more and make the chapters longer.

Of course, if I do make them longer it will take longer to create them, especially with school

Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!

Love you! Xxx ~ Maci

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