Sydney

The hot water washed away the buzz along with the masquerade of makeup and hair spray. The steam cleared my thoughts and I was able to slow down the last ten minutes and replay where it had gone wrong.  

Scene by scene, all that took place dances through my mind, cutting the sequence piece by piece to pin point the exact moment 

"Is that little fucker still bothering you?"  

 I hadn't given it much thought before, but the look on Liam's face, for just that brief moment, it was more than just annoyance. It was worry. It was the very same, brief look, he had earlier in the night when he first noticed me texting Niall.  

I'm not sure if it's because I know he was drinking, because of Perrie's final words, my general distaste for holding grudges, or if it's because I'm feeling guilty myself, but I know in my heart that I've already forgiven Liam. I feel the need to be reassured though, as much as I am sure that Liam's words were out of drunken anger, I need to know that they weren't true. I need to know that Niall does care about me.  

Isn't that ridiculous? I'm not worried about if he's a man whore who sleeps with his friends girlfriends, I just need to know that he really cares about me. I can't help but think of his sudden interest in my roommate and have to wonder if Liam was right. Maybe he gave up on me, and only wants to talk to mee if I can hook him up with her. He did go the entire day without talking to me, something he hasn't done since we've met.  

"Liam! Zayn.. Babe.. Liam! No, wait!" I hear Perrie exclaim from the other room. 

I jump to my feet just as the bathroom door swings open and a wave of cold air finds it's way through the shower door.  

"Sydney!" Liam exasperates.  

"Liam! What are you doing?" I ask, flustered and wishing the shower had a curtain rather than just warped plastic.  

"Babe.." He starts, sounding apologetic.  

"Turn around!" I command him as I turn my own body towards the inside wall.  

He turns around and faces the opposite direction and I look over my shoulder to see his face in the mirror.  

"No! Turn and face the door." I yell again, trying to ignore the smirk on his face. Nothing like a bit of nudity to take him from a drunken rage to a mischievous little boy. I reach behind me to turn the knobs, shutting the water off.  

"Now hand me the towel. WITHOUT turning around! " I add.  

Liam pulls the towel off of the rack attached to the back of the bathroom door and holds it at arms length behind him for me to grab. I crack open the shower door and reach one arm out to retrieve it from him, when Liam suddenly yanks it forward causing me to stumble out from behind the door. 

"Liam!" I yell, swiftly grabbing the towel and shutting myself back inside of the shower.  

"I hate you, you horrible, evil..." Liam's laughs cause me to stop and I shake my head while I secure the towel around my body.  

Once I feel that I am fully covered, I step out of the shower, past Liam, and head straight to the sink to wipe off any excess makeup I may have missed. As I clear the streaks of liner beneath each eye, Liams arm snakes around my waste and pulls me towards him. I stiffen and continue to look in the mirror, trying to focus my attention on anything but the drunk man holding my near-naked body. He leans down and rests his chin on my shoulder, but I refuse to react. I may have forgiven him, but he doesn't need to know that yet. His face nuzzles itself into my neck, his lips warming my ear. 

"I'm sorry." He mumbles, whiskers tickling my wet skin.  

"Sorry for what?" I ask sternly, urging him to admit his mistake.  

"For being an asshole." He says, wrapping his other arm around my waste. "For drinking too much and losing control." He lips whisper as they plant a small kiss on my neck. "For upsetting you, again, and ruining the evening." He continues as he turns my body around to face him. "I'm sorry." He repeats, as he tucks a hair behind my ear, letting his finger trail down my jawline. Tilting my chin up towards him he leans in.  

"You need to say sorry to Perrie too." I murmur. 

"Mmmhmm.." He mutters in response before his hot breath reaches my lips and silences us both.  

A superstar, millionaire celebrity with an amazing voice who can write music, is gorgeous, can even kick box, and he's a great kisser too? How does this level of perfection exist? I push the nagging reminder of his drunken outbursts to the back of my mind, while I push my hips forward against his, hoping the thinness of a towel will allow for more feeling than my jeans usually do. Liam must feel the pressure I am putting against him as he pushes back, meeting my desire, before picking me up and placing me on the bathroom counter. His hands grip my backside and pull my tighter against him while his mouth leaves my own and begins a trail of soft bites down my neck.  

I squeeze his forearms with my hands and dig my nails in as I run them up his shoulder blades. His teeth find my collar bone and I'm almost too distracted to notice his fingers slipping beneath my towel and between my thighs.  

My hands fall from his neck and grip his wrists as I suddenly pull away from his kiss. His eyes look afraid and I simply shake my head to let him know that I'm not ready for that. He smiles and leans in again, this time embracing me in his hard, toned arms.  

"I'm sorry." He says again.  

"I want to." I admit, "Just, not yet. Not now." 

"Should I tell Zayn to leave?" Liam asks as he pulls back to look in to my eyes." 

"No!" I laugh. I'm not trying to be a prude. It's not like I'm a virgin or anything, it's just that it's really only been a week. Sex is either meaningless, in which case you can hook up whenever you want, or it's meaningful, and you wait. With Liam, there's no way I could keep my emotions out of it, which means I need to wait, just a little bit longer at least!  

Fuck do I want him though.  

"Your lips say no, but your body doesn't seem to agree." He whispers, as he clamps his mouth around the small of my ear.  

I bite my bottom lip as I push him out away from me. Running my eyes up and down his torso, I grab the hem of his shirt and pull him towards me.  

"What?" He asks, mirroring my lip bite and the seductive look in my eyes. 

I tug at the hem of his shirt again.  

"You want it off?" he asks? 

I nod my head as a grin grows across my face. I watch longingly as Liam pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled body, complete with the perfect amount of chest hair. Not so much that you want to gag, but enough to let you know he's a man. I try to hide my blush, but realize there's really no point anymore. Liam stands there, shirtless and slightly posed. I'm unsure if he's looking at me, or his own reflection, but I don't care because I've gotten what I wanted now.  

I reach out and grab his shirt from him while hopping down from the counter. I quickly slip his shirt over my own head and allow the towel to drop freely at my ankles.  

"Thank you!" I say cheerily. "I didn't have anything to change into.

I ignore the stunned look on his face as I open the bathroom door and step out into the hotel room. Zayn is holding Perrie and whispering in here ear, and I feel as though I interrupted a private moment until P looks up and see's that it's me.  

"Oh Sydney!" She says excitedly as Zayn drops his arms to let her come to me. I'm amazed by how in sync they are, but don't linger on the thought as Perrie is already enveloping me in her arms. 

"Is everything okay? I tried to stop him from going in there, and I heard you yell but then it was quiet and..." 

"Yes! Everything is fine!" I laugh at her.  

"Oh good! He really is such a sweet guy!" She says and I notice her eyes look up behind me as she finishes. I feel Liams body press against mine and his arms wrap around both my self and Perrie as he brings us both in for a hug.  

"I'm sorry Pez, I didn't mean to yell!" He says to her, and I can tell he means it, not just because I asked him too. 

"It's okay Liam. It's okay." She assures him.  

"When you're done with my fiance, I would like to take her to bed." Zayn says, snapping me out of our bonding moment.  

We all laugh and I hug Perrie goodnight while Liam gives a quick hug and apology to Zayn. I'm surprised when Zayn comes over and gives me a hug and kiss on the cheek goodnight as well. 

"Goodnight Syd. Take care of my boy." He says before leading Perrie out of the door and into the room across the hall. I'm a little disappointed as I was hoping to sit on the couch and watch movies as couples tonight, but everyone is a bit drained and I can tell that Zayn was ready to be with Perrie alone. I forget that he probably hasn’t seen her in a few weeks, maybe even longer.  

The lights in the bedroom go out and I shriek as Liam puts his hand over my mouth and drags me over to the bed.  

"Oh my gosh! You scared me! What are you doing." 

"Taking my woman to bed."  

I laugh and push him on to the bed, crawling on top of him and wrapping a leg on either side. I'm highly aware of the fact that I am wearing his t-shirt, and only his t-shirt, but I'm not sure if this thought has crossed his mind or not.  

"So I'm your woman now, huh?" I ask as I hover over him, finding confidence in the darkness.  

"Well, I'd like you to be. If you want that is.."  

Oh my god.. is he... 

"You're just saying that cause you want me to... you know.. sleep with you." 

"You're in my clothes, in my bed, in my hotel room, I'm pretty sure you're already going to sleep with me." 

"I am not! You know what I mean." I say, lightly hitting his shoulder.  

"So are you saying you don't then?" 

"Don't what?" I ask, knowing exactly what he's saying, but wanting to hear him say it. 

"You don't, you know.. want to be mine?" 

I lay myself flat on his chest, my head above his heart. He lifts a hand to smooth my hair while we sit in silence for a minute. This moment went from sexy and playful to, to serious, romantically serious, really quick.  

"I do... but... are you sure?" 

"What do you mean?" 

"Well, we've only even known each other a week. That is ridiculously fast, we should still be flirting and trying to figure out if the other likes us back, not defining our relationship." 

"But I do like you back?" he says cluelessly.  

I laugh at him and push my fingers through his hair.  

"I do Liam, I do. I'm just scared." 

"Scared of what?" 

"Well you travel a lot..." 

"I can fly you out to see me, or fly back to see you." He says before I can elaborate more. 

"I don't know you're family yet, and it seems like you're still getting ove.." 

"My family will love you, I've already told them about you. And don't you dare worry about what you were going to say next. That is not an issue at all." 

I'm taken aback by the fact that he's already told his family about me. This excites me and, for the first time, makes me see just how serious he might actually be.  

But his drinking still worries me.  

"What about tonight?" I ask softly, scared of hurting him. Scared of his response.  

I feel him take in a deep breath and pull a little tighter as he strokes my hair this time, but he doesn't respond. I'm stupid for saying anything. Liam Payne is asking me to be his girl friend. Or at least I'm pretty sure that's what he's asking, and I'm throwing every excuse out there to not say yes.  

"Yes." 

"You're right." 

We both say at the same time.  

"What?" he asks? 

"What do you mean I'm right?" 

"No you said yes! You're saying yes to me?" He asks excitedly, and he's just so happy that I can't press him anymore on the issue.  

"Yes!" I say again, the smile on my face now matching his. 

He rolls over, sliding me off of his chest and hovering over me.  

"I know it's not ideal Sydney, I can't promise that I'll be the best boyfriend, but I can promise that I wont make the same mistakes I have in the past. I wont hurt you." He says as he leans down and pulls my lips into his.  

I'm so hung up on the word boyfriend, that this time I don't stop his wandering hands as they make their way up my thighs.  

||Hey guys! Sorry again for the long wait. I've gotten a new job in Malibu, completely totalled my car, and now spend 4 hours a day on a train getting to and from work. Which gives me plenty of time to write, but, by the time I get home I'm too tired to type it all up. Good news is that I finally found a place to rent in Hollywood, so starting next weekend I'll have a normal commute to and from work and will be able to write on schedule again hopefully! I hope you guys liked this chapter, and, SPOILER ALERT I think the next chapter is when you'll finally learn why Liam and Soph broke up! Any guesses before the truth is revealed??||

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