* Liam Lockwood's POV *

"Come on, Liam." Lora pulled me through the streets of London.

"Lora, please. Can't we just take a break? My feet hurt and I'm hungry."

"We're almost there."

"You said that a half a hour ago."

"No, I said it five minutes ago."

"But-"

"Look, we're here." She pulled me into a small restaurant, where people were sitting in groups.

"Lora!" a girl called from the back and we walked up to them.

"Hey, guys. This is Liam. Liam, this is Nicky, Carly and Meg. And that's Josh, Luka and Ghale."

"Hi," I said.

"Wait! You're the guy who loves Lora."

"Meg!" Lora said, embarrassed.

"Sorry."

"Unfortunately, yes. That's me, the guy who loves Lora."

"Okay, well. Anyways," Lora quickly said, while shifting into the seat. I shifted in next to her.

"Happy birthday, girl." All of them had a british accent. It felt silly, but it's very amusing.

"Thanks guys. So what are we having?"

"It's your birthday, you can have whatever you want," Luka said. Why was he looking at her like that? I almost felt like punching him.

"I think I'll go for the smartie and peanut butter cake with a chai latte. What about you, Liam?"

"Um..."

"I'll order for you." A waiter came to take our order and Lora ordered something called a "Jupiter". Whatever that is.

When our order came, the cake that landed in front of me was a choclate cake with Nutella, oreos and caramel fudge.

"How did you know? This is all of my favorite things in one."

"Liam, I've known you for almost a year now. I know what all your likes and dislikes are." That's true. "If you don't like it we can switch." I took a bite of my slice and thought I could jump out of the window.

"Holy shit! This is good." They all laughed.

"Here taste mine," Lora said holding out her fork with a piece on it. I bit it.

"Mine's better."

"No ways! Peanut butter and smarties are the best!"

"Lora, you could put peanut butter on a shoe and it would be good to you."

"Hi! That's not true. That's just gross."

"Aw, you two are just adorable together ," Carly said, cupping her own cheeks.

"Oh, come on! They're not together! Look at that! That's just pathetic!" Luka exclaimed.

"Luka!" Lora said. Her face dropped.

"No, this is ridiculous. He can't just show up here and want to make everything okay. He's playing her. She've spend day after day crying over this jerk and now everything's just okay. I'm sorry but that's bullshit."

"Screw you, Luka!" Lora stood up and started to walk to the entrance.

What the hell just happend?! I jumped up to run after her.

"Lora! Wait up!" she stopped to turn to face me.

"I'm sorry, he- I don't know what has gotten into him."

"Don't worry. He's just jealous he can't get as close to you as I am."

"What are you talking about?"

"I've seen the way he looks at you."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not. Why else would he act like this?"

"Can we please just leave this, it doesn't matter. How about a tour of London?"

"That'll be great!"

* Lora Croffard's POV *

We fell into the lounge as soon as we got home. Laughter has taken over our bodies and tears swam in our eyes.

"Okay, stop laughing, it wasn't that funny," Liam said trying to stop but failing.

"This is your fault, you're the one who got us into trouble."

"Yeah, maybe, but you also had your part in it."

"Because you're a bad influence!" We got into some trouble, because Liam stood on the left side of the escalator. I was to captured in that moment that I  totally forgot about it. Then some old woman came and started hitting him with her purse. Usually the left side is for people passing  in a hurry. The old woman was probably late for one of her teaparties. She the started yelling at Liam and I even when we already had gotten off the escalator. She followed us about ten blocks further.

Totally weird if you ask me.

"I officially don't like old people," Liam said for the first time, calming down bit.

"So do you want to play some video games?" I asked after a while.

"Sure."

"I actually don't play much. Um, like ever."

"It's easy, I'll show you." He turned on the game and handed me a remote control. "You ready?"

"What do I do?" He explained to me how to play and I listened very closely.

Let me tell you, as he explained it didn't seem hard at all. That was,  until we started to play the actual game.

"This sucks! Why is it so hard?!"

He laughed. "Come closer. I'll help you." I went to sit in-between his legs and I laid my back against his muscular stomach. He put his hands over mine and restarted the game, moving my fingers with his. It didn't help alot, 'cause I couldn't concentrate on the game with his tention running through my body.

*********

"Okay, I'm starving. I'm going to make us something to eat." We've been playing for three hours straight now. I'm over playing games. I've almost lost every single round.

"Ah man, really.  We just got started. Can I finish up here?"

"Whatever, yes. Leave me in peace and finish up in victory."

"Yes ma'am," I heard him say as I exited the lounge.

In the kitchen I pulled out some eggs, flour and a bunch of other things fot pancakes. Yum!

I make one after the other, flipped them and sugared them up. Just the way I like them.

I froze when strong arms folded around me from behind.

"Ah, you're making pancakes."

"Yes, your favorite."  He rested his chin on my shoulder.

"I'm almost finished. You can start wipping some cream."

"Sure." To my shock he actually did it. He put a bowl next to the stove where I was working and started on the cream.

This was fun.

**********

A while later we sat on the front porch with a pile of pancakes and cream. We ate like it was our last meal ever.

"Oh my gosh! I think I might explode. You'll have to carry me back inside."

"Okay." He stood and picked me up without any trouble.

"No! I wasn't serious, Liam!"

"I was. Let me just get you safely inside, I know you can be clumsy sometimes."

"Liam, put me down. I'm heavy."

"Heavy. Oh please! If you're heavy then a feather's heavy."

"Is not!"

"Shut up, Lora.  You're spoiling the moment."

"What moment?"

He sighed and put me down. "I'm over it. You can walk by your own now." Ah! I wanted to argue, but it's my own fault he put me down.

"It's late, we should probably go to bed now."

"Wait, I still have one present for you." He walked back to the lounge and pulled out a package.

"Don't open it now. You can open it when you're alone."

"Okay."

"Goodnight Cinderella."

"Goodnight Liam."

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