I was still shaking when I heard the beep beep beep, meaning the call was over. I set my phone onto the table, my mouth open wider than a cave. "What is it babe? Did you make it?" Liam asked, his face filled with a smile from the confidence he had in me.
"I.....I....." I began to act worried, trying to give them the wrong impression. Liam's face fell into a state of darkness, his eyes becoming droopy and his smile turning upside down. "No babe, it'll be alright," he began to say, holding my one hand in both of his.
I looked up at him again. "I GOT THE PART!" I started screaming, jumping out of my chair. He elevated along with me. "No freaking way! This is awesome! I knew you would!" he exclaimed, pulling me into a bear hug. The smell of his Hollister cologne consumed my nostrils, sending a sensation of pleasure throughout me.
My body was radiating happiness, as was Liam's. My mom eventually came over to join, pushing my chest farther into his, our hearts beating as one. My mom let go, pulling me away from Liam into her own arms. "I'm so proud of you my little girl," she whispered in my ear, tears running down her face. She separated herself from me, holding both of my hands in hers, like we were little girls on a school playground.
My mom dropped my hands and rushed into the kitchen. I heard the fridge door open and then close, along with the clattering noises made by the forks she was picking up. She reappeared in the dining room with the chocolate cake balancing very steadily in one hand, and three forks in the other.
"I figured we could fill the rest of our tummies up with this," she said, looking down at the cake. "But without plates. We'll all just dig in."
She placed the cake on the edge of the table as she cleaned up what was left of our spaghetti dinner. Liam sat down, gesturing for me to sit on his lap. My mom looked at us and smiled, showing her acceptance of our actions.
After my mom was in the kitchen and I heard the faucet creak and the water run, I turned my torso around to face Liam. "My mom knows about last night, and she's totally fine with it." I was beyond excited to have those words run out of my mouth. He showed off his pearly whites, his lips disappearing into thin lines that bordered them. "That's amazing babe," he said before kissing my forehead lightly.
The water turned off, and I positioned myself to face the table. As soon as my mom's large bottom was slipped into her chair, Liam and I both grabbed our forks and dug in. The cake was so moist and so flavorful, and was almost as sweet as the person who brought it.
The fork slipped out of my mom's mouth before I heard a slight moan from her side. Chocolate was her weakness. Her eyes opened wide in astonishment, piercing right through me and into Liam. "WHERE DID YOU GET THIS CAKE?" she asked, sounding like a 6-year-old who has just experienced it for the first time. "Publix. Who knew, right?" A small smirk appeared on his face.
After several more bites, I decided I was full. But that doesn't mean I was done with the cake. I swiped two of my fingers into the decadent frosting, pulling them through with an efficient amount remaining on.
I slowly moved my hand closer and closer to its final destination before I attacked, wiping the icing all over Liam's cute button nose. His jaw dropped in shock, his hands automatically skinning the top of the cake, and then crashing the icing all over my face. My mom smiled at us, giggling. "I love you guys," she said, shoving another bite of cake in her mouth.
Liam's clean hand ran up and down my thigh. Thank god I had shaved. I placed my untouched hand ontop of his, allowing his motions to control mine. I couldn't ask for a better congratulations party.
Afterwards, we all helped clean up. I washed the dishes, Liam dried them, and my mom put them away. It felt like something out of a movie.
Once we finished, Liam and I went into my room. As we entered, I led myself towards the TV, carefully pushing the on button so it wouldn't fall off the wall like it has done many times before. He sat himself on my bed, taking his shoes off one at a time, knowing they would soon be inside.
Chapter 4
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