Fearless » Liam Dunbar

Tell her

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I groaned and rolled over in bed.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

My eyes fluttered open and I started to sit up. Where's that noise coming from?

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The window.

I climbed out of bed and cautiously made my way over to my bedroom window. I hesitated before I drew back the curtains. This could either be an animal or a person. I'm hoping animal because a person could either mean - human, supernatural or assassin.

Finally, I built up the courage to pull back the curtains. I jumped back in surprise when I saw Liam's face. He offered me a weak smile. I sighed and pulled open the window.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed.

"I wanted to talk" he said quietly as he climbed in.

"It's 2 o'clock in the morning" I said squinting as the moonlight entered my room.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, suddenly pressing his lips to mine.

"Well, hello to you too" I said with a giggle.

"I couldn't sleep so-"

I cut him off. "You decided to come and wake me up"

"No. Well, yeah" he chuckled. "I just wanted to know if you were okay. We didn't exactly have chance to talk earlier" he said.

"I am now" I grinned. He laughed. "So what did you want to talk about?"

He looked a little nervous for a moment "Well, firstly, I wanted to ask you on a date. And secondly, I wanted to ask you to officially be my girlfriend"

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"I take that as a yes to both" he mumbled against my lips.

"Mmm" I bit his lip, causing his mouth to part enough for me to slip my tongue in. Liam's hands gripped my waist tighter as I ran my fingers through his hair. We both stumbled backwards, causing me to accidentally slam into my dressing table. The snow globe my grandma gave me for my tenth birthday wobbled and then fell to the floor, smashing to pieces.

Liam pulled away and looked at me guilty. "Never liked that thing anyway" I muttered. Liam laughed but cut short and looked over at my door. "What? What's wrong?" I asked.

"Someone's coming" he whispered. I quickly shoved him back to the window and then I ran back to the broken snow globe pieces. Moments later, Scott entered the room.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" I asked. He shook his head with a confused expression on his face. "I was going to the toilet but I couldn't see where I was going and-"

"Where is he?" My eyes widened.

"Who?" I asked innocently.

"Liam. I know he's in here" He said, pulling open my wardrobe doors.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I lied. But Scott probably heard the rise in my heart rate. He went over to the window and pulled it open, revealing a nervous looking Liam.

"Nothing happened. He came to talk to me, that's all" I explained quickly.

"And after that?" Scott raised his eyebrows.

"Scott, I'm fifteen"

"I was fifteen once. I know how guys think" he crossed his arms and looked at Liam.