Liam POV:
"Liam! This is silly!" Juliet giggled.
"No, it really isn't babe." I reassured her. We were in my shooting range, and I was giving her lessons on how to shoot a gun, and so far, it wasn't going that well.
"Why do I even need to use a gun anyhow?" She asked, putting her free-hand on her hip.
"Because, my gang just killed another gang's leader, so that means all hell will break loose soon. I won't always be there to protect you. I can say that I will be, but I can't promise. You need to learn self-defense."
"Why can't I just carry around a can of pepper spray?" she asked, her eyes unknowing.
"Honey, the guys that will go after you are used to being pepper sprayed."
"Oh." she said, looking at the ground.
"'C'mon babe. You can do it. All you have to do is have a really good grip on the gun and another lightly on the trigger. When you're ready to fire, pull the trigger." I said, doing a demonstration. I hit the target, right in the middle. "And when you've shot them, shoot them again, just to be sure. You try." I said, going behind her to help her get into the right position. When she pulled the trigger, I felt her jump, and then she started laughing.
"Liam, that was such an adrenaline rush!" she laughed, jumping up and down.
"Sweetie! Sweetie...that's a loaded pistol...please don't wave it around like that." I said, softly grabbing the gun from her. She gave me a puppy dog frowny face and crossed her arms. I tapped her on the nose and went to put up the guns.
"Ugh! You are no fun, Liam!" She joked.
"Oh really?" I said, closing the door to the shooting range behind me. "I'm no fun?" We began to walk past my pool on the way out of the basement. I got an idea. She was murmuring something and then I pushed her in. She let out a loud yelp before going headfirst into the pool. A few seconfds later, she came to the surface.
"What the hell was that for?" She asked, spitting out water.
"Am I still not fun?" I laughed.
"No! You're just a jerk!" She said.
"Oh, come on babe. Here, let me help you out." I said, extending my hand. Before I knew it, I was engulfed in ice cold water. Once I resurfaced, I heard Juliet screaming of laughter. "Seriously?!" I yelled. She nodded and continued laughing. I started to swim to her and she began to try and get out. I grabbed her by the waist and whispered "Got you." in her ear.
"That you did." She said softly into mine. I kissed her temple and then helped her get out. I grabbed two towels and I felt her hand intertwine with mine. I felt like I was dreaming.
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"Man, you need to snap the fuck out of it." Harry said, hitting me in the back of the head.
"Out of what?" I asked.
"Out of this little puppy love phase that you are in. It's getting really fucking annoying. All the guys have noticed it."
"I'm not acting any different than I was, Harry. You're just too much of an asshole to see that."
"Ok, fine. But when you're the one getting your head blown off by a group of Enrique's boys because you're too busy slow dancing to some 80's love song, don't count on me to save your ass." He said, slamming the door to my house.
Was I getting soft on the gang? Was I getting soft in general? Juliet bosses me around, and she's the only one who can away with it...Should I begin to take charge and be myself again?
Juliet POV:
I have never felt so in love before. I mean, I think I am in love. I never loved Greg, or Darren...I did love Wes though. He had my heart until he broke it on the night of junior prom. Since then, I had a fling with Darren, and then 6 months with Greg. No one ever compared to the way Wes made me feel...and then Liam came along. Liam was the guy you could only dream of. He was the polite, wonderful man that your mother and father would be happy to meet.
Today, Liam was letting me go out on my own to do some Christmas shopping. I had to bring my gun, of course. He got a brand new gun, it was silver and the right size for my hands. It had my intials on the trigger, too. I felt so...so..bad ass.
I had exactly $4,000 saved up on my old account to spend on gifts. Liam told me that he didn't want anything from me. He told me to save up my money and buy myself something nice, and something nice for my parents.
I went outside into the chilly air, waiting for Liam to come outside so he can drop me off at the mall. I had a pair of black jeans on, a sweater, a peacoat, leg warmers, and boots, yet I was still freezing. Liam came out a few minutes later, and he didn't look at me. In the car, he didn't talk to me and kept both hands on the steering wheel, so I couldn't hold his hand. Maybe he was just in a bad mood.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said shortly. Weird, he had never been short with me before. Had he gotten ahold of his mom, and did it turn out badly? I wondered. I knew even though he said not to, I was still getting him a present.
Once we got to the mall, I leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek. He leaned his head against the window before I could do so.
"Okay." I said abruptly. I got out and slammed the door. I tried to be nice to him, and that's how I get treated?
I shopped around for about two or three hours, buying my mom a few dresses and my dad some new ties. I also got my mom a pair of Lou Boutin's, just like mine. She always wanted a pair, and she could have bought them, but she said that even though we had a lot of money, we should never waste it. I had about $3,000 left on my card. I decided to look around for Liam.
I went into a gun shop first, and I found absolutely nothing that he didn't already have. But then, something caught my eye. A dagger. A dagger shaped like a snake.
"Excuse me, how much for this?" I asked a large, scary looking man.
"The cobra dagger? What are you buying that for?" He asked.
"It's for my boyfriend." I said shyly.
"$1,200." He said.
"I'll take it. Can I get it engraved?"
"Okay, what do you want it to say?"
"L.J.P." I said.
"He's your boyfriend?" The man asked, obviously shocked.
"Yes."
"Wonderful! I'll engrave it for free and you can get it for $800." the man said.
"Oh no, don't give me a discount because he is my boyfriend."
"No, no. The man has a store discount card. Get's everything cheaper." He said, putting the knife under the machine where he was engraving it. He finished it up, and wrapped and boxed it. "He may be disappointed next time he comes in here. I told him I was getting a cobra dagger and the man about pissed himself." He laughed. "Good job picking it out. Great minds think alike." he smiled, handing me the bag.
"Oh...thanks!" I said, leaving the store.
I went to a jewelry store next, to get my dad a watch and my mom a necklace. Right before leaving the store, another thing caught my eye. It was a pure silver dog tag. I think Liam would look especially cute in it.
I bought it and got his name put on it, I also got mine in very small, almost microscopic letters on the back. I hoped that he would like it, and I hoped he was on his way to pick me up because I was ready to leave. I decided to call him.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, I'm ready to leave." I said.
"Can you wait a few hours? I'm busy. I'll be there at 8 outside in the front." He said, then hung up.
I could not believe him! He told me yesterday that I could go to the mall and he would be ready to get me when I want to leave.
I wanted to make him mad.
I wanted to piss him off.
I did the first thing that came to mind, and walked into a tattoo parlor.
"Hi." I said to the tattoo artist.
"Hey, what do you want?" he asked.
"Uhm, I want a daisy."
"That's it?"
"Yep."
I told him I wanted it on my back, on the upper right hand side. It was 3 plain black daisies, but they were beautiful when he finished them. It hurt like a bitch though, and yes, I did cry a bit. My shoulder was red, and it was past eight o clock. My phone had many missed calls and I walked out of the mall prouder than ever.
"Where the fuck have you been?!" Liam yelled when I got in the car.
"Shopping." I said plainly.
"Well, I hope you had fun. You're not going again for a while." he said, full of anger.
"Oh, I did." I smiled. I pulled the sleeve of my shirt down, revealing my new tattoo. "Can't you tell?"
"What the hell?" He asked. "Is that real?"
"Yep."
"Look Juliet..."
"Save it, Liam." I interuppted.
We didn't speak to eachother for the rest of the night.
AN: Sorry for the bad ending, I promise the next update will be 10x better!