Macy's P.O.V-
The pair of chocolate brown eyes watched me inquisitively, wondering what I was thinking to myself. My fingers pinched the straw of my chocolate milkshake, stirring in the whip cream as my chin was resting in my hand, my elbow on the table top.
"What'cha thinking?" he finally asked, grinning at me happily as he rested his hand out on the table, waiting for me to hold it. With a roll of my eyes and giggling, my hand found his.
"Hm, just about you," I admitted, smiling as he frowned. "Why the frown? It's nothing bad, silly."
"Oh good. Honestly, you could have been planning how to kill me and stash the body, or dump me, or cut off all my toes," Liam babbled, continuing to name horrible yet silly things that he knows I would never think of.
"Liam, shush. People are gonna overhear us and think we hate each other and are planning on murderous deeds," I whispered, trying not to laugh.
"Fine, let me pay for our milkshakes first then we can go and talk as loud as we want and about anything we want. Like pussy cats for example, we should get one," Liam said, shooting me a smile before getting up, leaving my hand and sauntering over to the counter to pay.
When Liam came back, I was still plopped down on the chair, sipping the delicious drinkable dessert. He held out his hand for me to take, which I did. Mine were ice cold from holding the cool drink, so my skin tingled when his warm skin touched mine, intertwining our fingers, lacing them easily together.
"Your hands are absolutely freezing," he pointed out, which made me roll my eyes. "What? Don't get sassy with me.. I'm just saying," he blushed, pouting and giving me a puppy dog look.
"Aw, I'm sorry," I laughed, leaning against his shoulder as we walked down the street, going on my tip toes and kissing his cheek.
"It's okay, babe. You're forgiven," he replied, giving my hand a gentle squeeze as we made our short journey back to his flat.
Liam and I have been dating for a few months now, well being specific four months it's been, four wonderful months. He has asked me multiple times recently to move in with him, but I think it's too soon. I don't want to mess this relationship up and take things too fast, so for now I'll be staying in my own little flat.
And we have a drawer of our stuff at one another's flats, we are always spending at least one night a week at each other's flat, and we are always with each other, so it's like we are already technically living with each other. So I don't see the point of moving in just yet.
"You're thinking again," Liam said, snapping me out of my thoughts about our living arrangements.
"No I wasn't," I replied sheepishly, looking up at him and smiling faintly before watching our feet walk in sync.
"C'mon, you tell me everything. Don't start pretending to be shy," Liam wined, poking my arm repeatedly. Playfully slapping his hand away, he let out a sigh and stopped, turning the last corner to get onto his block.
I followed him up the steps and onto the second floor to get to his tiny apartment he shared with Niall. Honestly, it was nothing fancy. It was very much like mine; very quaint and cozy.
He pushed the door open after fiddling with the lock to find Niall in his underwear lounging on the sofa, a bag of pretzels in his hands and a beer can on the table, clutter sprawled all over the floor; a combination of both boys things.
"Hi Niall," I greeted the Irish boy whose blue eyes were glued to the TV screen. He looked up at us and smiled.
"Hey Macy. Hi Liam," he said before going right back to the football game on the screen. Niall adjusted his position on the couch, stretching his body out and letting out a yawn before swinging his legs around and planting them onto the dirty, clothing covered floor. "Hm, we've got some cleaning to do," he said aloud, furrowing his brow at the mess, as if just realizing it now.
"Niall," Liam sighed, sounding annoyed. "I thought you said you were going to clean up your stuff." I placed my hand on his arm, making him turn to look at me. Shooting him a look, Liam nodded, understanding what I meant to take it easy on him.
Liam disappeared down the hall into his room to get something as I took a seat next to Niall, lifting his legs up for a second before resting them onto my lap. "What did you do all day?" I asked him, sliding my hand into the bag of food,
"Basically just this," Niall laughed, making me roll my eyes and chuckle as well.
"God, you are so lazy. Don't you want to go out and meet girls?" I winked, poking his bare feet, making them wiggle, knowing he is very ticklish.
"Mac!" Liam called from his bedroom down the hall before Niall could answer, but we all knew what he would say, no.
"Hm, 'scuse me babe. My other babe is calling me," I laughed, heaving his legs off my body. Sauntering off down the hall and into Liam's bedroom, I found him lying on his bed, his TV on while flipping through channels. "You called?" I asked, a smile on my face as I climbed on right next to him.
"I just rang the other boys. They'll be over shortly to stay with Niall so we can go out to catch a film," Liam spoke eagerly, yet not taking his eyes off the television. My hands went to his cheek and I turned his face to look at me.
"Why? I feel as if I'm always just taking you away from them... Always being together, you're never home to just hang out with them anymore," I whispered, but Liam furrowed his brow at what I had said.
"No, that's not true though. I hang out with the lads, but you are my girlfriend... Of course I'd be spending a lot of time with you," he chuckled, smiling at me. All I could do was sigh. He just wasn't understanding what I meant... "You're thinking again," he frowned.
"I was just thinking what movie we could see," I laughed, leaning in and pecking his lips softly before pulling back. Liam's arms snaked around my body, pulling me right back in. "Maybe we can go see Spiderman. That guy is really fit in that movie."
"If you want to," he said, kissing me once more before letting me roll over and off the bed, back onto the floor. I grabbed onto his hand to tug him off, but he held his ground.
"Liam," I wined, pulling harder. "I think the other boys are here, c'mon," I groaned, trying with all my might. He finally let me win, letting me pull him off the more then just comfy bed and onto the floor. "Jesus, you are so heavy," I gasped out as I tried dragging him down the hall.
"Macy?" someone shouted, running down into the hall to find me hauling Liam on the floor. I turned to see Harry at the end of the tiny corridor, smiling like a goofball. "I haven't seen you in two days!" he cried out, obviously teasing me. We always kid around like that.
He bounded down the hall and lifted me into his arms, hugging me tightly. I heard Liam get up from behind me and tapped Harry's shoulder, telling him to set me down which made us both laugh.
"Where's Wayne?" I asked, walking into the living room to find him standing near the door. Letting out an exaggerated squeal, I hugged the Bradford boy tightly, kissing his cheek.
Someone coughed behind us, probably Liam. But when I turned around, Louis was standing there as if he were a neglected little puppy that no one wanted. "Aw, Boo," I pouted, frowning and pulling him into a big hug. "I didn't forget about you, I was just saving you for last," I explained, petting the back of his soft, fluffy hair.
"Hold on, my butt's vibrating," I laughed, causing Louis to give me this weird face.
"Um, ew," he giggled.
"Shut up, twat," I whispered, hoping Liam wouldn't hear me. Louis' mouth turned into a perfect 'o' and he turned to fine Liam as I read the text message from Tatum:
S.O.S. meet me at my flat in 30
That's all it said. Whenever we text s.o.s, we know it's an emergency, no matter how big or small, we always have to respond to it. It was probably about Finn, he is a typical douche. He most likely did something again to hurt her, and I'm honestly sick of it. This is the second time this month, and it's starting to get me upset.
Thirty minutes would give me enough time to stop by my flat to get icecream, some movies, then drive over there. Pick up some sappy romantic movies, her favorite icecream, and I'll be set. Just I hope to get there before her to get everything set up.
Tatumâs P.O.V.
Another stressful day at work, another fight with Finn, and another day of my mum crying about dad, whatâs new? Thatâs how everyday is. I go to work get pushed around by my boss, get into a fight with my boyfriend Finn, and then go to see mum sobbing on the now tear stained couch.
I look at her and her body is shaking because of crying so hard. Closing my eyes I go over and hug her, of course she lays limp in my arms while she chokes out sobs.
This has been going on for weeks she just canât accept that my dad has cancer. It was hard for me to, but I take things very well unlike my depressed mother who canât even get up from the couch without sneaking around the house like someone else was here.
And truth was I was never here to see how she was doing or if she was taking care of herself. I was either at Finnâs or my apartment, or Macyâs when she wasnât with her boyfriend, Liam. And now I think I was staying home at mine tonight seeing Finn and I arenât on good terms right now, but when are we? We always fight itâs been like this since senior year, always on and off, fighting, and then ending up together again after a day. I could say I loved him, but Iâm just not sure if I even have a healthy relationship anymore that is worth loving him then getting my heart ripped out of my chest over and over again.
But thatâs the thing as much as I hate being hurt; Finn has this side to him. The side I know thatâs the real Finn, the sweet, cute one. The one I love. Or at least the one I fell in love with.
I realized I still had my arms wrapped around my shaking, small, depressed mum. And deep down inside I knew the real mum that raised me was in there too, I just hoped she didnât need as many chances as Finn does.
Releasing my mum I got up and went to go home, to my apartment. My apartment was pretty much a waste seeing I was with Finn all the time, but when we got into fights it came in handy.
I opened the door to the little apartment right outside of the cute, small Italian restaurant. I ordered there a couple times and their food is pretty decent.
Unlocking the door and flipping on the switch I saw Macy sitting on the couch texting. She looked up and tilted her head. I dropped my bag and went to sit on the couch with her.
âWe broke up.â She knew who I was talking about. Macy and I had known each other for a long time, long enough for her to know about my relationship.
She hugged me and smiled. âMaybe you should take a break from him,â She said. She was right I needed a break, I needed to spend some time with my dad, and I just needed to not stress about Finn.
âYouâre right,â I said. She smiled and put her phone away.
âI know, Iâm always right,â She said. I shook my head; those boys are getting to her.
âSo how are you and Liam?â I asked. They were the most adorable couple ever! He is so sweet and nice to her all the time.
She smiled âWeâre doing well. He really is the best thing that has happened to me in a long time, but I just donât want to rush into things just yet.â
âThatâs good, Iâll beat him up if he hurts you,â I laughed. There was no way I would ever be able to beat up Liam. that dude is all muscle.
âAlright enough about him, I havenât spent quality time with you in a while so we are getting a lot of ice cream and watching some films,â She said digging in the bag she had brought and pulled out my favorite Mint Chocolate Chip and Cookie Dough. My best friend was awesome!
âMy favorite,â I smiled. She grabbed the spoons and we curled up on the couch watching The Vow.
I looked over to see tear streaks and make-up all over Macyâs face, canât hate I had them to. The ice cream was almost gone and my nose was stuffy thanks to crying.
âThat movie was so good, and sad!â Macy bawled. I had to admit my mind was anywhere but the movie, and it still got to me. I love Romantic movie.
âYeah, but Channing Tatum is so hot. I canât wait to see Magic Mike,â I laughed. She wiped the tears away and laughed.
âTatum, he is more than sexy. That man is a walking god. We are so going to see Magic Mike,â She laughed.
âLiam coming,â I joked. She and Liam have an excellent relationship, they are so cute together! Macy smiled and pulled out some more ice cream.
âIâm sure he would love to go see a movie where guys strip. Iâll ask him tomorrow,â She joked. I laughed imagining Liam going to see Magic Mike just to see his girlfriend; he would do anything for her. Again they were so cute!
âLiam is so good to you; I wish Finn could be the same.â
Macy frowned and spoke up. âLook Tatum I think you should beâ¦done with him,â She said trying to lay it down on me softly.
I really didnât know how I felt about that. Even my best friend knew this relationship, or whatever it is, should be left behind because there was nothing to fix. It just doesnât work, and I donât think it ever will.
âI know, but I love him,â I sighed. You could see the rage in Macyâs; she was never a big fan of Finn. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
âThat is not love.â I looked around; this was uncomfortable for me to talk about. But she had a point was this love, or just nothing to him?
âOk I donât want to get into a fight, so letâs just drop it.â She rolled her eyes
âNo I wonât drop it, you need to be done with him,â She said. âPlease promise to at least try to meet other people?â She begged. How bad could that be? I could meet some other people, maybe even date a little. But I donât think Finn wants to be apart. So I decided on this.
âIâll think about it.â
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