chantelle sits in front of liam, applying some ice to his sore bruise. liam winces as the cold ice touches the wound.
"i'm sorry you had to see that." liam says watching her blank expression as she just continues to fix the wound. he grimaces as it hurts to speak. she looks at him, her eyes full of pity.
"stop talking. you'll make it worse." she says quietly. he shuts his mouth and stays silent. chantelle leans away from his face and sees the red, bleeding cut on his lip. she tuts and grabs a wet piece of tissue, then carefully applies it to his wound.
"shit, that burns." liam whispers. chantelle glares at him. "sorry."
she stops applying the wet tissue and looks at it. it has stopped bleeding, so she throws the tissue away and starts to clean up.
liam just watches her as she starts to clean the appliances away. he waits for her to finish. she sits back down in front of him and looks at him, wearily.
"why didn't you tell me? i mean i had my suspicions that you two weren't the best of friends but.. i didn't think it was because of that." she says touching his cheek, the tingles spread down her arm and she shivers. liam leans into her touch and smiles, weakly at her.
"i didn't want you to think of me as a bad person for what i did." he says watching her as she sighs whilst shaking her head, her black curly afro moving around, wildly.
"that was in the past and i'm not going to judge you for it." she explains removing her warm hand from his face. he nods, slowly. "i was just disappointed in you."
"i know. i think everyone was but i've changed my ways. i promised to never mess with girls again." he says his eyes full of shame. chantelle smiles, softly.
"good." she says leaning in to hug him. she wraps her small arms around his torso, slowly. he hugs her back and wraps his arms around her waist.
"is this really happening?" liam asks a small, devious smirk on his bruised face. chantelle furrows her brows at his strange question. "i never thought you would hug me."
"really?" she asks as they pull away from eachother, slowly. he nods.
"you hate it when i touch you" he says slowly watching her face get brighter. she laughs.
"yeah.. because you touch me all of the time." she explains brushing her hair over her shoulders. liam smiles.
"i'm sorry that callum said those things about your dad." chantelle says taking his hand, softly. the warm tingles prick her fingers as their skins touch. liam's eyes flicker up towards her face, in sadness.
"callum is a smug little bastard, but i can't blame him." liam says shrugging his broad shoulders. chantelle sighs and lets go of his hand, reluctantly.
chantelle checks the time on her phone, "we have twenty minutes left of lunch." liam sighs and rolls his eyes.
"let's go, before the others start worrying about us." chantelle says jumping up to her feet. liam sighs, heavily but follows behind chantelle anyway.
as they walk up to the table, rachel looks up at the two of them with narrow eyes.
"what happened?" she asks immediately standing up to look at his face. she rushes forward and touches his face, looking at all his wounds.
matt looks up interested and smirks, "did chantelle give you that?"
liam snickers and rolls his eyes. rachel shakes her head and glares at matt, annoyed.
"you wish."
•
liam:
you wanna come around mine?
chantelle:
is your mum okay with it?
liam:
so what if she's not? just come over.
chantelle:
okay.
•
she unlocks the door that connects their back gardens together. she steps onto the sharp, freshly cut grass and looks around. taylor's toys and cars are spread all over the place. she walks through and sits on one of the deckchairs.
chantelle:
i'm in your back garden.
liam opens the back door to his house and looks outside. he sees chantelle sitting on one of his deckchairs, swinging her brown legs.
"why did you come through that door?" he asks sitting beside her. she sighs, pathetically.
"i didn't want to face the wrath of your mother." she says looking up at him. he scoffs and nudges her in her side, softly.
"she can't hurt you." he says playing with his fingers. chantelle shrugs.
"i don't really know.. i mean she seemed pretty scary when she caught me wearing her dressing gown." chantelle says looking at her shoes in the grass. liam stands up and brushes himself off. he stretches out his hand down to her. she looks up at him with a strange expression.
"what?" she asks a small smile on her lips. he shifts from foot to foot, nervously.
"just take my hand." he says still holding his hand down towards her. she rolls her eyes and takes it. the tingles are pricking her soft skin, she winces as they get stronger as his arm wraps around her waist.
"let's go and watch a movie in my room." he suggests guiding her towards their back door. she notices how her head rests on his chest. she can feel his heartbeat beating slowly and calmly. her heart is fluttering at the sound of his heart beating loudly in her ears.
"why?" chantelle asks looking up at him, cutely. he smiles and looks at her. he sighs and continues to guide her towards the door.
"because you helped me out a lot today and i want to treat you to a film." he says opening the door. she purses her lips at the idea.
"will there be snacks?" she asks as he drags her up the stairs. he sighs.
"yes." he says as they walk up to his door. he opens it. chantelle peaks in.
his room is a light shade of blue and the furniture is black. his bed rests in the middle of the room and his dresser sits beside the wardrobe on the right. he turns on the tv in the right corner and lays on his bed. chantelle sits beside him and looks at the mirror opposite his bed.
it's fairly simple.
"i'm going to get the snacks, okay?" liam says getting up from his bed. chantelle nods looking around at all his pictures. as he walks out, she notices a small picture resting in the left corner. taylor, liam, his mum and some other guy is in it. liam is holding an adorable looking baby taylor forcing a fake smile at the camera. his mum is cuddled up to guy with a bright, happy smile. the guy looks a lot likes an older version of taylor with his black curly hair and all.
chantelle smiles, weakly at the awkward photo. then liam walks in. she jumps a little and drops the picture.
"sorry!" she says scurrying to the ground to pick it up. liam chuckles, lightly and places the snacks on his dresser table. "i was just looking at this photo, it's-"
"awkward?" liam says grabbing the remote for his smart tv. chantelle nods.
"who is that?" she asks pointing to the stranger in the photo. liam's brown eyes flicker towards it and he tenses slightly.
"he's taylor's dad." he says turning back to the tv. chantelle nods, understanding. "mum forced us to take it."
"what film are we watching?" she asks sitting down beside him, carefully. he shrugs and hands her the remote.
"i don't know, your pick." he says leaning back against the pillow. she looks towards the tv and sees disney's: the little mermaid pop up on the screen.
"let's watch the little mermaid." chantelle says with a smirk. liam groans and stuffs his face into the pillow.
"great."