Liam’s POV“Good morning,” Emma greeted me as she fluttered her eyes open, trying to sit up on the bed.It was currently quarter past 9 a.m. and I was getting ready to head over to my parent’s place so I could speak with them about this whole grandchild issue. I had gotten up by a little past 8 a.m. and started getting ready so I was pretty much done at this point. I was about to put on my shirt when Emma woke up.“Morning,” I greeted her back with a wide smile on my face.“Why are you so smiley?” she asked, chuckling. “Is there something on my face?” she touched her face to check.“Yes”.“Really? What is it?” she began to panic.“Beauty”.“Ew,” she rolled her eyes, laughing. “God, you’re so corny”.“I know,” I replied, laughing alongside her and wiggling my eyebrows.I walked up to the side of the bed she was on and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Hey, gorgeous”.“Hi,” she blushed. “You smell really nice and look good too. Where are you off to?”“First of all, thank you. Secondly,
Liam’s POV“Is there a problem?” I asked, directing my question to both of them.“Liam, you may be upset with us and that’s fine. But you will not disrespect your father like that. Apologize. Right now,” my mother demanded.“No”.“Liam!” she exclaimed.“Who the hell do you think you are, boy? Coming into my house and disrespecting me in such a manner?” my father asked, standing up and taking gentle strides toward me.“I really wouldn’t be disrespecting you in such a manner if you didn’t give me a reason to, and trust me, you’ve given me a reason to all my life,” I sneered, standing up and facing him.At this point, we were practically butting heads with each other. I was about two inches taller than my father so I was towering over him; him looking up at me and me looking down at him. It was as though we were in a breathing competition with each other.“Get out of my house, Liam,” he growled.“No,” I snapped.That definitely took him aback as he had a look of shock plastered on his f
Liam’s POVAs soon as I stepped out of the main house door, I sprinted down the stairs and into my car. I immediately got onto the road and started heading back home with just one thing, or rather, one person, on my mind; Emma. Since she was taking over my mind so much, I decided to put a call through to her. “Hey there,” she greeted me once she picked up the phone. “Hey, beautiful. What’re you up to?” “Nothing much. I just finished taking a shower now I’m about to dress up. Are you still at your parent’s place?” she asked. “Nah. I left a few minutes ago. I’m on my way back home now”. “Oh. Okay. So how did that go?” she asked, sorry evident through her voice. “As well as it possibly could considering the kind of person my father is,” I sighed. “Are you okay?” the sound of worry now more evident in her voice. “I’ll be alright,” I smiled. “Don’t worry about me”. “Alright,” she said, taking a deep breath. “Hey, do you have to be at work tomorrow?” I asked. “Uhm, not unless a
Emma’s POV“Hey,” Liam called out to me softly. “What?” I asked, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to adjust them to the brightness of the sun that was beaming into the car through the windows. I didn’t even realize I had slept off. “We’re here,” he smiled, turning his head the other way to look at the cabin in front of us. “Oh my God,” I gasped. “This place is beautiful, Liam”. “You think so?” he looked back at me with the smile still on his face. “Absolutely. Wow,” I breathed out. “Is this yours?” I asked as I unbuckled my belt. “Something like that,” he answered, stepping out of the car. I stepped out too and we converged in front of the building. It was small but big at the same time. I’m not sure what wood was used in building it, but it was beautiful.“What do you mean by that?”“It’s my grandfather’s place,” he sighed. “Oh,” I was stunned. I didn’t know how to react to that because I was most definitely not prepared for it. “Mhm. He left it to me when he died but I haven’
Emma’s POVWhat the fuck?!This has to be a joke. Did I hear him well?I doubt because what the actual fuck did Liam just say to me?!Love? How? When? Where? What?All these thoughts kept floating through my head as I slowly started releasing myself from his embrace. It happened so slowly that I didn’t even realize I had stopped holding him until I was a few inches away from him. “Emma,” he called my name out, softly, breaking me out from my chain of multiple thoughts.“What?” “Are you okay? You look like you’re about to throw up”. “Yeah, well I’m currently standing naked in a dirty lake, and you just told me that you love me. Excuse me if wanting to hurl is something that I feel like doing at this moment,” I snapped at him. “I’m sorry,” he said, quietly. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. “I’m sorry. I just, I can’t do this right me,” I said, hurriedly as I rushed out of the water. I picked up my clothes and put on my shirt and underwear then ran into the cab
Emma’s POV“Hey,” I spoke up after a long while of silence. “Hi,” he replied shortly after. “Still not ready to come out?”“I am,” I said, unlocking the door and opening it. He was sitting up against the side of the door frame, clear from the door itself. I’m sure he thought that whenever I was ready to open the door I’d do so abruptly and cause him to fall back hard so he just went against doing that altogether. I noticed he dropped a stick on the floor when he saw me, a stick I’m sure he had been playing with to alleviate his boredom.“Hi,” he said again, standing up from the floor, making sure to dust his body off any dirt he may have sat on. “You good?”“Mhm,” I nodded. “You really sat out here the whole time?” I asked with a small smile forming on my lips.“Of course. I did tell you that I wasn’t moving till you were ready to speak to me and I didn’t plan to go back on my word. So, are you ready to talk now?”“I don’t know,” I sighed. “I mean, what exactly is there for us to ta
Emma’s POVIt was morning. I didn’t even realize it when Liam and I slept off, but I woke up in his arms on the couch.I needed to pee, so I gently removed his arms from around my waist and ran to the bathroom. When I was done, I decided to use the opportunity to brush my teeth as well before I came back into the living room and just sat on the rocking chair opposite the couch he was on, staring at him as I began thinking about everything that had happened yesterday. After he gave me the shocking news about him and Anna’s breakup last night, I knew that I was truly the only one with one leg in and the other leg out at that point. So yeah, our moving forward as a couple really solely depended on me and the decision I made.Since he told me he was actually single now, I decided to come clean and tell me exactly how I felt about him; that I loved him and have felt that way for a long time, even though a big part of me believes we won’t ever be together for real. He appreciated my hone
Emma’s POV“Is that all your stuff?” Liam asked, grabbing my bag from me as he loaded up the car. “Yeah”. “You sure?” he looked at me skeptically. “I don’t know if you know this but you kind of sort of tend to forget things in certain places”. “Wow,” I dragged out slowly. “So that’s what you think about me?” I smacked his arm. “Seriously, Emma. You’ve got to stop hitting me,” he whined, massaging his arm. “Any more of this and I’d have to report you for abuse”. “I’d like to see you try,” I scoffed, sticking out my tongue at him. “Such a child,” he rolled his eyes. “Wait a minute,” he paused and scanned me. “Where’s your locket?” he asked, tilting his head to the side a bit. “Oh my God!” I shouted then ran back inside to get it. “There. Now I’m all set,” I said, putting it on as I walked back out of the cabin. “Thanks for reminding me. I’d have been devastated if I forgot this here”. “I can imagine. It’s no worry though. I’d have always come around to get it if you did leave
Liam’s POVIt had been a week since Emma had made her choice to be with me and for this last week, I’ve probably been the happiest man on this earth. Now, our first anniversary was in three days, and I had no idea what to do. Before we got married, I remember while I was having one of the pre-wedding discussions with my mother, she said she would love for Emma and me to throw a party or a ball or something in that regard to commemorate the milestone, while also making sure we appear as a happily married couple in the public light. However, with how things are going in the family right now, with my dad’s sickness and the rift between Emma and my parents, that party that my mother would have wanted us to have just doesn’t seem probable. And to be honest, I haven’t even had a talk with Emma about this anniversary of ours, so God knows if she actually remembers that it’s even coming up or not. “Liam! Where are you!?” Ryan yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts as he stepped into the apa
Emma’s POV“Hey,” I finally breathed out after minutes of us staring at each other while I stood out there in the doorway. “Hi,” he responded, then shook his head as if he had just been overcome with a sense of realization. “Come in,” he gestured for me to come into the house. “Sorry about that. I didn’t realize I had kept you standing there”. “It’s fine,” I dismissed it with a small smile. “I was lost in thought too, anyway”. “Right,” he replied, his lips drawn up into a tight smile. “Here,” he gestured to my bag that was still slung over my shoulder. “Let me get that for you”. “Oh. Thank you,” I said as I handed the bag to him. “No problem,” he replied, walking over to place the bag down on the couch while I took a seat on one of the stools surrounding the kitchen island. “So,” he started as he came back into the kitchen and took a seat on the opposite side of me. “How’d it go over there at Maywood?” he continued, his eyes focused on mine as he eagerly awaited what I had to s
Emma’s POVIt was now Sunday, so it was time for me to head back home. As I packed up the last of my toiletries, my mind wandered back to the events of the past few days. The emotional rollercoaster I'd been on since my trip to the cabin with Liam, followed by the heart-wrenching conversation with Tony, left me feeling both drained and oddly liberated.I zipped up my bag and took one last look around the hotel room that had been my sanctuary for the night. After leaving Tony's apartment yesterday evening, I couldn't bear the thought of going back to the home I shared with Liam. Although Liam and I were in a good place, it just felt unfair to me to immediately run back into his arms after what had just gone down with Tony. So, I needed time to process everything, and to gather my thoughts before facing him.As I wheeled my suitcase towards the door, my phone buzzed with a text from Sammy - ‘Hey, girl. What’s going on over there? Call me when you can’I smiled, grateful for her constant
Emma’s POVHis words hit me hard, even though I knew he was probably right. “Tony, I—”He held up a hand, cutting me off gently. “It's okay, Emma. I'm not angry with you. Hurt, yes, but not angry. You can't help how you feel”.I felt a fresh wave of tears spill over. “You're too good, Tony. You deserve someone who can love you wholly, without any doubt or confusion”. A sad smile played at the corners of his mouth. “Maybe. But I fell for you, Emma. All of you, complications and all”. We sat in silence for a while, the weight of unspoken words hanging between us. Finally, Tony spoke again. “So, what are you going to do about Liam? You want to be with him, right?”I hesitated for a moment, thinking about my answer, until I eventually nodded my head. “Yes I do,” I sighed. “You know, this is honestly the first time since that day that I’m actually saying it out loud that I want to be with Liam, and it’s so crazy because even after running to Sammy’s house the moment we got back home, I s
Emma’s POV“Oh,” he said, suddenly sounding dejected. “We need to talk,” he repeated after me. “That can never be a good thing,” he chuckled bitterly as he loosened his grip on my waist until he eventually let me go completely.“Can we sit?” I asked, still looking up at him.“Of course,” he smiled slightly. “After you,” he said, pointing to a couch behind us for us to sit on.“Thank you,” I said as I sat down, my eyes still trained on him, watching his every move.“Mhm,” he nodded as he walked over to the couch, sitting down on the spot not too far away from me.“So,” he clasped his hands together after heaving out a deep breath. “What's going on, Emma?”I was silent. Not because I didn’t know what I wanted to say, but I was trying to figure out the best way to say it such that I would seem like a person and not a completely horrible one.I sighed, letting out a deep breath as my shoulders fell further than they already had.“Okay,” Tony chuckled, bitterly too, if I might add. “What’s
Emma's POVSaturday had finally come, meaning that it was time for me to go to Maywood to see Tony. Luckily for me, Maywood from Los Angeles wasn’t far at all, so I didn’t have to leave home early or anything. As I packed my overnight bag, stuffing my charger into it, it dawned on me properly that I hadn’t actually been to Maywood to see Tony before. Since he and I started talking, the only times we’d seen each other here in L.A. was when he’d come over here for business. Obviously, it worked for us, and so we’d meet up, but that has happened just two or three times now. So, thinking about all of this, it was quite sad that the reason I was going to Maywood to see him now was to let him know of my situation with Liam. Stepping out of my room, I bumped into Liam who was on his way back into his room. “Oh. Hey. Good morning,” I greeted him, a bit startled by his presence. “Morning. How was your night?” he responded, sounding rather chipper. “It was good, thank you. And yours?” I ask
Emma's POV“Hey,” I greeted Liam as I walked into the apartment. “Oh, hey. I didn’t hear you come in,” he said, standing up from his spot on the couch, as he walked over to me. “Yeah, I’m not surprised. The volume of the TV is quite loud,” I chuckled softly. “Right. Sorry,” he snapped his fingers and rushed back to the living room to turn the TV off. “Alright,” he clasped his hands as he walked back over to me. “Hey,” he hugged me. “You good?” he asked as he released me from his embrace. “Yeah,” I nodded, then sighed. “Just tired”. “Sorry,” he said with a pitiful look on his face. “So, did you get to see what it was that caused the traffic?”“Yeah actually. It was an accident. Nothing too serious though. I mean, I wouldn’t actually know, but from what I saw, it didn’t seem like there were any casualties or anything”. “Okay. Well, that’s good,” he nodded. “Mhm,” I said, making my way into the living room, as I dropped my keys on the dining table. “What was it that you stopped
Emma’s POVFollowing my whole issue with Liam last night and our awkward encounter with each other at breakfast this morning, I think it was safe to say that I’ve been rather uncomfortable throughout my time at work so far today. With the way the air is between us right now, I just feel weird and uneasy. Sadly, this is how I feel anytime he and I have a disagreement or a fight or whatever. The man just has too much of a hold over me and it’s very annoying sometimes – like now. Trying to get work in this moment is mad difficult because I simply cannot get him off my mind. During my lunch break, I contemplated giving him a call so we could work things out, but I decided against doing that for two main reasons. The first and most important reason was that if I did that, even though he would deny it, I would most certainly come off as desperate and probably even clingy. The second reason was that, at the end of the day, he and I would still meet each other at home, and it would be far be
Emma’s POV“Well?” Liam chuckled as he looked at me expectantly. “Are you going to tell me what it is or what?” he asked. I let out a deep breath because I knew the next words that were going to come out of my mouth weren’t going to be pleasing for him to hear. “I’ll be going to Maywood this weekend,” I gulped. “Maywood?” he asked with furrowed brows. “What’s in Maywood?”“Tony,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. “What? I didn’t get that?” he asked with a look of clear confusion on his face. I sighed. “Tony,” I said, my voice still low but audible enough for him to hear me this time. “Oh,” he responded, his jaw tightening. “And why exactly are you going over there?”Uhm, okay. I definitely did not expect that kind of attitude. “Uh first of all, could you please fix your attitude?” I asked. I mean, I didn’t expect him to be jolly when I mentioned this, but I didn’t exactly expect him to give me a dirty-ass attitude either. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “Why are you going to se