Liam
How in heaven's name can anyone be this obstinate?
I grimaced with anger as I saw Sofia getting into the elevator with Justin. Was she nuts or what? And now I don't know where that asshole has taken her. Perfect.
"We need to find Sofia," I said to Sean urgently as soon as the dance was over. "I saw her walk away with Justin,"
"Then why didn't you stopped her ?" Kristen muttered. "That stupid girl,"
"I was going to but it was too late," I replied ginge
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I blinked and grumbled as something bright fell on my eyes. It made my head hurt like crazy and I groaned loudly before forcing myself to open my eyes. The bright light almost blinded me and I quickly covered my eyes with my hand and dragged myself into a sitting position. It felt better, so I removed my hand and stared around. Bright sunlight poured into my room and I could hear voices chattering downstairs. I rubbed my eyes and then concentrated on my surrounding. It was my room undoubtedly but there was something wrong. Was I missing something? I stared around and my eyes landed on a black dress lying haphazardly on the couch. That dress...it...it looks familiar. And then it hit me! Of course, I wore that to Liam's party last night!
"Your welcome!" Sean shouted as soon as I climbed down the stairs. He was sitting down on the dining table eating breakfast with utter delight. Anything that Kristen does always delights him. That was no surprise. I grinned at him and giggled as Liam rolled his eyes. Unlike Sean, he was sitting down on the couch reading the newspaper. For the first time, our gigantic apartment appeared tiny and it pleased me enormously. We looked like a small, happy family together. "We need to talk woman," Kris grumbled, giving me a deathly glare. Even though I can bet that she was extremely happy for me, that was not going to change anything. She wasn't going to ignore my stupidity last night without giving me an earful.
Liam's hand was warm and comfortable against mine and it reminded me of my happy place. The sentience of his touch, resonated deep inside me, leaving a warm, satisfied feeling in its wake, as we strolled through the luxurious cabin of his jet. The palatial place was divided into three lounges. At the entrance was the sleek kitchen, done in polished black laminates. Followed by the kitchen was the usual cabin area. The next part was the dining area, with comfortable chairs in black leather upholstery and a sleek L-shaped couch. The last was the bedroom, with a queen-size bed that can comfortably fit two people, with the same black and white themed duvet and bedsheets. There were two recliners as well on the wall and everything looked mighty comfortable and chic. "What do you think?" Liam asked as I sto
Liam Miracles happen. They do. Not just in movies but in reality as well. And I was fortunate enough to have a living miracle with me, beside me. Sleeping soundly at the moment, looking like an innocent child. I can watch her sleep forever and now that I am with herforeverhas finally started to make sense. It never had before, when Hannah had obsessed about the Twilight movies and the whole concept of immortality. It sounded lame and pathetic then. It makes sense now. I never had felt the compulsion or the u
Sofia His eyes said it all, and for once I believed them. The admiration, the awe, and his love formed a heady mixture in his deep eyes and for the first time in my life, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the universe. "I have never seen someone so beautiful in my life," Liam said, tracing my lips with his thumb. "You have no idea how hard it is to stay away from you," "Then don't," I whispered, looking up longingly at him. The desperation in my voice was palpable. I wanted him badly and I knew he want
The city twinkled and glistened in a brilliant aura of lights, a magic carpet embedded with jewels on my feet. I stood at an open view deck on the 72nd floor of The Shard, Europe's tallest building, the wind blowing my hair as I stared down at London. Four days were coming to an end. Tomorrow, we leave for New York. Back to the regularity after four beautiful days that I spend with Liam. It's throwing me away as to how much I love him. It's just weird. For how long have I even know him? Doesn't love need time? But then I guess, the whole concept of love was weird anyway. And ambiguous as well. "Feeling gloomy?" He whispered in my ears, wrapping his arms around me. "Not much," I answered, turning to face him. "I miss home and anyway as long as you're with me New York or London it doesn't matter,"
"You never dry yourself properly," Liam murmured. "This is one tempting sight though,"I narrowed my eyes at him ignoring the comment. I was wearing my bathrobe and nothing was tempting about it. He was just fooling around, trying to distract me.That ain't going to work..."What are you doing here?" I demanded, folding my arms across my chest. My eyes landed on Kris who stood on the threshold looking guilty."Traitor," I grumbled and she mouthed me a sorry before scooting back downstairs."So?" I demanded turning my attention back to Liam."I thought I was supposed to drop you home? Or you were supposed to at least inform me before you leave?"
"What are you doing there?" Liam demanded. I gulped with panic. This was not supposed to happen. What was Sandy doing? What do I say? What do I say now? "Umm, I...I had to get a file," I murmured. "And then...," "Then?" He inquired, walking inside. I had no way of knowing whether he did catch me or not. Should I tell the truth or go on with a lie? Are you nuts? Lie...you idiot! "Then I tripped over something and my head hit here," I pointed to the open drawer. "And this popped open out of nowhere. Like magic," I tried my very best to look innocent. "Oh," Liam laughed and I sagged down with relief. "It's not magic. It's equipped with
Liam 3 years later... I stared at the woman in front of me as she stood there explaining some weird-looking painting to her precious visitors. Every time I looked at her, I was overwhelmed by my love for her. There was no way I could ever get enough. She was my life. She was my existence. She was my wife. My Sofia... She was glowing as she subconsciously turned to look at me, a big smile on her beautiful face. I don't think I have ever seen her this happy. Maybe, when I proposed to her? No maybe not even then... It was the happiness of her dreams coming true. This was what she always wanted. What drove her here in the first
Sofia I smiled at the woman who stared back at me from the other side of the large ornate mirror. She looked happy and beautiful. And her wide grin got wider as she was joined by the man of her dreams leaning casually by the door. "How do I look?" I asked, turning to face him. I gave him an elegant twirl in my breathtakingly beautiful dress and he smiled. "Like always," He replied. "I didn't search the entire New York to look like always," I scowled. Tonight was a big night. Tonight, Mckinnons was celebrating its 25th anniversary and it was going to be a big starry affair. And tonight, Neil was going to be announced as the managing director of Mckinnons after three month
Liam "Death is not the opposite of life... It's a part of life..." -Haruki Murakami Unlike what is shown in movies and written in books, I somehow realized how easy and painless death was. Survival was hard. For death, all you have to do is make one single decision and all your agony and pain fades but survival...that's a whole different game. And if it wasn't for the promise I made to her and if it wasn't her voice calling me again and again I would have definitely taken the easy road. At least once, I deserved to take it easy but I couldn't, I didn't because I don't have the right to put her in a lifetime of misery or my parents or my
"It's been six days!" I cried in disdain. "What is happening?" "Ms. Sayles," Dr. Burke warned. "Please calm down!" "Calm down?" I spat. "Not exactly my forte, doc," "Sofia," My mother placed a warning hand on my shoulder. "Let him do his job," I glared at my mother and then at the doctor and then sighed. "Fine," I muttered, stomping out of Liam's inpatient suite. "You need to calm down," Mom muttered. "Go home Sofia, have you even looked at yourself?" "I don't care," I grumbled. It's been six days since Liam was operated... twice. The idea that I almost lost him that night because of severe internal bleed
You know you irrevocably love someone when the thought of losing them makes you forget how to breathe. The fear that gripped me as I watched Liam collapse on the ground was something, I realized I will never forget in my life. Ever. It was going to haunt me for the rest of my life like a scar... reminding me of the momentary coma I just experienced. Move you, idiot! And I did, forcing myself to move forward, running full speed towards him before his head hit the ground and cause any more damage. Neil lurched forward as well... too shocked to show any other reaction. From the distance, we could hear the sirens of the police car approaching...but what if they were too late? "Hey!" I cried, stroking Liam's hair as he took deep labored breathes. B
Thump! Thump! Thump! We were running like mad people in the rain. Nobody said anything. We were just running. Neil was holding my hand so hard that it almost hurt but I couldn't dare leave it. If I get lost here I was screwed for good. So I let him half drag me through the woods. The rain made it impossible to focus as the green mixed with the brown, making it hard to distinguish between anything at all. My mind was crazy with exhilaration and I couldn't focus until my leg hit a huge rock and I stumbled to the ground, landing hard on my knees. "Ouch!" I cried out as pain shot through my body. "Fuck! " Neil cried, helping me up. "Are you alright?" "I am fine!" I panted. "Keep going!"
"Sofia! Sofia, get up!" Neil's voice was urgent and I reluctantly opened my eyes. "What?" I muttered. "Theo is here to see you," He said in a hushed voice. "Now...please... please... please, don't say anything stupid, okay? Just do what he says? You understand?" "Right," I scoffed, sitting up properly. It was dark outside now and I presumed I had fallen asleep. Before Neil could say anything, footsteps approached and the door opened. "Please," Neil whispered and I scowled at him. "There...there," A voice said, it was calm. Almost peaceful...yet a chill ran down my spine. Neil moved and I was face to face with a guy not more than thirty years old. When I
I was feeling pissed. It was late in the afternoon and after my failed attempt to make Neil realize he was better than the douchebag he pretends to be, he has stopped talking completely. It was hot and humid and I was sitting in the same position in the same place for God knows how long. I felt grimy, stiff, and angry. I glanced out of the little window and all I could see was trees. Huge trees for as long as I was allowed to see. Outside, I could hear laughing and cursing, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.And to think Neil is the son of Ryan Mckinnon...Ideally, I closed my eyes and began to picture Liam's face in my head. My family...what were they doing? Do they know? Sean...Hannah...Kris... what were they doing right now?"Sleeping already?" Neil's familiar voice distracted me.
Sofia My eyes felt like someone has tied heavy stones to them as I struggled to open them. My head felt heavy and there was a funny smell lingering in my nostrils. I blinked twice... thrice in a vain attempt to push away the heaviness but it was just useless. I felt sleepy like I haven't slept in ages and automatically my eyes shut down again making everything go dark. It was too bright and warm... I felt droplets of sweat dripping down my back and my mouth felt slack. "Water," I