Corrupt
Payzer
*Kendall’s POV*
It kind of feels nice to open up to Liam. Normally, I internalize stuff like that and it eats me up. But he couldn’t be more supportive and now I know I definitely like him more than a fake-girlfriend-should-like-her-fake-boyfriend. Darn it.
When he doesn’t answer for a bit, I start to tell him “never mind” but then he clears his throat.
“We dated the majority of my career in One D. And things were going fantastic. Or so I thought. I was starting the Take Me Home tour when, apparently, the distance got to be ‘a bit too much’ for Danielle to handle.”
I can’t place the tone of his voice. It’s like a mixture of heartbroken, bitter, regretful, and at-peace. But I don’t interrupt him.
“And she started sleeping with one of the dancers in her company. I had no clue. Everything seemed fine when we would text and Skype and call. That part probably hurt the most. When I realized all those moments were fake and filled with lies.” He’s still holding onto my hand, and he clenches down hard. Wow, he is strong. Trying to help, I take my other hand and run my fingers over the back of his palm. He almost instantly relaxes.
Liam continues. “I came home to surprise her.”
Before I can stop myself, I blurt out, “Oh god, that can’t end well.”
I was afraid he’d freak out, but then he kind of chuckles. “Yeah and it didn’t. I went upstairs and found her in bed with the guy.” He shakes his head at the memory. “I totally froze. I couldn’t even react. Then she got pissed at me for not being there and interrupting her time with Whatever-His-Name-Is. And it became a screaming match between the two of us with that guy on the bed just terrified.”
He shakes his head again. “We broke up that night. She took our dog, Loki. Which actually broke my heart more than the break up did.” He looks so heartbroken, so this time I hug him.
“I’m sorry, Liam. That isn’t fair.”
I don’t know how this happened, but we start kissing. Not little pecks on the cheeks or lips that we did, but like full-on kissing. We move from our up-right sitting positions to him lying down on top of me with us passionately making out.
I can feel the ink of the tattoos on his arms. I didn’t imagine they’d feel like something, but they do. And it’s insanely hot.
Then next thing I know his shirt is off.
Holy crap.
Liam is seriously defined. I just stare at him for a bit to admit this into memory. And his tattoos just accentuate this. I can’t believe I used to not like them. I look at his face and see a slight flush on his cheeks. Grinning, we go back to making out. Our bodies are moving together and it is amazing.
Then he goes for the zipper of my dress.
Not that this wouldn’t be enjoyable, I just don’t think we’re in the right frame of mind.
Which is what I tell him when I pull away, reluctantly, from his lips.
Liam takes a deep breath and nods, pulling on his shirt quickly. “Yeah, you’re right.” Then he scrunches his eyes shut.
“You okay there?”
“Give me a second.” I giggle at him. “Think it’s okay to laugh at me, don’t ya?” After he noticeably calms down, he starts to tickle me. I laugh and squirm under his fingers.
Then we stop, and it’s comfortable. “So what are we now?”
“I’d say boyfriend and girlfriend but we already were that for 3 weeks.”
I smile. “How about real boyfriend and girlfriend?”
He smirks at me. “I could live with that.”
My shy smile grows into a full-blown grin. “Let’s tell the guys and the girls!”
Walking back to the club, hand in hand, I spot the most adorable puppy in an alleyway. It's fluffy black with tiny little legs and smatterings of dirt on it. “Li! Look at this little thing!” I kneel down to pet it. It immediately starts jumping around me and licking at my arms and face.
Liam crouches down near the sign next to it and reads aloud. “Unable to feed. Please let her go to good home.”
“How could no one feed this precious face?” I scoop the puppy up in my arms and let her get better leverage to lick my face.
“Kendall, be careful! She’s been in an alleyway, she can’t be clean! What about your dress?” I give him a slight look.
“I have all my shots and I got this 20-pound dress at a discount and clearance at Forever 21.” I stick my tongue out at him, careful not to let the puppy lick it and freak him out even more.
Liam rolls his eyes playfully and looks at the sign again. “They didn’t have her name on here.”
“Let’s name her Pebbles! Like the character on the Flintstones!”
“Kendall-”
“Please!” I beg, pouting. “Look at her little face!” I hold up her up to Liam’s face and Pebbles instantly takes a liking to him, licking him all over.
“Gah, Kend-Kendall, stop- just- Fine! Dammit, we can keep the dog.”
“Thanks Li!” I kiss his lips with our puppy squished between us.
“Let’s go tell everyone both of our new, big news.” He kisses my temple and we resume our walk to the club, with Pebbles snugly in his arms.
It kind of feels nice to open up to Liam. Normally, I internalize stuff like that and it eats me up. But he couldn’t be more supportive and now I know I definitely like him more than a fake-girlfriend-should-like-her-fake-boyfriend. Darn it.
When he doesn’t answer for a bit, I start to tell him “never mind” but then he clears his throat.
“We dated the majority of my career in One D. And things were going fantastic. Or so I thought. I was starting the Take Me Home tour when, apparently, the distance got to be ‘a bit too much’ for Danielle to handle.”
I can’t place the tone of his voice. It’s like a mixture of heartbroken, bitter, regretful, and at-peace. But I don’t interrupt him.
“And she started sleeping with one of the dancers in her company. I had no clue. Everything seemed fine when we would text and Skype and call. That part probably hurt the most. When I realized all those moments were fake and filled with lies.” He’s still holding onto my hand, and he clenches down hard. Wow, he is strong. Trying to help, I take my other hand and run my fingers over the back of his palm. He almost instantly relaxes.
Liam continues. “I came home to surprise her.”
Before I can stop myself, I blurt out, “Oh god, that can’t end well.”
I was afraid he’d freak out, but then he kind of chuckles. “Yeah and it didn’t. I went upstairs and found her in bed with the guy.” He shakes his head at the memory. “I totally froze. I couldn’t even react. Then she got pissed at me for not being there and interrupting her time with Whatever-His-Name-Is. And it became a screaming match between the two of us with that guy on the bed just terrified.”
He shakes his head again. “We broke up that night. She took our dog, Loki. Which actually broke my heart more than the break up did.” He looks so heartbroken, so this time I hug him.
“I’m sorry, Liam. That isn’t fair.”
I don’t know how this happened, but we start kissing. Not little pecks on the cheeks or lips that we did, but like full-on kissing. We move from our up-right sitting positions to him lying down on top of me with us passionately making out.
I can feel the ink of the tattoos on his arms. I didn’t imagine they’d feel like something, but they do. And it’s insanely hot.
Then next thing I know his shirt is off.
Holy crap.
Liam is seriously defined. I just stare at him for a bit to admit this into memory. And his tattoos just accentuate this. I can’t believe I used to not like them. I look at his face and see a slight flush on his cheeks. Grinning, we go back to making out. Our bodies are moving together and it is amazing.
Then he goes for the zipper of my dress.
Not that this wouldn’t be enjoyable, I just don’t think we’re in the right frame of mind.
Which is what I tell him when I pull away, reluctantly, from his lips.
Liam takes a deep breath and nods, pulling on his shirt quickly. “Yeah, you’re right.” Then he scrunches his eyes shut.
“You okay there?”
“Give me a second.” I giggle at him. “Think it’s okay to laugh at me, don’t ya?” After he noticeably calms down, he starts to tickle me. I laugh and squirm under his fingers.
Then we stop, and it’s comfortable. “So what are we now?”
“I’d say boyfriend and girlfriend but we already were that for 3 weeks.”
I smile. “How about real boyfriend and girlfriend?”
He smirks at me. “I could live with that.”
My shy smile grows into a full-blown grin. “Let’s tell the guys and the girls!”
Walking back to the club, hand in hand, I spot the most adorable puppy in an alleyway. It's fluffy black with tiny little legs and smatterings of dirt on it. “Li! Look at this little thing!” I kneel down to pet it. It immediately starts jumping around me and licking at my arms and face.
Liam crouches down near the sign next to it and reads aloud. “Unable to feed. Please let her go to good home.”
“How could no one feed this precious face?” I scoop the puppy up in my arms and let her get better leverage to lick my face.
“Kendall, be careful! She’s been in an alleyway, she can’t be clean! What about your dress?” I give him a slight look.
“I have all my shots and I got this 20-pound dress at a discount and clearance at Forever 21.” I stick my tongue out at him, careful not to let the puppy lick it and freak him out even more.
Liam rolls his eyes playfully and looks at the sign again. “They didn’t have her name on here.”
“Let’s name her Pebbles! Like the character on the Flintstones!”
“Kendall-”
“Please!” I beg, pouting. “Look at her little face!” I hold up her up to Liam’s face and Pebbles instantly takes a liking to him, licking him all over.
“Gah, Kend-Kendall, stop- just- Fine! Dammit, we can keep the dog.”
“Thanks Li!” I kiss his lips with our puppy squished between us.
“Let’s go tell everyone both of our new, big news.” He kisses my temple and we resume our walk to the club, with Pebbles snugly in his arms.
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8/6/13