
Shattered
Mistakes Were Made.........
Liam's P.O.V.
I hear her sigh as she shuts the door. The clock reads 5;20 a.m. as lazily flops down on our bed. "You were out late," I try to say without having my falter. "Yeah," she replies slowly yet excited. "Evan and Lily wanted to go to a club after we went bar hoping." After she finished she hiccups, as if to prove that, indeed, she was drunk.
"I love you, Babe," She says as she leans into kiss me. She never calls me babe. Ever. We both hate nicknames.
"Sky, go to bed your drunk," I say as I push her down. I don't want to kiss her, not like this like this. I turn over and try to ignore her.
"Come on baby. I'm not tired," she says playfully and lets her head rest on my shoulder "Come on, let's have some fun."
I get off the bed disguised and her head falls onto the mattress, giggling. I love her and maybe some day I will but I want it to be because she loves me not because of drink. I grab a pillow, blanket and walk away. Over my shoulder I say "When you sober up, come see me." I am about to cross the thresh hold when she speaks up in her drunken state.
"Wow, I don't know why I married you. Evan is way more fun than you"
Even though I she's drunk the words sting like any whip would. I shut the door and don't look back.
I hear her sigh as she shuts the door. The clock reads 5;20 a.m. as lazily flops down on our bed. "You were out late," I try to say without having my falter. "Yeah," she replies slowly yet excited. "Evan and Lily wanted to go to a club after we went bar hoping." After she finished she hiccups, as if to prove that, indeed, she was drunk.
"I love you, Babe," She says as she leans into kiss me. She never calls me babe. Ever. We both hate nicknames.
"Sky, go to bed your drunk," I say as I push her down. I don't want to kiss her, not like this like this. I turn over and try to ignore her.
"Come on baby. I'm not tired," she says playfully and lets her head rest on my shoulder "Come on, let's have some fun."
I get off the bed disguised and her head falls onto the mattress, giggling. I love her and maybe some day I will but I want it to be because she loves me not because of drink. I grab a pillow, blanket and walk away. Over my shoulder I say "When you sober up, come see me." I am about to cross the thresh hold when she speaks up in her drunken state.
"Wow, I don't know why I married you. Evan is way more fun than you"
Even though I she's drunk the words sting like any whip would. I shut the door and don't look back.
Notes
OH NO SHE DI-UNT!!!!haha. sorry its really short but it was suppose to be part of the last chapter......... Oh well! thing happen. My frickin computer sent it in early :(
ANYWAYS
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8/11/13