Liam's Sex Slave
Chapter 22
Liam’s POV
I held Mia in my arms, afraid that if I didn’t have her close to me she would disappear.
I have never been so scared in my life when I didn’t know what was going on earlier. I didn’t know Mia was literally almost taken from her ex-boyfriend. I wish I could meet the guy so I can just punch his face so hard…
I look down at the beautiful girl whose arms are wrapped around my waist. My jaw tightens when I see her face is forming a few bruises.
Why would a man hurt a woman?
Why would you physically hurt someone you love?
Does that make them stronger and better?
No, it makes them cowards and weak. It makes them assholes.
I would never lay my hands on a woman like that. Never.
If her ex thinks he will have Mia again, he’s wrong. He had her, he lost, she’s mine.
Not really mine as in she’s my girlfriend or anything because, well, I don’t know. She's not, I know that, I'm not ready for that. I think.
But do know that she's like a drug to me, I know how odd and cliché that sounds but I can’t get enough of her.
She’s everything a guy could want in a girl. She’s fun, nice, beautiful, understanding, sweet, honest, thoughtful…
Sometimes after we have sex and we lie down together, I can’t help but be so grateful that she went out with douchebag that night at the club. If I hadn’t saved her, we wouldn’t have met, we wouldn't have made love, I wouldn't have asked her stay with me, I wouldn't have been happy as I am now.
You don’t understand how good it felt to laugh and smile with the guys when they came over.
It was refreshing - it didn’t feel like I had to force upon any happiness, I was naturally happy. She makes me happy. She does. She has things going on in her life, she feels pain, and so do I.
But together, we’re happy.
When we’re having sex… I feel this, this connection. I crave to have her close to me every second. I love when she is cute and yet sexy at the same time when she isn’t ever trying to be, she just is.
It sounds selfish to say but I never want to let her go. I never want her to be with another man.
I meant what I said.
I want her to be with me as long as she wants to stay.
I hope it will be for a very long time.
What if she falls for someone?
My mind goes to Harry.
Harry…
I’m upset that he saved her. It should have been me. I should have been there. No, I shouldn’t have left her. I don’t think I will ever let her go out of the house again.
I can’t help but feel like Harry likes her though. I get the feeling that he’s interested in her.
No Liam, Harry wouldn’t fall for her, he knows she’s yours. My conscience tells me.
No, he doesn’t know that she’s mine. Not in a relationship way but in the way we are with this whole sex slave thing.
But I should still keep an eye on him. I don’t want her falling for him, I can’t let it happen. Not with my best mate. Not with anyone.
I sound so obsessed with her. Ugh. Stop thinking about that.
…
But what if once she gets enough money, she’ll leave me?
These thoughts get me shaking in panic. My throat goes dry and my eyes water. I don’t want her to leave me.
Will I get back to my old self within time? Will I need her? Will I be OK if she does decide to continue on with her life without me in it? Will she forget about me? Does she regret this now?
My head is literally spinning, I feel sick.
No. If we do decide to go our separate ways for the best then we’ll be friends, right?
For some reason I don’t like the idea of us being friends, it feels wrong.
I ignore the feeling inside and take a deep breather.
I kiss the top of her head and stroke her hair softly. She moves a little but still continues to sleep.
I’m not tired at all, but I don’t know if I should continue to hold her and continue to think about everything or should I get out of bed go to the kitchen and decide what we should eat.
I look at the clock. 19:34 (7:34 PM)
I decide to get up so slowly - without waking up Mia – and kiss her forehead. I don’t know what but I can’t help but kiss all the time.I guess you could say a kiss from me to her is a ‘thank you for being here and for doing this’ kiss.
Maybe it’s more than that. My stupid conscience tells me. I roll my eyes at the silly thought and put back on my boxers and put on basketball shorts. I decide to not to wear a shirt. I grab my phone from my jeans pocket and head downstairs.
I unlock my phone and see that I have a couple of text messages from Harry.
From: Harry
How is Mia doing? Is she alright?
From: Harry
What are we going to do about this Xavier problem?
From: Harry
Tell her I will call her later.
I glare at my phone and sigh stressfully. I hate that Harry’s involved in this now.
I should be the only one dealing with this, not him.
I hate that Harry is too nice sometimes.
I don’t want the boys to get suspicious on Mia and I.
It’s hard enough that Louis doesn’t like Mia that much. I know he’s being protective of me and all but I trust Mia, I know what I’m doing with this.
But I didn’t think things would go wrong this quick.
Why can’t Xavier just leave her alone?
I don’t know what Xavier knows about Mia and me but I need to ask her. We really do need to talk about this. But maybe tomorrow would be best.
I reply to his text messages with ‘She’s fine now. We’ll talk over this soon but please don’t mention this to the others.’
He replies back quickly with an ‘Ok’ and I nod, satisfied at his response and head into the kitchen.
Everything will turn out fine, Mia will not leave me - willingly or not - anytime soon.
She's my happiness and I will not let anyone get in the way of that.
I held Mia in my arms, afraid that if I didn’t have her close to me she would disappear.
I have never been so scared in my life when I didn’t know what was going on earlier. I didn’t know Mia was literally almost taken from her ex-boyfriend. I wish I could meet the guy so I can just punch his face so hard…
I look down at the beautiful girl whose arms are wrapped around my waist. My jaw tightens when I see her face is forming a few bruises.
Why would a man hurt a woman?
Why would you physically hurt someone you love?
Does that make them stronger and better?
No, it makes them cowards and weak. It makes them assholes.
I would never lay my hands on a woman like that. Never.
If her ex thinks he will have Mia again, he’s wrong. He had her, he lost, she’s mine.
Not really mine as in she’s my girlfriend or anything because, well, I don’t know. She's not, I know that, I'm not ready for that. I think.
But do know that she's like a drug to me, I know how odd and cliché that sounds but I can’t get enough of her.
She’s everything a guy could want in a girl. She’s fun, nice, beautiful, understanding, sweet, honest, thoughtful…
Sometimes after we have sex and we lie down together, I can’t help but be so grateful that she went out with douchebag that night at the club. If I hadn’t saved her, we wouldn’t have met, we wouldn't have made love, I wouldn't have asked her stay with me, I wouldn't have been happy as I am now.
You don’t understand how good it felt to laugh and smile with the guys when they came over.
It was refreshing - it didn’t feel like I had to force upon any happiness, I was naturally happy. She makes me happy. She does. She has things going on in her life, she feels pain, and so do I.
But together, we’re happy.
When we’re having sex… I feel this, this connection. I crave to have her close to me every second. I love when she is cute and yet sexy at the same time when she isn’t ever trying to be, she just is.
It sounds selfish to say but I never want to let her go. I never want her to be with another man.
I meant what I said.
I want her to be with me as long as she wants to stay.
I hope it will be for a very long time.
What if she falls for someone?
My mind goes to Harry.
Harry…
I’m upset that he saved her. It should have been me. I should have been there. No, I shouldn’t have left her. I don’t think I will ever let her go out of the house again.
I can’t help but feel like Harry likes her though. I get the feeling that he’s interested in her.
No Liam, Harry wouldn’t fall for her, he knows she’s yours. My conscience tells me.
No, he doesn’t know that she’s mine. Not in a relationship way but in the way we are with this whole sex slave thing.
But I should still keep an eye on him. I don’t want her falling for him, I can’t let it happen. Not with my best mate. Not with anyone.
I sound so obsessed with her. Ugh. Stop thinking about that.
…
But what if once she gets enough money, she’ll leave me?
These thoughts get me shaking in panic. My throat goes dry and my eyes water. I don’t want her to leave me.
Will I get back to my old self within time? Will I need her? Will I be OK if she does decide to continue on with her life without me in it? Will she forget about me? Does she regret this now?
My head is literally spinning, I feel sick.
No. If we do decide to go our separate ways for the best then we’ll be friends, right?
For some reason I don’t like the idea of us being friends, it feels wrong.
I ignore the feeling inside and take a deep breather.
I kiss the top of her head and stroke her hair softly. She moves a little but still continues to sleep.
I’m not tired at all, but I don’t know if I should continue to hold her and continue to think about everything or should I get out of bed go to the kitchen and decide what we should eat.
I look at the clock. 19:34 (7:34 PM)
I decide to get up so slowly - without waking up Mia – and kiss her forehead. I don’t know what but I can’t help but kiss all the time.I guess you could say a kiss from me to her is a ‘thank you for being here and for doing this’ kiss.
Maybe it’s more than that. My stupid conscience tells me. I roll my eyes at the silly thought and put back on my boxers and put on basketball shorts. I decide to not to wear a shirt. I grab my phone from my jeans pocket and head downstairs.
I unlock my phone and see that I have a couple of text messages from Harry.
From: Harry
How is Mia doing? Is she alright?
From: Harry
What are we going to do about this Xavier problem?
From: Harry
Tell her I will call her later.
I glare at my phone and sigh stressfully. I hate that Harry’s involved in this now.
I should be the only one dealing with this, not him.
I hate that Harry is too nice sometimes.
I don’t want the boys to get suspicious on Mia and I.
It’s hard enough that Louis doesn’t like Mia that much. I know he’s being protective of me and all but I trust Mia, I know what I’m doing with this.
But I didn’t think things would go wrong this quick.
Why can’t Xavier just leave her alone?
I don’t know what Xavier knows about Mia and me but I need to ask her. We really do need to talk about this. But maybe tomorrow would be best.
I reply to his text messages with ‘She’s fine now. We’ll talk over this soon but please don’t mention this to the others.’
He replies back quickly with an ‘Ok’ and I nod, satisfied at his response and head into the kitchen.
Everything will turn out fine, Mia will not leave me - willingly or not - anytime soon.
She's my happiness and I will not let anyone get in the way of that.
Notes
Yay for Liam's POV! So this was just a short filler, an idea of what Liam is thinking about that has happened. What did you think about it? :)I know it's been like a week since I last updated, I had to focus on exams and work all week, it's been hectic! Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving though! I work tomorrow which I'm afraid because Black Friday is just the worst time to work!
Will update as soon as I can! Thank you for being patient and for the lovely comments. For thanksgiving I'm grateful for all of you <3 Love you all my beautiful readers!
- Amanda (Flightless_Bird)
Amazing! you should do one with harry
9/2/17