When I woke up, I didn’t find Liam beside me. I sat up and immediately groaned in pain. I was a bit confused thinking why I would be but then it came to me.

Last night I lost my virginity to Liam.

I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I just gave it away like that. But I don’t regret it. It felt too good to say it was wrong and it shouldn’t have happened. I blushed at the memories of last night and stretched my arms. I tried to stretch my legs out under the sheets but I gasp at the pain between my legs, almost as if I had an extreme workout on my lower body.

I sighed and ever so slowly got out of bed and walked to Liam’s personal bathroom.

“I look horrible!” I say to myself as I look into the mirror.

My eye liner and mascara is smudged badly make me look like a raccoon, and I have sex hair.

Sex hair… I quietly giggle to myself.

I look to the side and see the shower. I began to take my clothes off and when I looked back at my reflection, I gasp as I saw many love bites on the side of my neck and on my shoulders. I took a quick rinse, hoping it was alright that I did because I smelled like sweat and alcohol, gross.

After that I looked for an extra toothbrush – which I did and brushed my teeth. I dried my hair with the towel and left it messy. If Liam was going to let me go home, I didn’t care if my hair was crazy.

Home… The apartment wasn’t a home to me. More like just a place that I live in.

Home is where my family was. Home is where you feel comfortable and loved. It was just me at my small apartment. I haven’t seen my family in two years; I miss them so much it hurts. I miss the feeling of being at home.

I change back into Liam’s shirt and look down and bite my lip when I noticed I didn’t have any underwear. My only pair is in the guest bedroom. I leave Liam’s bedroom and walk down the hall. I hope I don’t get lost. A few seconds later, I see the door to the bedroom we were in last night is opened so I go inside it and see mine and Liam’s clothes are still on the floor. I quickly put on my underwear and pick up my heels, buttoned up blouse and skirt and fold it neatly. I slowly take one step at a time as I walk down the stairs and hear noises coming from the kitchen.

When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I go into the living room and find my purse on the small coffee table. I get my phone from my purse and see that it’s almost noon, wow, I really did sleep in.

“Oh, you’re awake,” someone says behind me. I turn around and see Liam shirtless and wearing only sweats. I give a shy smile and give a nod to him.

“Are you hungry? I made breakfast,” he smiles and walks to me slowly.

He makes me nervous, I don’t know why.

“I would love to see what you made,” I giggle. He chuckles and wraps me in a big warm hug. I give back a gentle hug to him as well.

“How are you feeling?” He asks me.

“Um, I’m a bit sore,” I admit.

“I’m sorry… Was, uh, was last night… well, I didn’t hurt you, right?”

I giggle at his shyness and shake my head. “No you didn’t hurt me. Thank you for being gentle with me, I know there are guys out there he wouldn’t be as caring as you were last night in a moment like that.”

He pulls away from the hug and looks down at me. “I didn’t want it to be just some shag. I wanted it to be… special,” he tells me seriously. I nod, understanding.

“C’mon let’s go eat,” he takes my hand and my eyes pop out at the sight of his kitchen. It’s really beautiful. It has this vibe that makes you feel at home. If I had a kitchen like this, I would be learning how to cook and make food like crazy.

I see some eggs, bacon, toasts, and what looks to be even oatmeal on the counter.

“Wow,” I mumble.

“Is this fine? I can make you something else?” He offers.

“No, no! This looks great, thanks,” I smile. He nods and hands me a plate and bowl and I thank him. We get our food then sit in the dining room. We eat in silence but I don’t mind, my mind is trying to process what just happened yesterday and what will happen now.

Liam seems to be like a friendly guy, very sweet and polite, but I hope he doesn’t think I’m interested in a relationship because I’m not. I don’t think I’m ready for that. But even though I don’t want to be in a relationship with him, doesn’t mean I don’t want to have any sort of bond with him.

“What are you thinking?” Liam asks me interrupting my thoughts.

Should I tell him? Tell him I don’t want to date him? What if he gets mad at me?

“Nothing…” I sigh.

“You can tell me,” he assures me.

“I, I don’t know how,” I say.

“Just say it,” he insists.

“Fine…” I give up. “Last night… Last night was well, really nice and perfect and I don’t regret any of it but… I’m, I um, I’m not looking for a relationship now. I know it seems wrong of me to go further in this but I’m just not ready to commit to anything. I barely can take care of myself and have a steady life, and to bring you along in it would be wrong. I’m not ready for any of that so I understand if you think I’m just some slut for sleeping with you, I’m sorry-“

“Stop,” Liam puts his hand out for me not to continue. He gives me a weak smile but his face has stern look. “Don’t call yourself that, just don’t. I’m honestly glad you told me this because… I’m not looking for a relationship either. Though, you are the only girl I have slept with that I’m not in a relationship with. I usually don’t do one-night-stands but with you, I couldn’t help it. I’m not ready to commit either but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to ever see you again.” He tells me.

I nod, not knowing what to say. I get up and take my finished plate and bowl into the kitchen and put it in the sink. I sigh and lean against the counter sink. I hear Liam behind me and he puts his plate and bowl in the sink as well and leans beside me.

“Will you do anything to earn money?” He asks me out of the blue, catching me off guard.

“It depends,” I shrug. “Why?”

“What would you use the money for?” He asks me ignoring my question.

“To pay off the rent for my apartment, buy some nice clothes that I don’t always have to wear every day, buy food so I can actually eat maybe two or three meals a day and not starve myself to save money, get a car and maybe even get a nice place to call home…” I trail off, thinking what it would be like to have money.

“If I offer you a job… Would you take it?” He seems nervous.

I look at him curiously. “What kind of job?”

“A job that requires you to live here, and will pay three-thousand pounds a week,” he says simply. My jaw drops. What kind of job is this? I’m really curious now!

“OK, what is this job though?” I ask again.

“Are you really interested though? It’s w-well it’s a job that I have never offered to anyone before so I would be new to it as well…” He says biting his lip.

“Dammit Liam, just tell what it is!” I say getting aggravated.

“Would you sell yourself to me?” He asks me.

I stare at him confusingly. Sell myself?

“I don’t understand-”

“Become my sex slave…” He says closing his eyes and turning away.

What. The. Hell.

“What?” I ask flabbergasted.

“You know what, forget it,” he sighs frustratingly and leaves the kitchen.

What just happened. He just offered me a job that pays so much that I don’t think I can refuse.

But sell myself? To Liam? As a sex slave?! That’s crazy! He’s crazy! It seems wrong honestly.

Sure, I enjoyed last night but I don’t think it was that much to get offered to have sex with Liam whenever he wants to. Do I honestly seem that desperate?

Yes. My inner self says.

I don’t think Liam is a bad person for offering me that sort of job but I’m not that kind of girl who would do that… right?

Think about it Mia. You’ll be having sex with Liam and getting paid, that’s a win for a win!

“No, I can’t,” I fight with myself.

I run my hand through my messy hair and walk out of the kitchen looking for Liam.

“Liam?"

I walk into the living room and see him sitting on the couch with his hands covering his face.

“Liam…” I sigh and sit beside him.

He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t even move.

“I think you should go,” I hear him mumble.

I would be lying if I said that him saying that didn’t hurt, it did. I thought I was about to have someone in my life, other than just my apartment neighbors and Tim the apartment manager.

“Liam, please… I- I just want to know why you would ask me to be your, um, s-sex slave?”

He looks at me with tears in his eyes and my heart breaks. I don’t like to see him cry.

“It was stupid to ask that I’m sorry… It’s just, well…”

And that’s when he told me everything, and I mean everything.

I had no idea that Liam is famous. I found out that his last name is Payne, it fits his first name nicely. He gave me a quick summary about joining X-Factor and being put in One Direction. He told me he has the best band mates ever, they’re brothers. He said that’s when he met Danielle - his ex-girlfriend - the girl who broke his heart in two. He told me he hasn’t been the same since they broke up a month ago, he thought she was the one for him, I felt bad. I never got that feeling with Xavier, I never saw us getting married or anything. Liam feels like he’s letting everyone down, that he wants to be guy who wasn’t so sad, he wants to move on. I listened and said nothing, letting him say what he wanted me to know.

“Please understand… I know we just met yesterday but… I feel like with you… the old Liam can come back. I can be happy again, this morning I woke up with a smile on my face. Just having someone by my side made me feel not so alone. Paying you for sex is wrong I know, but I wouldn’t do this with anyone else. I’m not looking for a relationship, I don’t want some prostitute, I want you because you and I have this connection and I know you feel it too. Please don’t look at me any differently from yesterday,” he finishes.

I’m silent for a minute, thinking about everything he said. Is this something I really want to do? I will get money but don’t I have any respect for myself? Then again I have no one so what do I have to lose? I’ll get paid for having sex with Liam, be his sex slave… Should I do it? I would be helping Liam, he would be helping me.

“Please say something?” He begs.

“OK,” I nod.

“What?” He asks curiously.

“I’ll be your sex slave.”

Notes

This wasn't my best chapter, sorry and I'm EXTRA SORRY that its been a couple of days since I last updated! I work at Target and I've been working extra hours this week so its working, going to my classes, sleeping, working, going to my classes and doing home work, sleeping and so on....
I will try to update again tomorrow since its Friday! I'm sorry again!
- Amanda