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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 23, 2011 17:54:33 GMT -6
Liam watched as she devoured a cupcake. She didn’t need to give him the waiver about understanding if he didn’t want to touch her and all that jazz. He had a feeling what she was going to say, he’d already suspected it for awhile. And if he was right, there was no way in hell it was going to change a damn thing about how he wanted her, and definitely wouldn't make him think she was a freak.
As she spoke, his jaw clenched and his fists instantly curled into fists. No, it wasn’t a shock. His suspicions had been right. But guessing she’d been abused sexually and actually hearing it confirmed where very different things. Liam wanted to destroy something. Unfortunately, her step dad was already dead, so he couldn’t do a damn thing. Didn’t make the rage about it any easier to deal with. Mostly it made it worse. He wanted something to take it out on. If he were a more volatile person, he'd probably go beat the crap out of the first person he could find at the school who was here because of some kind of sexual assault. Actually, come to think of it, that was a good plan. Liam wondered how hard it would be to break into the office to sneak a peek at the student files.
He could not understand it, how people could sink to that kind of level. Now Liam was by no means the poster child for abstinence, he’d been sexually active since he was 14, and admittedly he never used to be all that discriminating with his partners. Maybe he’d never, to sound cheesy, ‘made love’. But S*x, even a random hook up, a one off, was still supposed to be something, well beautiful. In Liam’s mind at least. It was something special. Anytime two people came together that way. Though he didn’t actually realize it, he viewed it in a very Taoist way, he couldn’t describe it as such, since Liam wouldn't know Taoism if it bit him in the ass, but still. The idea that someone would willfully force someone else, would take something that was supposed to be beautiful and turn it evil. It both sickened him, and as he was demonstrating, enraged him beyond all reason.
He looked at Skylar, licking frosting off her finger, looking as though she was nonchalant about the whole thing. It broke his heart a bit, knowing for certain she'd been through something so despicable. It certainly made her behavior make sense, and in his mind, totally justified however 'f*cked up' she was. He watched her, hoping the sadness that lay under the anger wasn't visible in his eyes. Skylar would probably hate sadness or pity. He wasn't entirely sure what to say, she made it sound like it was a run of the mill thing to drop on someone, but he knew it had to be a big deal to her. He reached out and took her hand, twining their fingers together, and sat in silence for a few moments. “ Oh.... I'm glad you told me.... he trailed off, not nearly eloquent enough to say something better. [/size]
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Post by Skylar Brown on Aug 23, 2011 19:42:59 GMT -6
Skylar Elizabeth Brown (Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A) [/size] (Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)------------------------------
Skylar looked over at the boy, then back at her cupcake. He was angry, if there was one emotion the level four could spot a mile and a half away, while is pouring down rain, it was anger. She didn't like when Liam was angry. One, because she liked happy, upbeat Liam. That was the Liam that, though she wouldn't admit it out loud, that was falling in love with. Her second reason for not liking Liam to be mad was that he could be angry all he wanted about what happened to her, but there was one goddamned thing Liam could do, unless he had the power of turning back time. She realized she was hypocrite in that moment, because if Skylar ever had half a chance, she'd leave a scar on Liam's dad that was ten times bigger and fifteen times more painful than Liam's.
Then realized why she would that for Liam, because she cared about him. So if he was angry about what she told him... then he cared about her. Skylar stared at the cupcake some more, letting the feeling of someone caring about her sink in... "Why would anyone care about me?" That was the only thing she could think. First of all, she was a murderer. It didn't matter who she killed, she'd just kill someone. Murderers shouldn't be cared for. Two, she was a complete and total bitch to everyone, for everything. Three, she was demanded goods, and would probably end up hurting anyone that cared for her, even if she didn't mean to. It was would she was.
Skylar was pulled out of her thoughts when Liam grabbed his hand, and was speaking. He glad she told him? Why? Now things were just awkward, when they could just be making out more. Skylar turned to him. "... I like you.. I have feelings for you. Do you know how hard that is for me? I guess that's why I told you.. I like you and I want you to know about me... and you told me your story, so... Do you want this last bite of cupcake?" Skylar held it out for him.
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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 23, 2011 21:02:34 GMT -6
Liam smiled as she spoke, he wasn't able to contain it, even slightly. Skylar wasn't so hard to read as she thought she was. It's not like Liam couldn't piece together that she liked him. But it was always nice to hear. The douchy part of him wanted to blurt out an “I told you so.”... he'd told her everyone liked him eventually. But it seemed like not really the right moment. So instead, he stuck with just being happy about it.
He grinned when she offered him a piece of the cupcake, leaning forward and just eating it out of her fingers. He swallowed and pulled her against him, screw it if she didn't want hugs, or didn't like them. She was getting one anyways. Liam wrapped his arms around her tightly, resting his chin on top her her head. She felt nice in his arms, like she fit perfectly. She was all jutting bones and angles, and it all just seemed to settle exactly right against his chest. He brought his chin down a bit to kiss the top of her head.
“ This may come as a total shock, but I really like you to Skylar. Like, have feelings for you like you. And maybe that's not entirely new to me... but you are. You are so incredibly different than any girl I've met. You're frustrating, and enigmatic, distant, volatile, surprisingly funny and passionate and somehow all that just ties together to make me like you more.” He smiled “ God, that was too cheesy, wasn't it? Either way, you'll just have to deal with it, apparently I like the cheese sometimes.” he said jokingly [/size]
occ// sorry another crappy one... forgive me >.<
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Post by Skylar Brown on Aug 23, 2011 23:05:58 GMT -6
Skylar Elizabeth Brown(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A) [/size] (Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)------------------------------
Skylar was tense for a few moments as he pulled her close, but then relaxed slowly. She looked around, finding his hoodie and grabbing it, putting it over her as she nuzzled into Liam's chest. Wow.. She liked this, a lot. She wanted to do it more often, have him hold her in his arms and she'd have a few moments to relax. She smiled softly, pulling Liam's hood up to her nose to hide it as best he could. She breathed in softly, smelling his scent coming from the jacket.. Yeah, this jacket was becoming seventeen kinds of stolen. He'd be lucky if he got it back before they graduated. Hell, she'd probably walk to get her diploma in the damn thing if she would be allowed.
It was a lot easier doing this.. snuggling with Liam now that she knew he liked her too. Though most girls would take great offense to being called most of the things he'd called her.. It was a hell of a lot nicer than some of the things Skylar had been called in her life. Not that she knew what the hell he meant by "passionate" that way just.. threw her off.
The level four yawned softly, snaking a hand into his shirt to rest on his chest, his skin warming her cool finger tips. "I don't mind the cheese.. Just don't smother me with it." She liked it.. It was cute and sweet and totally Liam. She loved it, really. "Thank you for taking me out tonight, Liam.. It ah.." She nuzzled into his neck so she could hide. "First date.. like ever."
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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 23, 2011 23:38:53 GMT -6
Liam smiled when she wrapped herself up in his hoodie. He liked that, seeing her relaxed, wearing his shirt. Maybe that was weird. He wasn't sure, maybe he'd had more experience than Skylar, but this wasn't the same, normally he's already be feeling bored, his eyes already starting to wander. Normally he'd scrunch his nose and make a point to get the damn hoodie back before he dropped her off. But Liam didn't want it back, even though it was his favourite shade of blue, even though he'd worn the damn Hurley top for the better part of 3 year years, he'd rather see it wrapped around her. Yeah, Liam figured that was a sign he must really like her, it wasn't just some passing infatuation.
Her shivered slightly when she put her hands under his shirt, her fingers feeling like tiny little blocks of ice, but against his skin they warmed quickly. He stifled his own yawn when she let one out. He wasn't supposed to be getting tire,d it felt like they'd only just gotten out here. His lips quirked into a little smirk when she spoke again. He was happy she enjoyed it, and hoped she wasn't just saying that. He wanted her to actually have fun. No, he dismissed the thought as soon as it passed through his mind, Skylar wasn't the type to placate him. If she'd had a shitty time she would have said as much.
“It was definitely my pleasure Skylar. Sorry we're stuck here and there weren't too many options. It wasn't my first date ever, but I think it's going down as the best.” he grinned, moving his head down to look at her. “ Was that too much cheese yet? Are you feeling smothered?” he chuckled lightly. [/size]
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Post by Skylar Brown on Aug 24, 2011 0:42:26 GMT -6
Skylar Elizabeth Brown(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A) [/size] (Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)------------------------------
Skylar laughed softly, shaking her head. "Not yet. You'll know when you're smothering me because one moment I'll be in your lap... and the next I'll be half way across the soccer field." She smiles up at him. She leaned up, kissing his lips softly. She liked how he made her comfortable enough that she could just do that with no worries, she could just kiss him softly and he'd be okay with that, and she knew that, there wasn't any question about it.
Skylar smiled when she drew way. She shifted around a little bit and reached out the hand that wasn't resting on his chest, grabbing another cupcakes. "I'm not even hungry, but these things are addictive. You do realize you're going to have to keep these on hand at all times, don't you?" She smiled a little bit more. She was going to have to start wearing her hair down, so when she wanted to hide her smile she could use the long fringe of hair to do so. At least on late nights with Liam.
The level four was forced to remove her hand from his shirt in peel the cupcake wrapper off, but she'd finish the cupcake and have both of them under his shirt soon enough. She took a few, slow bites of the cupcake, savoring the taste. She drew her legs up, partly because her feet were freezing without hr signature chucks, and partly because the cupcake was so good was wanted to fold herself into a little ball, wrap herself in Liam's hoodie and be a bundle of awesomeness. She drug her finger across the top of the cupcake again, but instead of sticking her finger in her mouth she wiped it across Liam's neck, right under his jaw. The level four quickly went about licking and sucking the icing off, slowly though hungrily, her teeth grazing his skin more than one or twice.
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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 24, 2011 11:31:24 GMT -6
Liam watched as Skylar began to eat another cupcake with a smile on his face. It was a little silly, but he got a big kick out of the fact she seemed to love something he’d made. “ I can probably oblige that request.” he nodded “ Providing I don’t get on the chefs bad side, I’m sure he’ll let me keep hijacking the kitchen to make them for you.”
He laughed as she smeared a line of frosting on his jaw. Starting a food fight was she? Well he could certainly play that game as well. Liam grinned, reaching for a cupcake of his own when Skylar brought her lips to his jaw. His hand went slack and his eyes closed as she kissed and nibbled along his jaw. Christ, did she fully understand what that did to him? How the touch of her lips instantly drove him to distraction? How he wasn’t able to concentrate on anything else?
Liam brought his hand up to her head, running his fingers into her hair, enjoying the feel of her mouth for a few moments. He gently tugged her face upwards, and looked down into her eyes before bringing his lips to hers, capturing them in a kiss. He was warring between two reactions, kissing her deeply and hungrily, as he had before, and how his body wanted him too. Or kissing her softly and gently, showing her it was more than about just being physically passionate, which his heart was telling him. He, unlike so many hormone soaked teenaged boys, listened to his heart. He kissed her tenderly, his hand cupping her cheek, with his thumb gently stroking the soft skin. It was an important choice he made, though not obvious to anyone who didn’t have a direct line into his head. It meant that Skylar was important to him, meant something. Which of course he’d already admitted. But more than that, Liam realized he could very well be falling for the explosive level four.[/size]
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Post by Skylar Brown on Aug 24, 2011 12:52:43 GMT -6
Skylar Elizabeth Brown(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A) [/size] (Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)------------------------------
Skylar looked into his eyes when he brought her face up, feeling a catch in her breath and a tighten in her chest. No one had ever looked at her the way Liam was right now. He was changing her world, little bit by little bit. Repairing her heart piece by piece, melting the ice around it with his warm soul. Maybe she wouldn't ever be bubbly and happy all the time.. But she'd settle for content, and a little bit of happy. But what would happen if Liam and her didn't work out? Skylar forced that thought out of her head. No, dammit, she'd be happy with Liam now, and jump off that bridge when, and if, she ever came to it.
Then he was kissing her, and her eyes closed softly. She moved around so that she was straddling him again, and she pulled her arms through the sleeves of his hoodie. Then her hands ran up his abs and chest, her left hand resting there while the right one ran up to his neck, around to the back, then up into his his hair. It was really soft in the back, and she was half way regretting ever making fun of his hair. She was half way regretting everything bad she'd said to him. Though if she'd gave in early she probably wouldn't feel as strongly for Liam as she did right now.
After a few moments of kissing Skylar pulled away, then leaned in and planted a small, soft kiss on his lips, like a signature. "You're distracting me from my cupcake." She looked around, then found it, laying on the wrapper on top of his blanket. She picked it up and shoved the whole half of a cupcake in her mouth, chewing and swallowing it before she turned to him again. "I think I could get use to dates with you.. Lots of good food and making out.." She smirked before leaning in and kissing hims again, her hands going back to where they had been, except her left hand was now under his shirt.
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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 25, 2011 9:46:52 GMT -6
Liam let out a soft chuckle as she shoved the rest of the cupcake into her mouth, “I think that makes for a pretty epic date myself. How can you go wrong with cupcakes and kisses? he grinned. “ And I really do hope you do get used to them, because if I can swing it, this should happen a few times a week.” he nodded, as she ate, content just holding her.
Of course, content as he was holding her, he certainly had no complaints when Skylar started kissing him again. His hands settled comfortably around her, pulling her close to his body, and enjoying the feel of her hand on his skin, even if the rest of his body, the parts not pressed against her, were chilly without his hoodie.
He pulled away a few minutes later, before their kiss got too heated again. He loved it, but it was wreaking havoc on his body. And until he was actually able to stand in a cold shower for the better part of two hours, it was probably best he not go through that again in one night. Besides, Liam was determined to make making out with her a regular occurrence.
He grinned a little, pulling the hood of the shirt up over her head. “ You know, I actually think that thing looks better on you than it does on me. That hardly seems fair. he said laughing a little.[/size]
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Post by Skylar Brown on Aug 25, 2011 13:31:29 GMT -6
Skylar Elizabeth Brown(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A) [/size] (Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)------------------------------
Skylar's eyebrows knitted together, and she shook the hood from her head before it had a chance to mess up her head. She pulled her hands away from him before she looked down at the hoodie on her, the sleeves coming down to cover about half of her hands, her thumb just barely visible. She looked at her left hand, folding the pinky and ring finger down inside the sleeve. The scar mostly covered the outside part of her palm, and those two fingers, but it danced down her wrist a little ways. She didn't feel self conscious about it, it just reminded her of losing her mother, and the first day of the rest of her life.
Skylar shook her head, shrugging the hoodie off her shoulder and tugging it off her arms. "You can have it back, I was just a little chilly." She knew he didn't mean that he wanted it back, but she'd at least give him a chance to have it back before he never saw it again. Okay, he's see it again, and as soon as it stopped smelling like him she'd probably wash it and return it to him, then steal it back. It'd be a lovely cycle really. If they lasted long enough for the jacket to lose the scent, that was.
"And it looks great on you." Though Skylar didn't mention that she'd like it better if he just never wore anyway above the waist. She laid the hoodie over his shoulder, the leaned in and kissed him again.
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Post by williamwilkins on Aug 25, 2011 15:30:46 GMT -6
Liam smiled against her lips when she kissed him again. He took the hoodie off from where she’d draped it over his shoulder, and draped it over her while the kissed. He was still smiling as he pulled away. He really did like the idea of Skylar wandering around with the thing on. He’d get it back from her eventually, in the mean time, she could keep it. It would give him a kick to know she was wearing it.
“ Well we’re still outside, and it’s still chilly. You keep it for now” he nodded. “ Besides, the colour is good on you.” he grinned, leaning in and pecking her softly on the lips. He stifled a yawn and resisted looking down at the watch that still wouldn’t be on his wrist. He was trying to ignore the fact that he was tired, they could just stay out here all night. But they had class in the morning. And every minute passing was another chance that security would find them. Skylar didn’t seem to have a problem with detentions, Liam would rather avoid them. They already had so little free time, who wanted to complicate that with more school stuff?
He sighed a little “ You think we should maybe head back? It’s getting pretty late.” He said, listening to his logical side, but not entirely happy about that. Stupid logical side, always saying things that made sense. It was a pain in the ass.[/size]
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