Feel my love...

CHAPTER 19

Hey guys, an update is here. The updates might be slow for a while, I'm not feeling very well so I haven't written much. I have been sick for last few days now and looks like I have tired out my body. It needs the rest.

Anyway this chap is Liam's POV. Lemme know if I succeeded in switching POVs without mixing them up.
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Gasping against each other's mouth, we can't get enough. I know my dad can hear us if he even comes up. We can be heard from the stair case, but that doesn't stop me. I clutch to him like he is my life line, never giving him a chance to pull back and claiming it's enough. I want more.

We are in my room, returned back after eating ice cream. I had pulled him on top of me right after he locked the door after us. The whole giving him the gift thing to make him realize how I truly feel about him, it's one of the terrifying things that I have ever done. But I didn't want him to feel bad about himself. He had told me he loves me and I had hang up on him. It would feel really bad if I never addressed it. I'm not ready to say it back to him, but I can at least make him feel it throbbing inside me with my heartbeat.

"Liam" he, of course, stops us, and I feel him gasp for breath against me. "Your father is home"

I try not to groan in annoyance. As if he wouldn't have stopped me if my father wasn't home.

"Hey, I don't want to give him a bad impression" he must have noticed my pissed face. "He thought I was going to hurt you the same way Aiden did"

"What? When did this happen?" they talked about Aiden? Where was I then?

"When we were freshly dating" I feel him push my hair back from my forehead.

"But we are just kissing" I tug at his collar, trying not to act like a stubborn kid.

"Yeah, but" he hesitates and I scowl. "Liam, come on. Don't be mad"

"You want to kiss me in front of them but you won't do it when we are alone" I scoff "You are hesitating for some other reason, Zayn. Admit it"

"No-"

"Don't lie" I cut him off and I hear him sigh.

"Baby, I feel like we won't stop if continue" he tells me softly, his thumb rubbing under my eyes again. "I don't want...I want our first time to be special, Liam"

Oh. Right.

"Who said anything about that?" I question, hoping my face isn't as pink as it feels. "I just want you to kiss me"

He remains silent and I desperately want to know what's on his mind. Am I really a bad kisser? Or is it something else?

"Liam, stop it. You are thinking hard" he says, resting his forehead against mine "I swear, that's why I stopped us, okay? Nothing that's got to do with you."

"Then shut up and kiss me" I mutter and feel his smile and his lips after a second. I sigh contently, because I love this. Doesn't he want it as much as I do? It does overwhelm me, but in a good way, in a way that makes me crave for his touch. But he just had to ruin it all the time. I love it that he cares so deeply for me, but, I need this in between us. To make myself believe I can be normal again, that I can kiss my boyfriend and just spend some intimate time with him without having to worry about getting claustrophobic in being in a room.

I feel him pant as he pulls back from me, fingers buried into my hair and another one holding himself up by placing it beside my head.

"You are so demanding" he complains when I press kisses wherever I can reach. And there is no venom behind his voice.