Escaped

Chapter 40

Escaped: Chapter 40

I woke up peacefully the next morning, the light coming through the curtains suggesting it was at least ten o'clock. I turned to see Liam laying next to me and I laid up against him, my hand on his chest.

"Morning," he murmured, his eyes still closed.

"Morning," I said, leaning up to kiss him gently.
He reached a hand up and placed it on my cheek.

He sat up halfway, leaning on his elbow.

"You're awesome, you know that?" He chuckled.

I chewed on my lower lip as I felt the heat rising to my face.

Liam rolled over, a hand on either side of me holding himself up.

He stared down at me.
"Do you remember what I said?"

"Oh! I-"

He cut me off and started kissing my neck.

"I said," he muttered against my skin. "Not to bite your lower lip."

He sucked on my neck and I felt a pinch as he nipped it.
I gasped at the small but sudden pain.
He ran his tongue over the spot, soothing it. He kissed my neck once more and then sat up.

"Come on," he said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Everyone else is probably awake already."

-

Liam had been right.

We came downstairs after a quick shower and everybody was eating breakfast.

"There are pancakes on the counter," Perrie told us.

I sat down in between Louis and Liam and noticed the hush that fell over the room.

I looked up and saw that everyone was kind of looking at me trying, but failing, to be discreet.

"Uh... Guys-?"

Louis looked at me.
"How ya doing, Char?" He asked, the concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm fine."
And it wasn't a total lie. Sure, I avoided thinking about what happened to my father, but on the other hand, he was a lying scumbag.

Apparently that was good enough because after that, the conversation picked back up.

"These are really good," I said. "Who made them?"

"Gemma and Niall," Louis said and I pushed my plate back pretending to cough.

"Niall touched these? Oh, great! Now we're all doomed," I said.

"Hey," Niall pretended to be offended. "What do you think I did? Poison them?"

"That's exactly what I think you did!"

Niall slouched back in his chair dramatically and we all laughed.

"Uh... Charlotte?" Harry said.

"Yeah?"

He smirked and asked, "What's that..there on your neck?"

My hand flew to my neck and I felt the mark Liam left this morning.

"Oh... I, uh, burned myself... on the curling iron..."

"You used the curling iron this morning?"

I nodded and Liam chuckled next to me.

"That's why your hair is soaking wet," Louis said, grabbing a piece of my hair between his fingers.

My face went scarlet.

Harry smirked and raised his eyebrows.
"No, it's fine," he said. "It's not my businesses what you and Liam do at night."

I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment as the table bursted into laughter.