The Bad Boys Salvation

CHAPTER 7

***Nicoles POV****

I was sitting on the sectional, mind racing and spinning from the drink I had taken. I liked it though. I wasn’t crying, I was able to dull the ache. I decided to watch reruns of Vampire Diaries when I heard I pounding at the door. That’s odd. Mom’s note said they wouldn’t be home the whole weekend. And they wouldn’t knock. Was I hallucinating? Does alcohol do that? I heard the pounding again. Definitely not hallucinating then. I walked to the front door peeping out the small opening on top and I saw a soaked and angry Liam. He was more than angry. I’d never seen him look that furious even all the times I saw him brooding around school.

I slowly opened the door ..

“Liam?” I asked “what are you doing here”

****LIAM*****

Pounding on the front door of Nicole‘s house I was trying to control my anger. I don’t know why she was affecting me this way. I saw the door slowly open.

“Liam? What are you doing here?” She slurred

“Are you .. drinking?” My eyes darken and jaw ticked.

She left without saying anything walked home in the rain just to do what she was already doing out with me.

Does she really hate my presence that much? I can see she is soaking wet only differences she had the ability to change.

Nicole just stared at me with slightly wobbling.

“Maybe” she replied

“Well are you going to stand there or continue to let me get rained on”

She contemplated for longer than I thought necessary for her to finally open the door more and lead me inside.

“Why are you here?” lira repeated her question again still slightly slurring.

“You left. Without saying anything.”

Nicole closed her eyes and started rubbing her temple. “I honestly did not think you would care. We are not friends and you looked busy”

I took two steps forward. Nicole straightened and took two steps back. Noticing this, I kept walking forward as she was backing up until her back was against the wall.

Taking this opportunity, I caged her in with one hand on each side of her head.

“You’re not telling me something” I could feel my lips start to curve upward as I was peering down at her. I couldn’t help it. She looked so nervous and was starting to squirm.

After looking up at me nervously, she started to giggle, little by little until she was taken over by a fit of laughter.

Raising one eyebrow up, looking at her questioningly she slurred once more “Of course I’m not telling you something. I’ve only talked to you like 3 times and 2 out of the three times you were being a d**k..” she got out, still laughing uncontrollably.

I could tell she was about to say something else but before she could get anything else I took both of her wrists in my hand, pinning them above her on the wall. Her giggling fit stopped immediately after that.

“Liam .. W..what are y..you doing?”

I wasn’t thinking clearly, her beautiful whiskey were so distracting, and those lips, those pink luscious lips. I couldn’t help but wonder how they tasted. I slowly sort to part her leg with my knee and lifted my knee up to her core while maintaining eye contact the whole time. Nicole’s breath hitched, and I could see her cheeks getting flushed.

Inching down, I placed my mouth so close to Nicole‘s ear, her lavender and vanilla smell and engulfed to me.

“Four times. We’ve talked four times now. And I feel like driving all the way home to check on your ass, just to see you were here having yourself a little party, cancels out me being a… What did you call me? A d**k” I whispered in her ear.

She was starting so squirm once more but not nervously this time.

I could tell Nicole was desperate for any type of friction she could get with my knee between her knees.

Her breathing was getting shallow and her face was getting more flushed.

I’ll admit I was smug with myself as I released her arms, took my knee from between her legs and just stared at her.

We started each other for a few moments, her breath still heavy. Looking completely embarrassed when it dawned on her that I knew what she was doing.

I know she still didn’t understand what I was doing here. Hell, I didn’t understand what I was doing here. She could’ve been hurt, kidnapped, taken advantage of, all of those possibilities were roaming through my head When I found her here safe and sound.

It made me angry. Was I not good enough for her to let me know she was leaving. God, so many girls would jump at the opportunity to come with me to the bar. I think it angered me because I couldn’t figure her out.

“ Liam “ Nicole’s voice sounded snapping me out of my thoughts.

“I .. I don’t feel very good” she stated. S**t. She was going to be sick.

“Where’s your bathroom?” I grunted as I held her by the waist after I saw her sway once more. Nicole just pointed in the direction of her hallway and I was hoping I could get her to the toilet and time.

Finding the bathroom, I set her down just in time. She was hugging the toilet bowl wrenching.

I felt awkward, not really knowing what to do in the situation. She’s home… And safe… In normal situations I would just leave but that felt wrong?

I looked under the bathroom sink to find a pile of washcloths, taking one out and unfolding it. I ran it under some warm water, and started gently dabbing her forehead.

“Nicole, you’re soaking wet you’re going to get sick. You need to take these clothes off and get in the shower.”

“Just leave, please” Nicole said in such a heartbreakingly pitiful voice. I could tell she had stated to sober after being sick, but she still seemed disoriented and I didn’t want to leave her in the state.

Lifting her up from resting her head on the toilet, I sat her on the counter by the sink. I left her sitting there while I turned on the shower, waiting for it to get worm and without a word I started to undress her.

Her eyes snapped towards mine, and I made a conscious effort to keep eye contact with her the whole time. I was a b*****d but I’d never go as low to take advantage of somebody in the state Nicole is in right now and I wanted to make sure she understood that.

Once they had her undressed, I asked “Am I going to have to wash you too or can you do it”

“I got it” she replied glaring at me, emotions, quickly turning into anger.

I helped her off of the bathroom counter and watched her stumble her way into the shower.

15 minutes had gone by and I was starting to to get increasingly annoyed. What is she doing in there?

“Nicole” I called out. Nothing.

I peaked in the shower curtain to see if she was sitting on the ground under the shower, and had fallen asleep with her head, nestled on her knees. I pinched the bridge of my nose and let out a loud sigh. This night had become more and more annoying.

Looking around, I found a towel, her up and begun the search for her bedroom.

Finding it after multiple failed attempts, I placed Nicole on her bed and she opened her eyes.

“Why are you being so nice to me? Why didn’t you leave when I asked you to?”

“I saw the note on the counter your mom left you. I was trying to leave you alone all night asleep on the toilet.” I said while ruffling through her things trying to find something for her to put on. I needed to get clothes on her before I went insane.

Finding a pair of underwear and a T-shirt and feeling like that was good enough, I tossed them on the bed beside her.

“Do I have to get you dressed, too or do you think you can handle it?” I asked, I’ll admit, somewhat sarcastically.

She didn’t reply, and slowly started to put the clothes on herself.

“You can leave now.” she said again in that same pitiful voice from earlier.

“Thank you” she added.

I was noting that she wouldn’t make eye contact. I didn’t know why it was bothering me so much but I seriously didn’t wanna leave her alone like this. I noticed that her parents are rarely ever home. All she does is stay in the house all day until the evening comes around when she reads on the hammock.

“You’re welcome” I grunted. Feeling uncomfortable in the situation. I wasn’t used to… Being this …caring.

“But I’m not leaving yet.”

I started peeling off my shirt that was stuck to me from the rain still and getting comfortable in her bed.

“ what do you wanna watch?” I asked while grabbing her remote from the nightstand.

“Vampire Diaries” Nicole said without a moment of hesitation.

“NO!” I replied

Nicole didn’t say anything, just whipped her head and started giving me this stupid sad look. God I’m going f*****g soft.

“Fine” I said, with a frown on my face. But I watched as Nicole started to grin. Good. I don’t know what the hell happened tonight but… I’m just glad she smiled.

Nicole’s show on she was asleep within minutes. Looking around I started to admire her. It suited her. A huge bookshelf. Lavender color scene which was soft and feminine just like her. Pictures of friends where she looked like she was laughing and outgoing, a completely different version of herself than I seen her here this past week.

Before i knew it, I was drifting to sleep beside Nicole with that lavender and vanilla sent lulling me into darkness.