"Are you joking or something? It has been awful enough for me to not be able to see him or even call him. And you think I'll ask him to ditch me. Like purposefully? In what universe does that make sense." This absolutely makes no sense. Why would I ask him to leave me? Not giving me a straight answer was different, but blaming me for Liam's surprising leave was beyond limits.

"He ditched you? Why would he ditch you?!" He twitches his eyes and shakes his head "Wait. I meant, that wasn't you the one who asked him to go see mom and dad. He's never willing to go there and I thought maybe you convinced him to go see them since I told you that I was gonna go."

I squeeze my eyes close, in embarrassment. Why didn't that come to my mind? That makes complete sense. "Right. Right. I did ask him to go see your parents. Since you told me that they were not doing well. But why isn't he taking my calls?"

"I don't know.... Even mom and dad aren't taking my calls. Maybe somework's going on. It's barely a town. There's often construction going on. But he wasn't supposed to stay this long. Maybe with everything getting worse he might just have stayed to look after mom and dad."

"Getting worse?" That doesn't sound good. Liam never talks about his parents. I wonder how bad his parent's condition is.

"Yeah. It's because of the water. The place we lived previously was not the 'typical city kind'. A bunch of factories were built a few years ago. And it wasn't until the end of last year that we realized the drinking water was getting intoxicated due to the piping system. The pipes through which the water flowed were not made up of good materials." Austin continued leaving me speechless. "Most of the people who had other health issues got sick really quickly, really badly. Including dad." His voice starts shaking by the end of that sentence.

Shit.

And here I was accusing Liam of ditching me. It's partially because mum got under my skin.

"So now that you're here, why don't you admit him to a hospital? Our town's got good health care centers. With the most skilled doctors. "

He looks down at his feet and sighs with a smile. I suppose that was a smile of regret and helplessness. "It's not that easy. We can't move dad, his condition is really critical and...." he paused then looked at me and said, "Well, it's not your burden to bear. With Liam not being here for so long, I'm sure you terribly miss him. Given what I heard last week."

He said with tears in his eyes and a chuckle on his face. And his words made me smile as well.

"Well, I just want you to know that I'll be by your side. And promise me that you'll tell me if I can ever be of any help to your family." I say, with a heart full of guilt for thinking that Austin was hiding something and that Liam used me.

As much as I was blaming mum for making me believe that Liam would do that to me, I was the same amount of stupid.

"Sure" he says with a little smile on his face. I can see that the smile is forced. Not because he didn't mean it, but cause even with or without my help things are at a really bad place.

"So I hope you're coming to the fundraiser with Leo?" I had to say something to lighten the mood.

"I hope so.... Leo's been pretty busy catching up with his studies" Austin looks down at his feet, waving his palms restlessly. It clearly portrayed that he wasn't very happy with Leo's routine lately. "Especially after that meeting with Hyde he has been awfully quiet."

I won't disagree. That meeting with Hyde made him act really weird. "Leo loves parties. He'll be there, I promise. " I say, reassuring him. I don't know why. Because I have no idea myself if Leo was gonna come to the party or not.

My words seemed to have succeeded in making Austin relax a bit. He smiled. It looked much more genuine than the last time. "I'll see you at the party." Austin made his way towards his house.

Well. That's it.

It was exactly a week ago that I had an amazing human being giving me butterflies every time my eyes fell on him or our eyes fell on each other. It's weird how sometimes.... A lot of times actually we don't see 'it' coming.

I know there is nothing I can do now to bring him back. Even if there was, I wouldn't want to. Making him leave his ill parents so that he can join me in the stupid fundraiser dance. Phhuuh.

But also I couldn't stop thinking about him. It wasn't really about the dance. It was about me having a boyfriend.

Ugh.

I hate everytime his stupid cute face popps up in my mind. I don't know why, but calling him my boyfriend or even thinking that he is gives me some kind of satisfaction, happiness and calmness.

And I have no idea if he feels about me that way. But everytime he looks at me, says something to me that shows he cares about me, unnecessarily coming closer to me, which by the way flatters me to some other level. Or even his jealous faces.

They all just make me hope even more. Makes me want even more. More than just pleasure. More than just the touch.

While thinking all this I didn't realize when I reached home.

"Eva, you hungry?" says mum as soon as I enter. She's stuffing a pizza slice in her mouth and pointing towards one.

I don't say anything before walking over to the dining table, grabbing a slice of the pizza and unconsciously stuffing it into my mouth. "Woh! Slow down there. What happened? You okay?"

"Huh. yeah.... yeah I'm fine." I am not willing to think about Liam anymore but my mind won't listen to me. It's like both thinking and trying not to think about him is some kind of torture.

"Are you sure? Looks like you're stress eating." she says, snapping me out of my daze and I instantly realized that it wouldn't have happened if she didn't get on my nerves. I wasn't really giving the whole situation THIS much attention until I went searching for his place and spoke to Austin.

Realizing that it wasn't Liam's fault that he isn't here and I'll go to the fundraiser alone tomorrow. This much unnecessary anxiety, about our relationship. None of this wouldn't have happened if she didn't make all that story up about Liam using me.

But I'm way too tired to start a fight with mum, since I walked a few extra miles while I got lost in the neighborhood. And the ridiculous- so- called- relationship- problems.

I go upstairs and I lay down on the bed. Looking at the ceiling. One of my hands rested above my head and the other on my tummy.

Still not able to stop thinking about Liam. I sigh.

Everything from the beginning starts to flash back.

The first time he came close, my heart was racing at its top. Every time he came to the bleachers after the game all wet in sweat. His biceps, all pumped up due to the practice.

Drops of sweat rolling down his temple and his eyes stuck on mine. His jersey sticking to his body. Him running his hands through his hair.

Everytime he smirked at me, making my cheeks go red.

His jaws clenched when I told him about Peter. His bright brown eyes pierced into my soul.

Everytime I catch him glancing over my lips. Makes me want to grab him by his collar and kiss those lips.

The first time he touched me. His lips. It brushed over mine. His heavy breathing fell onto my neck. That ticklish feeling in the stomach.

Making me lose control over my legs when he licked my neck. Or kissed it with an open mouth. My toes started to curl, just with the thought of how much I loved feeling his lips on my neck and maybe everywhere else.

Everything that I felt, I am starting to feel again. And I didn't want to stop.

The hand that lied on my tummy slid down. Now under my shorts, and finally made its way into my panties. And-

Shit. Am I wet?

As soon as my hands reach my opening I start remembering how it felt when Liam touched it. He would slowly open my dresses exposing my skin and looking at it like he hasn't seen anything like this before.

Everytime we kissed it would be gentle and soft at first and then he'd press his body over mine, shoving his tongue inside my mouth. He would bite my lips suck them and lick them without pausing for even a second leaving me short of breath.

But I enjoy every little thing that he does to me, squeezing my ass, making me stand on the tip of my toes. He knows how much I liked it. His strong arms grabbed me by my waist to keep me in place.

I realize my middle finger is right at the starting point of the opening. I have never done it before but I suddenly feel the urge that I should keep doing whatever I'm doing.

Without thinking any further I slowly push inside. My toes curl around the bed sheet as it curls. My mouth fell agap and my eyes close shut.

It isn't that painful. It went inside pretty smoothly, maybe because I was so wet. I pull my finger out and push inside again.

Holy mother of God! This feels so nice.

I release a small breath. My heart starts pounding with every thought of Liam. And in fact how much I miss him, his touch, his kisses, his smell, his everything.

And yet this time I shove my finger, pull it back and continue doing it. A small moan escape my lips.

Lia...m!

Oh how badly I want him to kiss me. Not gently, not softly but intensely. Leaving me short of breath. Making my legs lose balance. Pinning my hands over my head and pressing his body over my breasts.

I keep plunging my fingers into my vagina, while breathing heavily.

Door opens, and "Eva dinner's ready-"

"Shit! Oh MY GOD! Mum!"   

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A/N

Enjoy this one..... It was like a fill in, but I hope it was fun. This update was sooner than usual, since I'm going on a vacation! Yaaayyy!! 

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