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Chapter 24 - Liam's Challenge

"You're sick, you should rest. Why did you leave the bed without telling me? You said you wanted me to stay with you, but you left me instead. Let me go, Liam, let...me...go," I kept struggling.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Don't worry too much," he said, as I continued to struggle.

"You're not fine. Go back to bed and sleep," I replied.

"I'm okay now. You were sleeping so peacefully, so I didn't want to disturb you."

"It doesn't matter, you should sleep some more."

"A doctor you are," he said, laughing, which made me upset.

I pulled away, staring at him angrily as he continued to laugh.

"I hate you," I said, walking out of the room without turning back.

I heard him still laughing, which only made me angrier. I made my way to my own room, bolted the door, and threw myself onto the bed.

"Stupid Liam, stupid, stupid, stupid. He never listens to me."

My eyes landed on a book and a pen on the desk. I walked over, took them, and returned to my bed. I drew a circle, then a short straight line underneath, a square below that, slanting lines on either side of the square, and two straight lines beneath it.

"I'll make sure you pay," I said, drawing little dots for the eyes, nose, and mouth.

I had created the perfect drawing of an ugly Liam. I started stabbing at the drawing, canceling out the eyes, nose, and mouth. I felt furious.

"Layla," I heard someone call my name from outside. It was Liam. What does he want now?

"Leave me alone," I responded.

"Are you upset?" he asked.

"Why would I be? Go away."

No response. Has he gone? I sat still, waiting for a response. Maybe he did go.

"I'm right here," I heard his voice from behind me, startling me. His arms wrapped around me from behind, holding me tight.

Come to think of it, he doesn't feel hot anymore. Is he truly fine?

"I'm fine. You were asleep when the medicine arrived, and I've taken it. Don't worry too much." He kissed my cheek.

"Well, you could have at least said something about it."

"What's that?" My eyes widened. I think he must be referring to the drawing.

I instantly stood up, releasing myself from his hold.

"It's nothing, nothing," I said, hiding the book behind me.

"Show me," he slowly stood from the bed.

"You've seen it already, it's nothing serious."

"I want to see it," he stepped closer.

"No, no, you can't," I also moved back.

He suddenly disappeared, and I felt someone taking the book I was holding. "Ah!" I screamed.

"How and why did you do that?" I asked, trying to grab the book from him.

"Who's this? Jackson?" He asked, his brows furrowed as he stared at the drawing.

"No, no, it's not Jackson, give it back," he turned around. I couldn't retrieve it, he's way taller than me.

"Who's it then?" He asked.

"It's nobody, just a drawing," I said.

"Give me back my book," I said, trying to retrieve it.

He suddenly turned back to me and raised his arm, holding the book straight up in the air.

"Have it," he said, but I couldn't reach it. Is he really serious right now?

I walked over to my desk and pulled out a chair, placing it in front of Liam. I climbed up and stretched my hands to grab the book, but he moved it behind his back instead, his gaze burning into me.

I struggled to maintain eye contact as my eyes followed the movement of the book instead.

I frowned, wrapping my hand around his slender waist, trying to take back the book. It felt like I was hugging him, but I didn't care.

I climbed down from the chair and shifted it backward with my feet, my hands tracing behind Liam for the book. He raised his arm straight up again.

"Liam," I raised my voice, "give me back my book." I released him then looked up at him. He wasn't wearing a smile, and he didn't look mad either. "Give me back my book," I told him.

Just then, an idea popped into my head. I'll tickle him, it'll surely work.

I raised my fingers up, my face etched with determination as a smile graced my lips.

I brought my hand to his chest and started tickling, moving down to his waist and upper body. But he didn't react. I frowned, taking down my hands.

I have an idea, and I'm hundred percent sure it'll work.

I grabbed Liam by his shirt collar, his arm dropping down as I did. I pulled him down, closer to me, and slammed my lips onto his. It felt so soft and sweet. Is this how a kiss tastes when you're the one who does it?

His eyes were wide open, and I instantly reached for my book and grabbed it from him. I pulled away.

"Ha!" I said triumphantly. "Don't mess with me, Liam, I'm smart."

He looked extremely suprised as his eyes were widely opened.

"Do it again," he said.

"Huh? Do what again?" I hid the book under my sweater this time around.

"What you did, do it again," he said, looking serious.

Is he really serious? Does he want me to kiss him again?

"Uhm..." An idea popped into my head. "I need to pee. I'm pressed," I said, and instantly ran into the bathroom, shutting and bolting the door. Bolting it was unnecessary, but I did it anyway, just in case. After all, he could teleport. But how? How does he manage to do it?.

I pressed the shiny button on the top right side of the toilet to make it look like I actually used it. Is Liam still outside, or has he left? I wondered.

Since I didn't hear any noise, I unbolted the door, opened it, and peeked to see if he was there. To my surprise, he was sitting on the edge of my bed, facing the bathroom door, flipping through a book.

He's still here. I let out a sigh and stepped out. He raised his head, and his gaze met mine. I still had the book hidden under my sweater.

"You're done," he said, setting his book aside on the bed.

"Uhh, y-yeah yeah, phew," I stammered, walking slowly to my desk. I quickly opened the drawer and slid the book in, closing it again.

What if he asks me to kiss him again? I thought, feeling shy.

I tried to come up with an excuse. "So, are you hungry? Let's go downstairs to eat." I asked.

He stood up, putting his hands in his pockets.

"We'll go downstairs to eat." He replied.

Yes! But then he added, "But I want you to eat me first."

My eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh? I don't eat humans," I said, trying to stall.

"I'm not fully human, and I don't mean it literally" he chuckled. "You know what I want."

"I don't know what you want, and I'm really hungry," I said, heading towards the door.

When I reached for the doorknob, I found it twisted shut. Oh no, there's no escape! I rested my forehead against the door, my hand still on the knob. Why does Liam want me to do this?

"It's because I love you," I felt his warm breath on my neck as he spoke.

His hands slipped around my waist, holding me close. How did he know what I was thinking?

"Lord, how do you know what's on my mind?" I asked.

"Do as I told you, and I'll answer your question," he replied.

"Uhm, I can't if you're holding me this way." He released me, and I slowly turned around to face him.

I blinked repeatedly, my mouth agape as I stared at him. Does he really want me to do this?

"Yes," he replied.

My eyes widened, this is starting to get creepy. Oh mercies!

He bent slightly, his face level with mine. "Uhm," my mouth was still open.

I double-blinked, staring into his intense grey eyes. I feel so flustered.

He closed his eyes. Uhm, it's just a kiss, right?. I thought.

He has done it to me before, now it's my turn. I gazed at his lips, they were red, thin, and looked so soft and kissable. I'm afraid I might savor it, since last time it tasted sweet.

"I don't mind," he said.

"You..." I paused. I can do this.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and opened them again. I'm ready.

I stepped closer to Liam, bringing my face nearer to his. Oh mercies, this is only my second time kissing someone!, Him!.

My eyes were fixed on his lips as I drew closer. I held my hands together behind my back, and my lips were just inches from his.

The closer I got, the more I found him incredibly attractive, his spotless skin, pointy nose, red lips, and his scent. His features were everything I ever wanted in a man.

I wondered how I smelled, do I smell bad? I have many questions for Liam, and he must answer every one of them.

I licked my lips as I stared at his delicious-looking lips. He was being very patient with me, which was nice.

I slowly and carefully pressed mine to his. It's really soft, I could lick it!

He parted his lips, giving me permission to go further. My hormones were activated, and it felt really nice.

I pulled away, making a kissing sound as I did. He opened his eyes, looking less than content.

"So, can we go now?" I asked, releasing my hands from behind my back.

"That's it?" He asked, his brows furrowed, still maintaining his posture.

"Umm, yeah. You taste really sweet, I could eat you," I said, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could stop them.

I covered my mouth with my hands, my eyes widening in shock.

"Why don't you?" He replied with a smirk, "I'm all yours, and I don't mind."

I removed my hands from my mouth, "I mean food, food is so sweet, I could eat it right now, yeah, hehe." I replied.

"You don't want me to do it myself, do you?" He asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Umm, yeah, food, I'm hungry." I replied.

"You're not leaving until I'm satisfied,"He said.

"But I already kissed you," I frowned.

"Not how I wanted it," He chuckled.

"How, then? Sucking on each other's tongues and biting lips?" I asked, my tone slightly annoyed.

"Too bad you don't know how to do any of those," He teased, chuckling.

"Who told you that?" I asked, my anger rising.

"There's a difference between kissing and being kissed, and you fall under the second category," He said with a smirk.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"How wouldn't I?" He replied.

"Prove me wrong by doing something intimate," He said, his eyes gleaming with challenge.

"Or you don't know how to?" He chuckled again.

"Of course, I can. I don't need to kiss anyone to know how to," I replied confidently.

"Prove me wrong, then," He said, his voice low.

"You asked for it," I said, grabbing his neck and pulling him closer to me, slamming my lips onto his.

I felt his lips parting once more, and I took his lower lip into my mouth, sucking gently. I tilted my head and claimed both lips, using my tongue to explore, slipping effortlessly into his mouth. Our tongues met, and I deepened the kiss. However, he didn't reciprocate, instead allowing me to take the lead.

I then pulled away, and his eyes opened, revealing a smile on his lips.

"You see," I said, noticing his nose and lips looked slightly red.

He stood upright and brought his hand to the top of my head. "Good girl."

I turned around, feeling proud and victorious, and reached for the door knob, twisting it open. But then I remembered.

"Wait a minute," I turned back to him. "Time for my questions," I told him.

"Go ahead," he said.