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They had been in the jet for an hour now, she tried to keep herself busy by answering her emails, however she hadn’t anticipated to be done with them so quickly. She looked through her bag, trying to find her favorite magazine and snacks, soon realizing she had forgotten them, making her sigh in frustration.
Fifteen minutes later she ends up trying to find something to do, so she turns around to where Liam is sitting. Liam is wearing his reading glasses, engrossed in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. His face is concentrated, as he takes in every word, she ignored the voice in her head that says he looks adorable.
“Dumbledore dies in the end” she spoiled, making him turn his attention away from the book and look at her.
“I know Fallon, I’ve read all of the seven books countless amount of time, and I’ve probably seen the movies every year. Let me take a wild guess, you read the ending first.”
“Of course, you did, you are such a nerd. I did read the ending first, that’s the only way you should read” she answered, making him laugh.
“So, did you take the test, too see which house you belong too?” he asked eagerly
“Of course, not Liam, like I need to take the test to know I am a Slytherin” she said rolling her eyes.
Liam comes over, sitting next to her. He pulls his laptop out, typing away as he informs her, she’s going to take the test. Fallon gives inn, because she is bored and don’t really have anything better to do. While she answers all the questions, she ignores the way he looks at her. That look of adoration, that terrifies her, she looks down at her ring, reminding herself she is with Culhane.
Liam “The result is in, you are officially a Slytherin” he announced, his baby blue eyes looking at hers. She can’t help but think about how beautiful his eyes looked.
“I am a Ravenclaw, if you were wondering” he said, giving her a sweet smile. She is not surprised he is, because he represents everything a Ravenclaw would.
“Not a Hufflepuff, I am sure it was a close call. But the sorting hat, choose Ravenclaw at the end” he said his voice traced with humor. She feels his shoulder nudging her gently, it’s supposed to be an innocent touch, but its everything other than innocent for her. His simple touch creates a havoc inside her, she gulps and take the glass of champagne in front of her and drinks it one go.
“You okay?” she hears him ask her giving her a smug look, like he knew how much doomed she truly was.
“Of course, I am thinking about Culhane” she said to remind them both.
“Sure, you are” she said, his voice dripped with sarcasm. Fallon took deep breathes, she hears him get up, but she doesn’t dare looking up at her. He places her favorite magazine and her favorite snacks down in front of her. It was gesture like this, that made things so more complicated for her. He is not supposed to know her favorite magazine and snacks she likes while travelling, he is not supposed to do these things for her. But he does, because he loves her.
She isn’t supposed to dream about him nor find herself lost in his eyes. She is not supposed to feel anything when he kissed her in front of his creepy uncle and Culhane. She wasn’t supposed to be having a great time talking about Harry Potter with him. She wasn’t supposed to be so affected by anything, not his touch, not his gestures but she is. He loves her, what’s her excuse?
When they get in the Jet, he senses she is trying to ignore him. Fallon was perhaps the most stubborn person he ever met; he wonders how long she will keep lying to herself about her feelings. He is aware that kiss terrified for her, because she had not been prepared for all the feelings one kiss would bring to her.
He opens his bag to take out his reading glasses and his book, he looks at her favorite magazine and snacks she always needs when she travels, that he had got for her. He had guessed she will forget to get them, after how hectic everything around her had been lately. He turns to look at her, as she is engrossed her phone, most likely answering her emails, so she doesn’t have to engage in a conversation with him. Liam allowed himself to take a minute to just watch her, he decided he likes yellow on her. He smiles as she raises her eyebrows focused on what she was reading.
No other woman had made Liam feel he is going to lose his mind, until he had met Fallon. She was different from everyone else he met her, he had to admit she amused him. He was fascinated by her sassy personality, admired her being the most savage, brilliant businesswomen he ever met. Many don’t notice that she could go to the ends of the world for the people she loves, and that might be what he loves the most about her. Fallon was a bold woman, he just wanted her to be bold when it comes to love. All he needed from her was to tell him she felt the same, together they could be bold in love, create a dynasty together.
His friends used to call him hopeless romantic, maybe it was the hopeless romantic in him, but he could not let go off hope that eventually she will find the strength to love him unconditionally in return. They were like magnets drawn to each other since the very beginning, and he understands that it terrifies her because he is terrified too. Like him, she had longed for love all her life, with that comes fear of heartbreak. Culhane is the safer choice, with their history and she had known him longer.
He turns back to look at his bag, he takes out his glasses and Harry Potter and The Half -Blood Prince. Liam wears his glasses, and open the books getting lost in the Wizarding World.
Some time later, he can feel her eyes looking at him. He pretends to still be engrossed in the book, because he knows if he looks at her back, she will look away.
“Just say it Fallon, that I look good in glasses” he thinks, but instead he sees her head shake the thought of him looking adorable out of her head. Liam smiles, it was both sweet and frustrating how much denial she was in.
“Dumbledore dies in the end” she spoils, he finally looks up at her beautiful blue eyes. He laughs, typically Fallon to spoil the ending for him. Had anyone else spoiled endings for her, he would find them annoying, but not with Fallon.
He tells her had read the books and seen the movies countless times; she teases him for being a nerd. He asks her which house she belongs, even if both know she is Slytherin. He walks up to her, taking a seat next to her bringing his laptop with him. He makes her take the test, while he watches her adoringly.
“The result is in, you are officially a Slytherin” he announced, looking at her. He can read her face; she is conflicted, and he is pretty sure in the moment she is thinking about how beautiful his eyes are. He doesn’t want her to put her walls up again, because just like him she is afraid of getting hurt. Instead of telling her to just admit her feelings, he tells her he is Ravenclaw and makes a joke about how close he was to be a Hufflepuff. He nudges her, and he can sense how she effected by such innocent touch of his. He watches her keenly as she drinks her glass of wine in one go. He asks her if she is okay, and she tells him she is thinking about Culhane. He can’t help it, but he rolls his eyes, because they both know Culhane was not in her mind, or her heart. He sarcastically tells her “Sure, you are”.
He gets up, placing the magazine and her favorite snacks down in front of her, before walking away to his seat. He wants her to know how much he cared for her, how even small details that makes her happy matter to him.
“You are effected by my touch; you are so terrified of what that means. You felt the spark when we kissed, when I nudged your shoulder. We both know you want this, just say the word Fallon.” He thinks as he looks at her, fighting off her feelings.
“You can’t deny this forever Fallon Carrington, I just hope its not to late when you accept your feelings”, he whispers more to himself than to her.