Chapter 36: Kendall Crashes the Picture
"He's not Malfoy, you know?!" The voice in Ava's head kept tormenting her with scorching words.
"Oh, fuck you! I kkiw. I wasn't that bad." Ava replied loudly as she flung her keys on the chair next to her as soon as she entered her apartment.
Maybe she was being proud, maybe she acted a little too much, but she'd been hurt and treated like shit before, and she wasn't looking to pick up that baton called trauma again.
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"Are you really doing this?" The voice in Liam's head said to him while he smirked and smiled like an offspring of the devil about to get laid.
"Oh, come on! Don't play that card on me right now." Liam replied heavily with a slight smile while he reached his hand into his bag in search of his cologne.
"Shhhh… Shh...Shh.." Liam's cologne spray whooshed as his thumb pressed upon it.
He hadn't really thought about Kendall much until now, but now that he did, there was a circus breaking out in his stomach as he pondered the many ways he could make both their days better.
"Shouldn't you be happy, young rebel?" Liam said out loud as he caressed his tongue that wriggled within his mouth.
"What would Ava think?" The voice in his head whispered into his head once more.
"Uhmmm...I don't know. It's not like she's talking to me right now. Besides, you're reading much into this, it's just two adults meeting up at a club to make their sad days a little better." Liam replied with enough logic to bypass the guilt his mind intended.
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"So, should I text him?" Ava asked the voice in her head as she looked at her phone which was a little away from her fingers as she lay in bed.
"No, you shouldn't, sis. He should!" A third voice inside Ava's head replied loud enough for Ava to actually feel convinced.
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Liam had been anticipating the clock to tick faster while he freshened up and dressed smartly. Maybe he really was into sad dates with Jenner-y models, or maybe Kendall was the exception.
His ride was already downstairs, so he left the office where he was at and headed to the car.
"Liam?" The driver asked as Liam opened the door.
"Yes, sir." Liam replied with a Jamie Foxx humourous impression as he sat down.
While the car was en route, Liam opened his phone and glanced patiently at it as if he was expecting a text. He opened the message icon to double-check that he hadn't missed a text from Ava.
Despite the many butterflies in his tummy while he thought about Kendall, he wanted to reach out to Ava deep down, but he wondered what kind of person that'd make him. He'd already made her angry, and he didn't know how to unfuck that up.
"We're here, sir." The driver said as he pulled over by the entrance of the club where a lot of flashy cars and million-dollar gorgeous dresses were paraded.
This was wild! Liam got down, hacked his throat slightly and headed for the club through the red carpet which was laid.
This was paparazzi. The cameras were everywhere, with New York's finest models posing and saying cheese while he smiled gently as he walked away from the cameras.
As his face was enjoying the view of these star-studded event, he was distracted, not until he bumped into someone whose body's scent felt familiar.
"There she is…" that was the loudest chant that overpowering every other voice and camera shutters as photographers from all edges began to come towards her while he looked helplessly at the uncomfortable person in front of him.
"Follow me now." Kendall said to Liam who saw an expression of fear, anger and mild disgust on her face towards the paparazzi.
With Liam's hand in hers, they hurried down through the stairs and as their feet arrived at the tarred entrance, an SUV pulled over next to them.
Liam needed no convincing. He was taking charge. He immediately opened up the door for her to get inside before he entered right after her while the media and press men kept firing their cameras towards them.
Kendall sat in silence, and Liam understood that she needed that form of catharsis, at least, until she was ready to speak.
"Fuck fame! Fuck the press, fuck the media, and fuck my life!" Kendall said with a teary yell before her sniffle turned into heavy wailing.
This wasn't theatre, she was broken, and Liam's heart yearned to comfort her.
Kendall cried like a 2 year old baby, but Liam didn't mind. He placed his left hand over her shoulder and brought her closer to him, so she leaned on his shoulder while she cried.
"It's okay. Let it all out." Liam said with warmth as he pampered and massaged her shoulder while she shook and wept.
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