Liam had trouble sleeping as he tossed and turned in bed. It was only around three when he finally slipped into a light sleep. It was a short one, where he woke up at six in the morning. A yawn fell from his lips, and he rubbed at his tiresome eyes before he slipped out of the bed. He had gone to check on Clarissa first, and he saw that she was still fast to sleep.

With that, he went to the bathroom. A hot shower allowed him to think as he closed his eyes and let himself relax. When he exited, he only had a towel wrapped around his waist as he searched through his drawer for clean clothes. He only had a few since he was behind on his laundry, and he pulled on a simple t-shirt that seemed to hug his biceps and a pair of jeans.

When he exited, he found Clarissa looking through the fridge. She stood up when she heard his approaching footsteps and bit down on her bottom lip before she gave him a slight smile. “I was going to make breakfast, but there wasn’t anything in the fridge,” she muttered as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Liam remembered when Clarissa used to cook for the both of them, and she was never the best at cooking. She would often create a mess that they would both have to clean up, but it was an enjoyable time. He would always eat her meals since she always knew she tried her best. “We can go out,” he muttered as he ran his fingers through his hair.

She glanced down at her clothing for a moment before she slowly nodded, “Alright.”

He looked at her clothing before he ran a hand through his wet hair. “I have some of your clothes if you want to wear them,” he muttered lightly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

They always left each other’s clothing at their places, and he had packed up all of hers up. She slowly nodded, and he led the way to a closet in the hallway. He pulled down a box with Clarissa’s name on the box and held it out for her. “Your clothing and other items are in here,” he muttered lightly. “I’ll wait in the living room, and you can change in the bathroom.

He made his way past her and sat on the couch as he placed his feet onto the table. In that box, there were all kinds of things. There were picture albums and frames in there with their smiling faces on them. There gifts that she gave him like the coat or the purple teddy bear with Li-bear sewed into its stomach. They were things that simply reminded him of her.

She came back in a pair of skinny jeans with a white blouse that was accompanied with a blue cardigan. She also had a gray beanie on top of his head. “I’m ready,” she said as she gave him a slight smile. He didn’t smile back, and it soon fell from her lips as he stood up.

He led them down the road to the small café that was near his place. “Um,” she muttered as she came up next to him, “will you tell me the rest of the date?” She looked up at him, and he was speechless for a moment by her beautiful, shining blue eyes. Then, he slowly nodded as he opened the door for her and followed her inside.

“We went to the park after dinner,” he began as he took a seat at a table.

Liam took her hand and led her down the street towards the nearby park. “Where are we going, Liam?” she asked with a light giggle following her words, and his grin widened. She was just so adorable and cute, and he just wanted to make her his.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” he glanced back at her and flashed her small smile, which she returned. Soon, they were heading towards the field where most kids played football, and she held a curious look on her face as she glanced his way, and he smiled lightly.

“Mm,” he glanced around as he searched in the darkness for the picnic basket and blanket, “right here.” He grinned before he plopped down onto the plaid blanket with her sitting next to him. He took out two cups with a thermos in hand. “They’re still warm,” he grinned before he poured them each a cup. He plopped a few large marshmallows in his before he looked at her, “How many?”

She grinned widely before she held up three fingers, “Three please.” He grinned and popped three big marshmallows into his cup. He handed them to her, and she leaned over to kiss him lightly on the cheek as a thank you, where they blazed to a crimson color. She giggled at that before she pulled away and sipped lightly on her hot chocolate.

He slowly scooted closer to her, and she seemed to do the same to where his arm was around her. Her head was set on her shoulder, and they talked quietly about small things before their eyes darted to the sky. The fireworks began, and soon, the countdown did too. Both of their faces turned to look at each other, and they both leaned towards each other to where their lips touched.

It was like electricity.

Liam picked lightly at his muffin as Clarissa took a small bite of her double chocolate one. He could feel the tips of his mouth quirk up a bit before they fell. She had always had an obsession with chocolate, and she didn’t care what time of day it was. She would get the chocolate if she wanted it.

He could feel her eyes on him, and he glanced up to find tears in hers. She went to rub at them as she said, “I’m really sorry, Liam,” she sniffled lightly. “You must have had lots of feelings for me, and I feel horrible for what I did, and I’m just sorry.” The tears continued to fall, and he bit his lip lightly. He always hated seeing girls cry, and he stood and walked around the table to reach her. His arms envelope her, and he softly hummed a lullaby he knew she liked.

“No need to be sorry, Clarissa,” he whispered softly. “I was the one who broke up with you when I should have stayed.” He knew he should have gone back as soon as he exited those doors, but there was no way in going back and changing time. He was stuck with this mess, and he would have to handle it himself.