The Little Things
~Chapter 12~
I hum to myself quietly, playing with my hair in yet another hotel room mirror. My phone vibrates and I answer it quickly, "Liam, hey." I smile just saying his name. "Hello Beautiful," I can hear the smile in his voice, too. It's been hard, being away for three weeks so far, and not seeing his face except in magazines. I try to keep myself busy, but it's not always easy. We chit chat for a bit, not really saying anything important. A knock on my door makes me cut the conversation short, "I'll call you later, bye Liam," I make a kissing sound into the phone and hang up, in a good mood after speaking to him. I walk over to the door and peer out the peephole. It's a kid around my age, but I don't know who he is. "Who is it?" I shout from behind the door. "I won't kill you," He laughs. I shrug, and open the door. "I'm Clark," He sticks his hand out. I take it, "Valarie," I nod, giving him the name all my fans and everyone except Liam knows me as. "I know," He smiles cheekily, showing off two adorable dimples. "Um, an I help you with anything?" I look away from his smile, feeling guilty for finding him attractive. "Well, I was wonderin if you;d fancy me showing you around tomorrow?" He smiles at me, his blue eyes shining. "Um, I'm not sure, actually," I mumble. Tomorrow is actually one of the two days I have off. I had planned on walking around town, getting to know the area as much as I could. But with him.. I don't know.
"C'mon, it'll be fun," He pokes me in the arm, and I shy away from his touch. He takes his hand away quickly, "Sorry," He mumbles. He smiles at me, "Hey, don't worry about it, you're busy, I understand," He shrugs before turning away. Before I can stop myself I grab his wrist, "I'd uhm, I'd love to," I say quietly. His face brightens, "I'll pick you up at ten," He smiles before walking away. I watch him walk away before closing the door and falling on my bed.
I quickly fall asleep. Without ever thinking to call Liam back like I promised.

I wake up the next morning and knock on Mom's door, the one that seperates the two rooms of your suite. "Yes?" She calls from the other side. I open the door and walk in, completely dressed and ready to go. "Well you look nice, what's the occasion?" She smiles lazily, still in bed. "Well, you know what Mr. Manson says, I have eyes on me at all times," I giggle, trying to not tell her the truth. "You're going out, then?" Mom says, drifting off to sleep. "Yeah," I nod. "By yourself?" She asks, eyes opening quickly. "Someone offered to show me around." I mumble. "A boy?" She whispers. I nod, "You're dating Liam. You know that and now so does the whole world, so remember that." She says before closing her eyes, officially dismissing me. I roll my eyes and leave the room, angry at her accusation. When I walk out of the room I walk right into Clark, the boy from last night. "Sorry," I mumble, he laughs. "Ready?" He asks, showing his dimples again. I nod, "Let's go."

After a couple of hours of simply walking around, Clark pointing out specific buildings, good places to eat, or fun places to hang out, we get tired and stop at a local coffee shop. "Now this place, isn't that good," He admits. "But it was the closest," He adds. I shrug, "Doesn't matter to me," He smiles before getting me a hot chocolate and a muffin. I pick at the muffin slowly. He just drinks his coffee slowly, sometimes looking out the window and sometimes at me. "You're beautiful, you know that?" He smiles. "Thank you," I whisper, not meeting his eyes. "You're welcome," He says quietly. I feel his gaze holding on my face. I look up quickly, "I have a boyfriend." I blurt out without thinking. To my surprise, his smile doesn't falter. He simply says "I know."

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Hey! So what do you guys think? Is Clark a little too friendly? Should Val think twice about what she's doing? Lemme know(: More tomorrow!