Amber's pov:

"We should probably head back." I say, pushing him away from me by his chest.

"Do we have to?" Damien pouts, giving me his signature puppy dog eyes.

As if he didn't just pin me to a tree and-...

"I don't want the others to worry about us, we've been away for awhile now." I start to walk back in the direction that we came from, but he takes a hold of my hand and stops me.

"Just five more minutes."

I couldn't help but laugh as I turn back towards him to see his whiny expression. Ruffling his hair with my free hand, he watches me silently as I shake my head at him with amusement dancing in my eyes.

In my years of day dreaming on what it would be like to be in a relationship with Damien, I always assumed that I would be the lovesick puppy.

Turns out I was wrong.

"We can still talk once we get back with the others, you are acting like we won't see each other if we go back." He frowns at my words, clearly disagreeing on what I was try to say.

He's cute.

But what I was saying was true. We've been away for about an hour now, and I would feel bad if they started to worry. They told us not to be gone for too long, but needless to say we got a little... distracted.

And not to say any names... but it was definitely Damien's fault.

Him and his distracting kisses.

"We might not! They might pull you away, especially the girls. You guys and your girl talks-- jeez sometimes they just keep going on and on and on and on-..." Damien's words are cut short as I give a soft peck to his lips.

The small action causes Damien's cheeks to turn a bright shade of pink as he looks away in embarrassment, "W-What was that for?"

"To stop you from talking, silly."

He scrunches his nose, "Well it worked."

"Indeed it did." I giggle poking his forehead, to which he swats away.

After knowing Damien for quite some time now, I had to admit that his duality was quite something else. One minute he is all shy and soft, but the next he is flirty and confident. It amazes me how he can stutter and blush from a small kiss but yet confidently pin me to a tree.

The guy is crazy, but I think I might be crazier for him.

I've never wanted to be constantly around someone as much as I do with Damien, and although that usually happens to new couples, I didn't realize the extent of it.

And if I'm being completely honest...

It's quite scary.

Ever since my Mom's death, the only two people who I've kept close in my life were my dad and Liam. Safe to say they were my home, comfort and safety.

Having all these new people in my life, especially Damien, is something that I still have yet to get used to.

And to do that, I have to let them in.

...

I'm ready.

"Damien, can we talk about something real quick before we head back?" I ask.

He nods his head slowly, taking in my sudden change of mood.

"Of course, is everything okay?" He asks, taking both of my hands in his and using his thumbs to softy caress over the skin.

Another thing about Damien, he never fails to care.

Taking a deep breath, I gather my thoughts in my head before speaking, "I feel like I haven't been completely open with you yet, and I'm sorry it took such a long time."

Damien's head cutely leans to the side as he stares back at me, a squeeze from his hands reassures me to continue.

"You've been open to me about your struggles, problems within the team, your friends, and even your sister, but in return I haven't done the same. I rarely talk about my life to you and never even came close to mentioning," I pause, "m-my mother."

With a small look of understanding in his eyes, he brings a hand up and softly caresses the side of my face, "You shouldn't feel bad for something like that. You weren't ready then and even if you weren't ready now, you should never feel guilty for something you can't control."

"But I do feel guilty, it took so long..."

"So? I for one know especially what it's like to feel guilty about not sharing an important part of your life because I did the same exact thing to the people who I care about. I understand what it's like to want to hide something because it's simply easier to not talk about it at all. And because of that, I would never pressure you to tell me something that you aren't ready to talk about. I'll wait for you Amber, I'm willing to wait as long as it takes because I care about you."

He always knows the right things to say because in the next second, a few tears fall out of my eyes from his sweet words.

The fact that he was so patient and understanding towards me made my heart flip, and I found myself falling more hopelessly in love with him the more moments like these we share.

"Thank you, I don't know how I could ever express how much your words mean to me because they always somehow make me feel better. And about my mother, I really do want to tell you now. You've become someone very important to me, more than you could even imagine, and I want to tell you because I'm ready to open up about it."

He gives me a shy smile before nodding his head, "Okay, but don't be afraid to take your time, I won't rush you."

And just like that, I tell him how my mother lost her battle to cancer. I tell him how much of an amazing mother she was and how she shaped me to the person that I am today. I tell him how she was the reason why I collected Chapstick and why I became known as "The Chapstick Girl." I tell him that she was the reason why I started helping out at the children's hospital and why I became so attached to that place. I tell him how much my dad and I struggled to continue our daily lives and find happiness again. I tell him how much Liam has been there for me since I lost her, and all the ways he cheered me up. And lastly I tell him, "She would have loved you Damien, she would have loved you so much."

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"Before they see us, you might want to take this." Damien stops me from exiting the trail by holding out his jacket for me to take.

I look back and forth between him and the jacket, "It's okay, I'm not that cold."

Damien shakes his head at me before nibbling on his bottom lip, "That's not the reason."

I stare back at him with confusion, not understanding the point he was trying to make, "Then what is?"

He clears his throat before pulling out his phone, I only watch as he pulls up his camera app and faces the phone towards me so that I could see myself.

"What are you-..." I come to a stop as my eyes widen at my own reflection, more exactly, the dark HICKIES that aligned my collarbone.

"Damien!!" I screech, taking the jacket from his hold and swiftly covering myself with it as my cheeks burn from embarrassment.

"What?"

If I was in my kitchen, in this exact moment I would be grabbing a wooden spoon from the drawer to-...

"You knew this was here all along and you didn't even bother to say anything!"

"Hey I said something now, didn't I?"

But his confidence in his words slowly deteriorates as my gaze burns into his.

So the whole time I was telling Damien about my mother and how she would of loved how sweet, caring, and innocent he is, I had dark purple HICKIES just scattered across my neck.

...

That explains why he smirked at the word innocent, that little-...

"You drive me insane." I mutter under my breath as he laughs before pulling me into a tight hug.

"If it makes you feel better, you look cute in my jacket."

"But what if I get hot?"

"Shouldn't be a problem since you are already hot anyways."

"I-... just shush." I hide my face into his shoulder as my heart speeds up a beat or two.

We hug for another minute until we pull away to head back to the others who were right where we left them on the sidewalk, the only difference being Ashton, Liam, and Luke were tossing a football and the girls were now in a circle chatting.

"And the love birds are back!" Liam says, causing everyone else in the friend group to look up at us with knowing glances.

"Finally, I almost sent the boys after you, I was getting worried." Julie laughs, before pulling me into a hug once I reach her.

Damien joins the rest of the boys to play football whereas I take a seat between Julie and Gianna with the girls, "Sorry, we got caught up talking and didn't look at the time."

Ella waves her hand in dismiss, "Girl you are all good, we've been there." She says, sharing a knowing look with Julie and Gianna.

"Can't relate." Ally snickers, earning a nudge in the arm by Gianna.

"Consider yourself lucky, boyfriends are nice and all but they can be annoying as f-..."

"We can hear you, you know." Luke says, as both him and Ashton squint their eyes at their girlfriends.

"Wait but-... she was the one who said it, not me!" Ella whines, pointing at Gianna with an accusing finger.

"Mhhhm, then tell them how much of an amazing person your boyfriend is to be around."

There was a moment of silence as Ella shrugs her shoulders, "What? I never said I disagreed with her-..."

"ELLA!"

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Taking a seat in the front passenger seat, I couldn't help but feel a burning gaze from beside me, and looking over, I see Liam staring at me with his arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"What's up with you?" I ask, tugging the seatbelt and pulling it over my chest to buckle myself in.

"Oh nothing..." Liam says, still looking at me as if I just committed a crime.

In his mind, maybe I did.

"Aren't you going to drive? You were so consistent on taking me home." I say, pointing towards his keys that were sitting in the cup holder, not even in the ignition.

When we all mutually decided to head home, Liam argued that he had to take me home because he left something at my house that was important. Which for one, I don't recall him leaving anything at my house, but I didn't argue because I was probably going to crash on the way back anyways from exhaustion.

But I did find it cute how Damien tried to argue with Liam to take me home, it was cute to see him all pouty and flustered while trying to win over a determined Liam.

Little does he know that no one can win over a determined Liam.

No one.

"That's a nice jacket you got there." Liam points out, looking at my jacket up and down slowly.

"Yeah it's Damien's." I find myself snuggling up in his jacket, liking the way it was big, cozy, and smelled just like him.

Don't judge me, I'm hopelessly in love.

"I see, I'm just surprised because you're normally not one to get cold."

"Well I found it to be quite chilly."

"Is that why you were secretly fanning yourself when no one was looking?"

Stalker.

"Haha, well you see-..." my words get caught in my throat as Liam's hands suddenly grab the collar of the jacket before pulling it down enough for the hickies to come into view.

"I KNEW IT!!!" He shouts, examining the hickies on my neck as if we were at a museum and I was the art piece.

"I-... Liam! STOP!!" I say, my cheeks red from embarrassment as I try to pull up the collar of the jacket in attempt to hide the hickies from his view, but it was already too late, I knew that the image was basically printed in his head for good.

"Damn, I didn't know Damien was the freaky type-..."

"He's not! LIAM!!" I cover my face with my hands as if I would disappear from the situation that I put myself in, but it was no use, I was still here and I'm never going to hear the end of it.

I'm really regretting letting him take me home.

Curse you Liam...

And curse you Damien for putting me in this situation in the first place.

"But on a serious note, how was your first public make out session?"

I move my hands from my face to send him a glare, "We were on a trail, no one saw us."

He shakes his head at me, "You mean to say you were on a popular trail on one of the nicest days of the year in the evening when it's best to take a walk? Sweetie there WERE people, someone definitely saw, you were probably just distracted."

Realization hits as I feel the color in my face drain, could this get any worse?

Hearing a noise, I look down to see Liam reaching over to open the compartment in front of me, pulling out a very familiar looking journal.

I spoke too soon.