“I’ll carry you, you aren’t leaving my side.” He says before reaching for my arm to lift me. I snatch it away, “For fuck’s sake. Where could I possibly go? I’ll stay right here, I promise.” He clenches his jaw, “Layla…” “Liam…” He groans, running his hand through his hair, “Stay right here. Do not leave or so help me-” “Yeah, yeah, punishment games. I remember.” I say a little too loudly, making the people around us stare.
