lie to me, Liam.

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A soft ocean breeze blew gently over the sand as the waves rolled up, crashing down on the shore. The water roared softly as it slowly slinked back out into it'r rightful place, taking the footprints with it. Felonee laid, sprawled out on her hot pink towel, taking in the sun. It was warm out, probably around mid eighties to nineties. Her white bikini clung to her tanned skin, though she had untied the two strings that fell around her back. She had never been a huge fan of little tan lines like those small strings would leave on her. Her coach sunglasses sat low on the bridge of her nose as she laid on her stomach, arms stretched down by her sides, and face on her little beach pillow. Her skin glistened from the tanning oil she had lathered herself in.

After twenty or so Minutes she quickly reached behind her back, retying the string, and rolling over. Instantly she caught glimpse of man who was seeming to enjoy the sight of her more than anything else. Felonee quickly shot him a death glare, staring had always been something that irritated her. You could say Felonee was just full of quirks, and she was. She was terrified of the dark, spiders, and snakes. Well, it wasn't so much as the darkness that scared her, but what might be hiding in it. This had all come along since the rape, which made it understandable since it had happened in the dark. She knew that was one thing she would never forget for the rest of her life, and it was something that would always haunt her in her dreams. It was often that Felonee would wake up due to a night terror about it. She had her issues, just like everyone else. Maybe hers were a little more extensive, but they were never the less anything more than issues that could be understood, or misunderstood.

Felonee was an heiress. Her Father owning one of the largest, most reputable law firms in Los Angeles, and her mother being a leading plastic surgeon, you could see how she had gotten everything she had wanted. She was enjoying her life, of course, her life had always been enjoyable. She had grown up rich, very rich, and had always gotten everything her heart had desired. Felonee barely even had to ask, and it was granted to her. Maybe that was a bad thing, maybe she was the bitch she was, but either way; Felonee Legendre was who was she was, and she was never anything but herself at all points in time. Felonee was never fake, nor did she lie. If she did not like you, she would never waste time telling you about it, and why she didn't like you.

Course, Felonee hadn't always been a rotten bitch. At one point her money had made no difference to her, she was a sweet girl. A girl you could talk to, a girl you could consider your best friend, and a girl every one wanted to be. She had rarely been rude, she had gotten excellent grades through out school. But after being screwed over so many times it became hard to stay a nice person. Nice people got walked on, and Felonee was definitely sick of being walked on. Felonee didn't have to worry about that anymore. She was now the woman who did the walking on people. Not everything was glitz and glam, but for the most part it was; and she loved every second of it. suited her just fine.

Felonee lounged back on her elbows. She had hoped something interesting would come about, maybe a gorgeous man to have a romp with. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but she knew it was more than just her tanning, which she was quickly loosing interest in. Ah, when would something come along.

^{STARRING : FELONEE && LIAM
WORDS : 818
STATUS : FINISHED.
NOTES : coulda been better lol
LYRICS USED : USE SOMEBODY - KINGS OF LEON
LISTENING TO : nuthinn
BANNER CREDIT : TANA
TAGGED : TANA}

[LIAM ELLIOT MOORE]

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♔ YOU'RE JUST A FANTASY GIRL

IT'S AN IMPOSSIBLE WORLD ALL I WANT IS TO BE WITH YOU ALWAYS I GIVE YOU EVERYTHING, PAY SOME ATTENTION TO ME ALL I WANT IS YOU AND ME ALWAYS GIVE ME AFFECTION, I NEED YOUR PERFECTION CAUSE YOU FEEL SO GOOD YOU MAKE ME STUTTER

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It was the water; something about it just soothed him and calmed him down completely. Aside from booze, and sex, the ocean or just being in water period was the only thing that could calm a raging Liam Moore. Maybe it was the rocking motion the water made, or maybe it was just how quiet things got when he went under, but the ocean never failed to have a positive effect on him. Which is why the boy who was always hungover, who was cranky as shit in the morning, was always up at 6am almost every morning in order to catch a few waves and relax. It was a routine he had started a few years back, and so far he’s been able to keep at for the most part. Giving his life choices there were some times he couldn’t bare get up so early, and then there were some times where he was just in no condition to move let alone drag his ass up in order to get up and ride a wave. However, no one was perfect least of all him so in instead of stressing over missing a few days and not keeping up with his routine he instead chose to focus more on just doing it when he could, and considering that fact that this morning he had woken up alone and without a banging headache, he figured it was the right day to hit the beach and catch a few waves.

The adrenaline that pumped through his veins after each and every wave he rode was just amazing to him. He loved that feeling; the faster it felt like his heart was pumping the more he just wanted to tackle the shit out of somebody and kick the crap out of him. It was like a tangling sensation for him, it was a stirring in his gut that could only be quelled by taking out the baddest motherfucker near him or better yet just sticking it in the hottest female he could get his hands on. However, as pumped as surfing made him when he got off his board he didn’t feel like hitting someone. When on the field you could expect him to kick the shit out of you when pumped cause those feelings that was described? He feels all of that when on the field, but when in the water? It was different for him, he got pumped and yeah, he still wanted to jump around and shadow box but the need to smash a face in? That wasn’t there he wanted to do physical activities but nonviolent ones, ones that wouldn’t wind up with him being dragged into the back of a cop car, activities that were more for recreation than for spreading distress and pain. Liam could honestly say that surfing was good for him; it relaxed him enough for him to actually be a decent human being.

The feeling of the sand beneath his feet, the way the water rocking him back and forth, the way his body hit the water after a particularly nasty wave. He loved it, he lived for this, but after spending hours in the water there came a time when he really just needed to get the hell out. Plus, around this time he wasn’t even really surfing anymore. Concentrating on the clouds above and not on sinking, Liam continued to stay afloat just waiting for his heart to stop racing. He needed to get out, he knew that but he also knew that he needed these last few minutes to soak it all in before finally going back to his life out of the water. The life where he was gonna later find himself drunk off his ass and knocking the teeth out some unsuspecting, and innocent as hell sap. The meaningless and somewhat pathetic life that he was able to call his own, his poor rich boy problems were starting to get on his nerves. Watching as the cloud he has been eying slowly drifted out of his life of sight, Liam finally feeling the need to get the hell out the water after so long made a motion as if swinging at somebody before going completely under. Turning in a way so that his feet were actually positioned under him Liam lifted himself back up breaking surface. Shaking the water from his eyes he made a grab for the board floating near him and used it as a float to get back to shore.

Looking over the people lounging on the beach as he kicked his way back to land, Liam couldn’t help but lock his eyes on what he believed to be a female body. Reaching shallow land Liam not taking his eyes off the girl tucked his board under his arm before slowly walking toward his bag. Now that he was on shore he could tell for sure that he was eying a female, a gorgeous female. Yeah, he was relaxed and around this time he usually didn’t look to attempt one of his bad little vices but, she was gorgeous. There was no way in hell he was about to miss out on an opportunity to convince some chick to ride in the locker rooms. Changing his direction and forgetting about his bag in the process, Liam slowly made his way over to her location before taking a stand beside her. Twisting his board right side up he stuck it down next to him before dipping his foot into the sand and making a light kicking motion, spraying the sand forward with his foot. It was a bit of a dick move but it was an attention grabber too and that was more important to him than coming off as an ass. Using the hand that wasn’t keeping his board from dropping down onto her little body the blonde haired boy ran it through his short damp hair as he smirked down at her, mouthing the words ‘sup’ as he allowed his eyes to drop from her head and down her barely covered body.

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It probably wasn't a good thing that Fel was on a man hunt at the beach, considering she was in a relationship with Trevor, but he had decided to pretty much cheat on her, and maybe getting back at him would calm her nerves, and put her into a more faithful mood. She knew this was wrong for her to feel this way, and Trevor was a good guy; but Felonee was who Felonee was. She liked her men, and she liked her sex, and she did nothing better than sex and revenge. Trevor was great to her, and he gave her whatever she wanted, but she just couldn't get over the fact that he had gone out on a date with Melody, and possibly had done more than just go to a movie. Felonee knew how he had been with her, and she knew it was possible he had done the same with Mel. Disgusting.

felonee knew that he was the jealous type. she figured that this was one of the bigger reasons to his all or nothing thing. she knew that he wouldn't enjoy sharing her, or worrying that there was another guy moving in on his 'woman'. she knew he would not take kindly to that... well, she had seen just how kindly he would take to having to share her. she had seen jace's face shortly after the whole fight had taken place. she didn't want to put another man through that, but the truth was that she enjoyed being with trevor the most out of many men she had spent time with. he was just different. not an asshole. he wasn't a low life, either, which was always a bonus. she had been known to attract those kinds of guys. he wasn't one, and he had never once slept with her, and left mere minutes after the act. she liked this about him. none of this changed the fact that she just wasn't a relationship girl.

felonee just had never been the girl for relationships. well, she had been in a couple relationships that had lasted more than a few days, but it always ended in infidelity. she knew then that men were not capable of being faithful. she thought of a man as nothing but a quick, and easy lay. she used it as kind of a game. she enjoyed getting men to fall in love with her, leading them on, and then leaving them heart broken. maybe this was heartless, but so many had done the same thing to her. she was picky about the guys she did it to, though. she tended to choose the arrogant, cocky, womanizer type men that loved to use women. those were the kind of guys she targeted. so maybe she was a black widow in disguise, either way it was who she was, and it was what she did, and she enjoyed it.

felonee has devoted much of her time to men, it just seemed that they could not be faithful, nor were they capable of love. she had found that if she acted like a bitch, men just seemed to fall at her feet. this was her tactic. it never took long, a couple of romps in the sack and they seemed to be hooked on phonics. that was when she cut the chord. she loved getting the pleading texts messages, and the phone calls of nothing but grief. she had been in their spot so many times before, and now it was nice to have the upper hand. maybe it was wrong that she did this, and maybe it could be said she shouldn't be taking out her past on every man that walked in her path, but felonee didn't really give two shits about it. she had fun doing it, and she knew that if she didn't do it to them, it would only be a matter of time before they did it to her.

Felonee pushed those thoughts from her mind, and simply breathed in the salty ocean air that she loved. It wasn't long before she began to stare slightly off into space again, relaxing in the warm sun that was tanning her skin. Fel startled slightly as she felt the spray of the warm sand on her feet, and glanced up. Liam. She knew who he was, from seeing him at school, and from hearing Trevor talk about how much of an ass the kid was. Ass maybe, but definitely one hot piece of ass. She smirked as he mouthed the word to her. "A simple hey would have sufficed." her tone dripped of seduction. He was the perfect candidate to seek her revenge. Game. On.

^{STARRING : FELONEE && LIAM
WORDS : 818
STATUS : FINISHED.
NOTES : coulda been better lol
LYRICS USED : USE SOMEBODY - KINGS OF LEON
LISTENING TO : nuthinn
BANNER CREDIT : TANA
TAGGED : Cas/ Liam TANA}