Hey guys :)

So first of all, my name is Annika and I am some girl from Germany. My english skills aren't perfect, so I will need all of your help to get better! Especially because I never wrote anything in english until now ^^'

I will be glad for any feedback I can get 3

About this short story, it's just something that came into my mind while watching the bed scene in 2x03.

Enjoy :)

Pillows were not made to be put between two People (Falliam)

Fallon:

Somehow your heart never does what your mind wants it to.

At least that's what Fallon thought the moment she put down the pillow between her and Liam once more. She was engaged for god's sake. She shouldn't be this affected by this brown haired man next to her. Still…even she couldn't deny the tension between them, when he opened up to her and starred into her eyes. A fact, Fallon truly hated and tried to ignore as much as she could. It just wasn't helping to hear his breath through the pillow near her head. What a great fiancée she was. Somehow she ended up in the bed of another man. And to make it even more ironic, someone to who she had been kind of married to.

Damn close your eyes and fall asleep.

Fallon took a deep breath and tried her best not to think about their talk some minutes ago. She loved Culhane deeply, she finally accepted her feelings for him but…Whenever she was alone with Liam, she felt truly understood. They had so much in common and at the same time they were completely different. Compared to her Liam was a freaking angel. He helped her without really getting anything in return. Even though he was taking the money in the beginning, it was never about it. Now that she thought about it, why exactly did he help her in the first place? At some point she assumed it was about the book he wrote, but that idea long past her mind. So…why did he marry her? And that was it, one small thought and Fallon knew she wouldn't fall asleep any time soon.

„Liam?" She asked as quietly as she could. Mostly because she hoped he was already sleeping. It would make things way easier. „Hm? " Okay yeah, he was awake. His deep voice came from behind the pillow and she couldn't help than to put this part of the wall away…again. It was way to irritating to not see his face while trying to ask him something. At least this was the reason she gave herself as an explanation for her acting. That she wanted to look into his blue eyes once more was definitive not the case!

„I need to know. Why did you agree to marry me, back then in the street? If it wasn't for money or your book, why did you?" She tried to sound confident but curiosity was shown all over her face. Not thinking too much about the way she must look, she noticed how surprised he seemed about her question. But it only took him some seconds to give her a serious answer.

„Well…you seemed quite desperate to be honest. " That was it? That was the reason he got married to a ‚stranger ' he only knew the name of. She looked at him utterly staggered. One part of her expected more as an explanation, the other one didn't want to admit that SHE might have been looking THAT desperate. She was Fallon Carrington, she needed no one! But then again, she DID need him and after Michael denied her proposal, Liam became her knight in shining armor. Okay, not shining armor more blazer and jeans and some useless tissue, but that wasn't the point here.

„Really? No argument that you weren't desperate just thinking about a new solution? " He questioned her thinking pause because she wasn't answering him as fast as he was used from her. Some fine detail that made Fallon smile immediately. He always seemed to know the right thing to say.

„Yes of course and I found it, the solution I mean. "

„Did you? I didn't notice. "

Liam's smile could have lightened up the whole room. Fallon wasn't able to ignore how sweet he looked like this. He truly was a good person and good looking too – but so was Michael, her fiancé! She took another deep breath and tried her best to turn away from him. It just wasn't as easy as she would have liked it to be. Mainly because she knew his eyes were still laying on her. She assumed that he was probably asking himself what her deal was. As sad as it was even she didn't know. Somehow Liam snuck up on her and had a weird hold over her heart which was supposed to be Michaels. And while she was still trying to find something negative about Liam she ended up being more drown to him. He always helped her and never asked anything of her in return. Thinking of it, did she ever tell him how grateful she was for it? As far as she remembered she told him that she appreciated everything he was doing but right now it didn't feel…enough.

"Thank you…" Fallon muttered these words completely out of context, still turned away from him. She should have given him something in return for his help. But between dealing with their fake marriage, almost being smoked to death, having a dead step mom, and selling her family business because she couldn't save it, she must have forgotten about this. Or maybe she just tried so stay away from him because of Culhane.

"What was that?" The questioning reply from him sounded very convincing but Fallon knew that he had heard her. He probably wanted to hear it one more time while looking straight into her eyes because he knew how rarely she said those words. Usually she would ignore him now and pretend to sleep, but for some reason she turned to face him, only to realize that it was now him that was turning his back on her.

"Seriously?" A bit hurt from this she let out an offended snort and pressed her lips against each other. Fine, he won't hear a thank you from her again, ever. Fallon reached for the pushed away pillow, originally to lay it back to where it was before. But while grapping the pillow she got a way better idea, one that probably was too childish even for her, but for once she didn't care.

Liam:

He had literally no idea what Fallon was planning this time. What was she thanking him for? There were a lot of things that came to his mind but why now? Like this? Liam already decided that he would never fully understand her but he thought that he at least saw the spark in her eyes when she looked at him. He wasn't just imagining this for sure. But now with her taxi driver/ weird relationship guy and his proposal even Liam didn't know what to do. Somehow he still couldn't help than to feel the need to help her. So this 'thank you' from her might not have been the last he deserved. But…he hadn't expected her to thank him with a pillow in his face.

Surprised by the attack he startled back and then pushed himself up to give her a confused look. Did she just throw a pillow at him because he gave her the cold shoulder for once? Well maybe he should be happy that it only had been a comfy object. After seeing her shooting things back in the Carrington mansion, he should know better than to make her angry.

"Oups, that might had slipped my hands." These words were all he got as a reaction from the brown haired woman next to him. Some might say she was some sassy crazy bitch but for him she was all he ever wanted. "Of course it did."

He let out an overdramatic sight before reaching for the next best pillow, which was coincidentally the one separating them and hitting her back with it. For a second everything was quiet than a laugh escaped Fallons lungs. She held onto the pillow he was using and pulled it back. To his surprise she was way stronger than he expected so he lost his balance and fell almost on top of her – not that he minded but she might did (at least Michael should). That's why he instantly considered to back away but to actually smell her perfume and the heat of her body made him think otherwise. He also couldn't ignore the fact that her beautiful red lips were now in perfect reach for him.

Their eyes connected and it was another confirmation about Fallons emotions for him. She liked him. He saw it in her eyes. The spark he remembered in her eyes was back and if this wasn't a dream then she was staring at his lips. He slightly opened his mouth to whisper something to her, but then he decided otherwise. Even though he could feel her body radiate next to his, he knew that she wasn't ready to admit it yet. So...as strongly as he felt the tension between them rise and as much as he wanted to lean forward and put his lips on hers, he didn't. Instead he let out a soft cough and pushed himself up.

"Maybe I should take the coach nevertheless. Don't want to die because of some pillows, safety first." He declared with a soft smile and tried to crawl down from the bed. He didn't get that far. Fallon grabbed his hand and gave him such an intense look that he stopped in his movement.

"Don't be foolish, we can handle some pillows." Of course she didn't say 'Please Stay' or something similar. But her objection was good enough for him. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know anyways. She wanted to be near him as well. Maybe she wasn't in love with him but he wasn't out of the picture. That much he knew. So he lied back on his side of the bed but with the wall between them gone, the air felt a lot tenser. And it didn't help at all that he could see Fallon now directly lying next to him. This ended up being a more interesting night than he originally thought. Maybe for once he should thank his mom for being over dramatic.

"Good night Liam." Fallons words reached him and with a last look to her he wished her a good night too before closing his eyes and attending to sleep this time for real. While drifting off Liam already knew that he would have to listen to the story about him destroying the holy wall separating them at some point in the future. He couldn't wait for it.