Warning: This chapter contains a detailed description of a traumatic situation such as sexual assault/rape. It may be triggering so, be aware and maybe don't read it. Also, I don't condone these kinds of situations whatsoever, nor do I romanticize them but this was a traumatic experience that happened to Willow and given the last chapter I thought it was the right time for my readers to learn about everything that happened that night.

Willow's POV

Age:16.

I eagerly knock on his door and wait a few moments. I am a little bit early but he already knows that I usually arrive early. I can never get enough time with him, especially now that we've started dating.

I only told Jake because my parents would go crazy if they knew that I am already dating after just turning sixteen. We've been dating for a while now and I just turned sixteen last month.

Liam did this wonderful and romantic dinner just for me and we finally did it. One would think that it's too soon but it's Liam. He has been my best friend since I was five years old, my soulmate and I wouldn't have it any other way.

It was perfect. Well as perfect as any first time can be.

We've been inseparable ever since. It's not that we are sex crazes because our connection goes so much deeper than that but it's been quite difficult to keep our hands to ourselves. Even though we always use condoms, we've been at it pretty often.