The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Chapter 78

I slept for an hour and a half before the alarm clock went off. I got up and Liam turned over in his sleep.
I rolled my eyes and turned on the light getting dressed. I went down to the kitchen and ate breakfast and when I came back Liam was up and getting dressed

"What are you doing up?" I asked quietly

"I'm going with you"

"Why?"

"Because you need me"

"I needed you last night too"

"Lyla..."

"I don't need you or anyone else; I can-"

"Handle yourself?" He asked

"Yes!"

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

"You heard me crying and did nothing about it!"

"No I-"

"Yes, you did, I knew you were awake!"

"Are y'psychic now too?"

"No, you fucking snore Liam, so when you're quiet I know you're fucking ignoring me and pretending to sleep"

"I wasn't pretending t'sleep, I told y'to go t'sleep"

"AND THAT'S NOT WHAT I NEEDED, LIAM, I NEEDED-"

"WHY NOT GO TO NOEL THEN?" He yelled "Y'ALWAYS DO ANYWAY!"

"I DON'T ALWAYS GO TO NOEL!"

"Yeah, y'do" he said dropping his voice. "I got up at midnight last night and y'were gone!"

"I had to talk to-" I paused "...Noel" I finished.

Liam scoffed and folded his arms looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

I just rolled my eyes and sighed "He deserves to know"

"He does?" He asked, eyebrow still raised

“He's family."

"And y'had to leave 'ere at midnight t'go tell 'im; y'couldn't tell 'im after we got back this afternoon? We could 'ave told 'im, t’gether"

I looked at the clock on the nightstand over Liam's shoulder and wiped the tears off my cheeks.

"I have to go; I'm going to be late"

"I'm taking you"

"I don't want you to take me"

"How are y'gonna get there?"

"I'll take the bus"

I walked out of the bedroom and pulled on my coat; Liam followed right behind me.

"Buses ain't runnin' til six"

"Then I'll take a cab" I sighed glaring as I zipped my jacket closed.

"Just let me take you"

"No"

"Too bad, I'm taking you and I'm going to-"

I turned around towards the door and he grabbed my arm and turned me around to face him; both his hands on either one of my arms and we looked at each other.

"I'm going to hold your hand the entire time; whether you like it or not"

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him.

**

We sat in the living room after we'd gotten home and I felt sick all day, the doctor said it would be normal. I also wouldn't be able to do a lot of other things, not that I was really in the mood to do those things.
Liam was still leaving and I really didn't mind anymore, I kind of wanted to be alone now. I felt sick and I was tired and I couldn't fly anywhere for a few days, so even if I wanted to go, I couldn't until they were in London or after; and they didn't have any shows after London until a few days later in Liverpool.