Liam had been living with his Papa's secret affair for the past seventy-two hours. For the first forty-eight, he debated calling his father.
In fact, he dialed and redialed the man's number countless times.
He stands in his bedroom, eyes peering out the window towards the driveway practically begging to see his father's SUV pull in. Hell, at this point Liam was desperate enough to see Anne's car pull into place.
It was another person Liam considered calling.
Anne never liked Louis, she always made that quite clear, and though Liam truly didn't know how he felt at the moment - he knew he didn't hate Louis.
It shouldn't have felt so foreign, but not seeing Louis for the past three days had really thrown Liam off balance. He'd felt shitty before the scandal, and now he just felt empty.
Swallowing the burning lump in his throat, Liam inhales deeply seeing his phone buzz alerting him of Zayn's text, "Still on for tonight?"
Liam's mood plummeted further at the gut-twisting pain in his stomach. He hadn't even found the time in his sulking to tell Zayn of not only his slightly re-kindled relationship with Niall but that Louis cheated.
It strikes Liam in question as he wonders if he even would tell Zayn. Sure, he told his boyfriend literally everything that happened in his life; but was this Liam's news to tell?
Groaning softly, Liam whimpers tossing his phone aside with no reply to the man's text. He truly didn't know if the dinner was still on.
Seeing noon roll around on his phone screen, Liam frowns as another text from Zayn pops up, "Baby just let me know the plan."
Clicking it off, he slides it in his pocket exiting from the room heading downstairs. Rose greets him as she enters the kitchen, "Haven't seen you in a while-"
"Yeah," he mutters in reply his eyes snapping to the stairway where Louis stands humbly, his arms are crossed with a soft expression written on his features, fear in his eyes.
"C-come with me?" He phrases it like a question, and though Liam had been dodging those today, he nods agreeing to follow his Papa.
"I don't know what I would've done if you had died."
The pair sit in the Den enraptured in silence.
Louis is stuffed in an oversized sweatshirt Liam hadn't seen before, his hair a mess and he has tears stains evident on his cheeks.
It's sudden when Louis speaks aloud into the room, Liam's first response is guilt to the words: "I'm sorry Papa," The man sniffles grabbing Liam's arm that was littered with scars, "you have every right to hate me."
"But I don't."
"You should," Breaking away from the man entirely, Liam has tears pooling in his own eyes at the croaking words, "W-why? Wh-what did you do?" Liam's breath hitches at his own question, tears stringing his words together,
He stares into the broken ocean eyes that mirror pitifully back at him, Louis sobs again bringing his phone to Liam's view, "I-I, I-I'm sorry,"
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A page littered with articles and an outpour of emails continue to flash across Louis' screen, Liam gasps horrified as he reads the words countless times taking the phone into his own hands, "N-no," Louis lifts his head meeting his youngest sons eyes once more, "G-guess he-he got tired of-of waiting."
The man stands from the sofa tears drying on his cheeks with no evidence of more coming, an emotionless sneer embedding his features as he clutches the bottom of the sweatshirt, "I-I was never good enough for him,"
"F-for who?"
Louis's body stills itself entirely. Liam stands from the sofa gaining ground in his argument, Louis licks his lips nodding to himself, he clutches the sweatshirt once more as if it's attacking him, "You want to hate me so bad." At the accusation, Liam flinches, he wasn't expecting such vile words to be flung at him with anger dripping in the tone, "I have plenty of reasons to choose from,"
The papa chuckles grimly at the words wiping his eyes with a small sniffle, he shrugs almost in agreement, "Sure," Bringing folded papers from his back pocket, Louis presents them towards Liam with a testing sneer, "Hate me then."
DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE
Taking the papers in his hands Liam shakily exhaled flipping to the last page seeing Harry's signature.
Liam snaps his look to Louis that's backing away from him exiting the room with nothing more to say on the matter.
Pitching his phone onto the floor, Liam screams into his pillow at the fifteen missed calls to his father. He'd left six voicemails before they started saying the mailbox was full.
He hadn't heard from Louis since the fight, it neared evening when Rose enters the dining room where Liam strolled through in search of his Papa, "I just brought him soup," Rose informs softly, Liam gestures to the room, "H-Have you-"
"Sweetheart,"
Liam shakes his head chewing his bottom lip as he musters a watery, "No,"
"He-he can't just leave,"
Rose sighs crossing her arms over her chest with a concerned frown, "I don't think he did." Liam's taken aback by the words, "W-what do you mean?"
"Honey this has been coming for a long time-"
"Get out." Rose's eyes widen at Liam's words, he'd never even given the woman so much as a hateful look, "You're fired."
"You can't fire me-"
"I'm sure Louis will have no problem with it, he's always hated you."
Rose nods setting the rag she'd had in her hands on the table, she brings the key to the house from her pocket, "Who would've thought you'd end up like him?"
Liam sneers at the words opening his hand for the key, "Get out." Repeating the words harsher now, he glares as the woman exits the house.
Standing with anger radiating off him, he feels himself get lightheaded when the doorbell rings. Liam wants to cry knowing the household was in no mental state to take on a visitor. Prying open the door he gasps seeing Zayn standing with flowers in his hand a concerned look etching on his features as Liam hazily sways on his feet the dizziness increasing, his vision blurring himself.
It's sudden that Liam's eyes darken, he stumbles falling backward before completely passing out.
"Liam? Liam!"
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Good Enough
Fanfiction"It'll never be enough," "Of course you're enough-" "To Zayn, b-but, but I'll never be Good Enough for you."
