She's not afraid. (Liam fanfic)

Liam

I woke up with her in my arms. She was cuddled against my chest, her soft creme colored skin was warm against my body. Her hair smelled like strawberries, it was tangled from the sleep. I didn't want to move from fear of waking her up.

Zayn and Niall were both still asleep. They were in an awkward position. Niall's feet were in Zayn's face. Zayn's mouth, wide open and snoring.

Harry was awake, but he hadn't moved. Lou's head was resting on his lap, his mouth slightly open, and he was snoring a bit. I smiled at the sleeping boy. He looked so relaxed.

"GoodMorning, sleepy head," Harry's voice was raspy from his sleep.

"How long have you been up?" I wondered. Sometimes Harry doesn't even go to sleep. He has a problem.

"Uhm, maybe a couple of hours. But don't worry, I've got pictures of all of you sleeping. I really couldn't resist. It was too adorable." I chuckled, so thoughtful of him.

"Should we make breakfast for everyone?" I asked, feeling my own stomach growl. Allie shuffled around, I knew she was awake. She was completely still when she slept.

"Yes, you guys should. I'm feelin' pancakes." She mumbled as she moved her tangled hair out of her face. I leaned down and kissed her forehead

"Goodmorning beautiful." She rolled her eyes and sat up. I knew she didn't believe me. She hated when I complimented her.

Harry lifted Lou's head from his lap, gently. He then laid it down softly on the sofa. I smiled at the small smile on Harry's face at Lou's sleeping body. He kissed his cheek softly and tousled his hair.

"C'mon, help me make breakfast." He whispered as he stepped away from Lou's sleeping body. I stood up from my spot and followed him to the kitchen. Harry was probably the best cook so I'd probably just be standing there watching. But I'd keep him company anyway.

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"Foods ready, guys!" I yelled from the kitchen. Everyone had woken up by now so I knew I wouldn't be disturbing anyone. Niall was the first one in there, making me laugh. That boy loved food.

"Oh, man. This all looks delicious guys!" Zayn's voice was still raspy from his sleep. Harry was glowing with pride. He loved to cook. That's probably what he would be when he was older. And of course he would be successful because his food was always amazing.

We all sat down around the table, ate, and talked for a bit. It was a relaxing morning. Usually our mornings together are hectic because we're all pretty crazy.

"Thank you, guys. This is probably one of the best breakfasts that I've had in a while." Allie exclaimed while taking the last bite of her pancakes.

"Oh, don't thank me. I'm no cook. It's Harry that made it. He is extraordinary!" I complimented Harry. He was always very modest so I knew he wouldn't gloat. He just gave everyone one of his killer smiles. Lou patted him on the back making his smile grow bigger.

"Well, who wants to help me with dishes?" Allie asked. All of the boys scattered from the table. The look on Allie's face was priceless. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the sink

"C'mon, I'll help you." She gave me warm smile. We sat at the sink for a while, just doing the dishes. We were silent but I didn't mind. It was a nice silence. These are the moments I love. Where we don't say anything but we both know that we want each other there. By each other's sides. She's smiling to herself, her mind somewhere far off. I can only imagine what's she I thinking. Probably of something unimaginable, something crazy or random, something that no one could possibly understand. But she does, she feels with everything she has, but she won't admit it. She won't let herself get hurt again, she hides everything. I frown at the thought of her hurting. I want to be there to comfort her, she just won't let me. There's nothing I can do to change that either, she won't let me in. No matter how hard I try, she's so stubborn. She doesn't believe me when I say that I'll never leave her. She doesn't believe me when I say that I love her. She doesn't believe me when I say that's she is beautiful.

"Liam!" Allie waved her hand in front of my face, making me lose my train of thought. "We're done. You can stop waiting for me to hand you dishes." I shook my head, how long had I been standing there?

"Sorry, guess I was just lost in thought." I explained

"What were you thinking about," she asked. I knew that if I told her it would start a fight. But I wanted her to know how I felt about her. I wanted her to believe me. I wanted her to feel the same way.

"You"

"What?" She turned her head as if she were a dog, confused.

"You. I was thinking about you." I said again, softer this time. I didn't want her to start yelling again.

"Liam, stop. I already told you--"

"Yeah, I know what you told me. And I don't care anymore. You never listen to how I feel about the situation. Allie, I really care about you. I want to be there for you! But you won't let me." I interrupted her. I knew I had to be in control of the conversation or else she'd just storm out and yell at me later. I took a step towards her while she took a step back.

"Well, how do you feel about the situation then? Tell me, Liam. Am I not good enough for you anymore? Found someone better?" She threw her words like knives at me, wanting to cut deep. That's how she was when we argued, she wanted me to hurt just like she was.

"I want you to trust me enough to want to be in a real relationship. I don't want to just sleep around with you. You are good enough and that's why I want to call you mine, just mine. And no one else's. I love you, Allie." I said, my voice almost a whisper.

"Just stop with that word. Love is so dumb. Why can't you understand that? Why can't you just give up on your whole idea of us? I don't feel anything for you." She yelled.

"Oh, bull shit. You can't possibly think you feel nothing for me. If you felt nothing, this thing we're doing, wouldn't have lasted this long. Feelings are involved and it's too late to turn around now." I raised my voice.

"Is everything alright in here?" Niall poked his head in through the door.

"No!" We both yelled at the same time, he took his head back through the door. I knew the boys were listening but I couldn't care about that right now.

"Can you just stop this? We feel nothing for each other. One day this whole thing will end. You'll realize that I'm not everything you thought I was. You'll leave, Liam. Everyone does."

"Stop saying that. Stop saying I'll leave you! I won't, I won't ever leave."

"Yeah, I've heard that before." She mumbled but I still heard.

"I am not your dad." I yelled as I stormed out. I was done arguing with her. The boys were all sitting in the living room, when I walked in they gave me weird looks but I just walked past them. I had to get out. I was just done with fighting with her. If she wanted me to leave, well then fine. I'll leave. I grabbed my car keys and ran out. I knew I would regret what I said, but it didn't matter right now. She never listens. I just wanted her to believe me. If I couldn't tell her, then I would show her.

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Authors note: sorry it's a short chapter. Kind of just a filler. Hope you liked it! :p