***Liam's POV***"Carly?" That's all I can say. I am shocked to see Carly kissing Dylan. I should be pissed, but I'm not showing it. Carly won't look at me, but Dylan is smirking at me. He's acting like he won a prize. Now I am getting angry. I step closer to them and without thinking I swing at Dylan and my fist hits his face.
"Dylan!" Carly yells. She looks at me and she is surprised I did that. I can't look at her while she bends down and examines his face. I am getting angrier by the second. How am I supposed to marry this girl if she doesn't even love me? I thought she did, but I guess I was wrong. I walk past them and into the apartment.***Carly's POV***
When Liam punched Dylan I kind of figured that was gonna happen, but I was shocked. I just look at Liam and I see anger written all over his face and Liam won't look at me. I bend down and kneel next to Dylan. I hear Liam walk into the apartment and I just know this isn't over. I look back at Dylan and he is holding his nose. I want to slap Dylan for pulling that little stunt.
"What the fuck Dylan!" I yell at him instead.
"What?" Dylan acts like nothing happened.
"Why did you kiss me?"
"Come on Carls. You're telling me you didn't feel anything?" Dylan drops his hand and touches mine. I pull my hand away.
"Dylan I'm engaged to Liam." I look away from him.
"Carls you didn't answer the question."
"I don't have to answer the damn question." I am getting angry. I get up and look down at Dylan. "You need to leave." I walk into the apartment and slam the door. Once I turn around I can hear yelling coming from Liam's room. Liam is doing all the yelling and I can tell he is talking on the phone, but who is he talking to? I walk to his door and I hold up my hand to knock, but the door swings open. I jump back when Liam is standing there still pissed.
"What do you want?" Liam spits at me. I actually flinch. I notice a suitcase by his side.
"Where are you going?" I am afraid to know the answer.
"I'm going to London." Liam pushes past me and walks to the family room. Is he going to London because he has to or just to get away from me? I can feel the tears starting, but I tell myself not to cry.
"Why are you going to London?" The words just slip out of my mouth.
"I have some business to take care of. I will be back sometime." Liam turns toward the door.
"If you're mad at me fine, but you don't have to leave."
Liam turns back to me and he is showing no emotion. "I just have to clear my head. Once I've cleared my head I will be back." Liam turns back towards the door and walks out. The door is slammed shut and that's when the tears start falling down my cheeks. How could I let this happen? Why didn't I push Dylan away when he kissed me? And why did I care if Dylan got hurt when Liam punched him? I should have been happy that he did. Suddenly my phone starts buzzing and I pull it out of my shorts pocket. I see that Dylan is calling. I push ignore and throw my phone on the couch. How dare he call me after everything he just did? He fucked up everything. I love Liam and I think it's going to take a lot for him to love me again.***Liam's POV***
When I am in my room I call my mum. I have to clear my head, but I can't do it here with her here. Why is it taking mum so long to pick up? Finally I hear her voice.
"I can't do this anymore." I try to be calm, but I can hear the anger in my own voice.
"Hun what's wrong?" I can hear concern in her voice.
"It's a long story, but mum I need to come home."
"Okay for how long?" Mum asks worried.
"However long it takes for me to get over this." I am already packing my suitcase. I hear mum sigh threw the phone.
"Okay I will get you a flight tomorrow."
"No! I need one now!" I am yelling now. I can't spend another day here.
"Okay..." I know mum wants to press on, but she knew not to. Once I am done packing and I hang up with mum I walk to my door. When I swing the door open I see Carly standing there. She jumps back.
"What do you want?" I spit at her. She flinches and that's when she notices my suitcase. I wish she wouldn't have seen it.
"Where are you going?" I can tell in her voice she is afraid to ask me.
"I'm going to London." I push past her and walk to the family room. I can feel her following me. Can't she leave me the fuck alone?
"Why are you going to London?" I can tell she is on the verge of crying, but I can't get soft feet and not go.
"I have some business to take care of. I will be back sometime." I turn towards the door.
"If you're mad at me fine, but you don't have to leave."
I turn back to face her and I see her eyes are all glassy, but I show no emotion. "I just have to clear my head. Once I've cleared my head I will be back." I turn back towards the door and just walk out. I know I left her crying, but this is what I have to do. Running away is what I do best, but I never thought I would be running away from the girl I love. How could I be so stupid? I thought this marriage was going to actually work, but I was wrong. In the very beginning Carly didn't want to leave her friends, but I think it was really she didn't want to leave Dylan. Just thinking of him is making me want to find where he lives and finish him off, but I know Carly wouldn't want me to do that. I would just be hurting her; like I'm doing now.***Abby's POV***
I am sitting on the couch with Lucas just watching TV. Lucas and I are both bored so we decide to watch TV, but there isn't really much on. All of a sudden the doorbell rings. I look at Lucas and give him the puppy dog eyes.
"Fine lazy." Lucas gets off the couch and I smile at him. I hear the door open. "What the hell happened to you?" I hear Lucas ask. I get off the couch and head into the hallway. I see Dylan standing at the door with Lucas. When I get closer I see Dylan's nose is all bloody.
"What the fuck happened to you Dylan?" The words just spill out of my mouth.
"Liam did this to him." Lucas says pointing to Dylan's face.
"Why would Liam punch you?" I think I already know the answer. Liam and Dylan both want the one thing that mean the most to them...Carly.
"I kind of...kissed Carly." Dylan lowers his head. He is ashamed. Lucas looks back at me with wide eyes. I knew Dylan was going to do something stupid.
"You douche bag! I told you to not do something stupid." I am yelling now. Dylan always knows how to ruin a good day.
"It's not my fault. Carly didn't push me away." Dylan smirks. He's acting like he won a prize. I walk up to them and I slap Dylan across the face. Lucas drops his mouth open in shock. "What the fuck was that for?"
"Carly isn't a prize you dumbass! Carly is in an arranged marriage to Liam. So if you like it or not she is marrying him coming fall. So get over it!" I am pissed by now. Lucas actually backs away so he won't get caught in the crossfire. "Did you ever think about her feelings?"
Dylan just looks at me. I take that as a no. "All that douche bag ever did was hurt her." Dylan is getting angry.
"Yes I know, but they work through their problems. Now you need to stay out of it." I can tell Dylan wants to protest, but I glare at him. "Now get the fuck out of here!" I am too pissed to look at his face any longer. I slam the door and stomp back to the family room with Lucas on my heels. Lucas grabs my hand and spins me around.
"Abs calm down."
"How can I? Dylan just hurt Carly." I look away from Lucas and pull my hand away from his grip.
"Things will get better." Lucas puts his hand under my chin to make me look at him. "Maybe we shouldn't have practice for a week or so. This will all blow over soon enough." Lucas gives me a warm smile.
"Yeah maybe your right." I smile back at Lucas. We sit back on the couch and Lucas puts his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close to him. Lucas kisses my head and we go back to watching the TV, but I can't stop thinking about what will happen if things don't get better? What if Dylan ruined his friendship with Carly? Was it all worth losing over a kiss?
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Do You Love Me (Liam Payne Arranged Marriage)
Любовные романыCarly just graduated from high school and she later finds out she has to have an arranged marriage to Liam Payne from One direction. She doesn't like it at all.