A Forgotten Memory (Liam Payne Fan Fiction) Under Editing

Chapter 1

{Haley's POV}

"I will call you everyday, okay?" Liam told me as he pulled me into a death grip hug, harder than usual but I don't mind. I chuckled through my tears and hugged him back just as roughly, trying to push passed the sadness that roamed my body. "You better." He placed a friendly kiss on the top of my head, chuckling lightly at how my two words were half-serious half-jokingly.

Liam and I have been best friends since the first time he tried out for the X-Factor. We met on the line and instantly clicked, it was just some sort of connection. I didn't make it past boot camp, but I still watched and cheered Liam on until he was eliminated while at the judges house. I've helped him with his singing; through all the times he was angry or upset; through the girlfriends; and especially through the good times.

But every time he got a girlfriend it killed me, because I've secretly loved Liam since the first time we met. I never believed in loving your best friend, but it truly does happen. Even though it hurt to know Liam didn't love me back I continued to be his friend. If I can't have him as a boyfriend I'm happy to have him as a friend.

Today he's leaving to spend some time at a new friend's house from The X-Factor. I think his name is Harry. He was just put into a boy band and will be bonding with the other boys also. There's three others besides Harry and Liam. But after the week he spends with them he is going back to the X-Factor and I don't know how long it will be till I see him.

"Don't forget me, okay Leeyum?" He chuckled as I said his nickname that he doesn't absolutely love, but doesn't mind me using it. I've called him that ever since we became friends. "I won't." He said truthfully as he looked deeply into my eyes. No matter what I think I'll always love those eyes.  "Promise?" I bit my lip waiting for his answer, the anxiety killing each and every inch of my heart. "I promise."

Whenever I look at the book I wrote, I think of Liam and the day he left. I haven't talked to him face to face since then. After that day I went to Uni for a degree in teaching but dropped out because what I wanted to do with my life, I didn't really need to go to school for it. I wanted to become a writer, not for a newspaper or magazine, but to write my own stories. Once I published my new book at the age of seventeen I moved from Wolverhampton to London, to try and start a new life. A life where I wouldn't have everything reminding me of Liam.

I'm nineteen now, and I have written a top selling book. It's a romantic comedy about a girl named Molly whose best friend Ryder,  that she loved,  left to travel the world. He loved her too but neither of them knew the others feelings. He promised her that one day he would come back to her. That while he was gone he would call her everyday, but he never did. Until one day, years later, they run into each other and sparks fly, but he is engaged to a women he met in Europe. Each of them still have those secret feelings resulting in them finally showing what has been hidden for years.

So maybe the book is about Liam, but the ending is very different because I haven't seen Liam since then. We stopped contacting each other after that week he spent with the boys. You could say those boys separated us, but I don't think so. I think we drifted apart because I was one of those things that didn't fit into his famous life. I just wasn't important enough, I never will be.

I've tried not to see pictures of him or listen to his music but it was so hard because he was everywhere. Apparently his band is the biggest boy band in the world. I know that their name starts with one. Maybe it's One Dimension or One Election, I can't really remember. I don't remember his band mates names either because I'm trying not to. I don't want to remember anything that involves Liam. Every time I hear one of their songs I try to sit through it, but then his part will come and I break.