I walked towards him, nervous and almost in shock. I squeezed both of my hands very tight and gave a few other tears.
Once I was standing face to face with him, he took some steps back.
I wiped my tears and gave a serious look back at him.
"Speak up" I said grabbing him by the arm, his left arm to be precise. He then quickly tried to pull me off and run.
"You are not going away" I reached for his glasses, but why bother? I knew he was going to grab my arm, I like the intensity. It brings a spark to the situation. Mainly to me.
"Who are you? Don't be stupid and tell me."
"Are you Liam?"
He looked away and slightly opened his mouth, but both lips refuse to move, refused to answer, refuse to say the truth. I'm getting impatient and the spark is building up against me. I want to slap him, but I also want to kiss him. He might be Liam, still... I'm not sure. He really needs to speak up.
He looked at me again and bit his lip. He's unsure.
"Please" I begin to be more calm about this. Though pressure will not work on him. I let him go and so does he.
"You don't need to speak up. Maybe I misunderstood the situation." But that was my song, and only the two of us knew about it.
"The song, was a gift from my ex boyfriend." I said in a low voice. He grabs my hand and stays silent.
"He died." I say quietly.
"I caught him cheating on me before the incident happened.." His fingers stroke into my pale skin, he then let go.
"Great impact huh? That's what we humans usually deal with" I laugh a little, sarcastically obviously.
"It's okay, I've done worse to myself. it doesn't really hurt much." I then grab his hands.
"Steve, I'm so sorry I've been harsh with you. But you really don't help at all." He nods and laughs knowing that Steve is not his name.
"You don't speak and you do weird stuff that get me to react a certain way" I continue.
The door bell rang and he got up to answer the door. Some laughs were heard when the door opened.
"What's going on over there?" I pressed myself on the wall just a little to hear the murmurs.
"Nice job so far. Keep it up like this and you'll be off the due." The voice said.
Off the due? What are they talking about?
"Steve what's happening?" I ask him, exposing myself at the man who just came.
My eyes were wide in shock, my throat just went slit, and my breathe got cut.
"Louis" I gasped.
"Georgia" he smirked.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh nothing, just visiting an old friend." He pats on Steve's chest.
"Leave us alone" he tells Steve. Without hesitate he leaves. What's wrong with him.
"Steve?!" The door closes shut.
"Why is he leaving? He works for my aunt, temporarily for me. "
"He also works for Harry."
"Oh.." I bite my lip.
"You're so sexy. No wonder Harry wants you so bad."
"You're lying." He doesn't want me, he just wants to fuck me. That's a huge difference. And of course, play me ; how he does with everyone.
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Maybe Love Does Exist
FanficSeventeen year old Georgia Millen is a typical teenager living life at its pace but not the right way. She smokes, does drugs, cuts herself. Her problem? She gets bullied, humiliated and tortured on a daily basis. She doesnt quite believe in love an...