Reese

Chapter 11 - "Stay, Ri."

So that’s what he looked like, Mark.

I’ve heard of him, but have never seen him. He’s tall – about my height, dark hair, blue eyes and tatty clothes.

Unfortunately, he’s good looking.

Very good looking.

Reese was sat there in the bed, just staring at him. He was staring back but had no expression on his face.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, forgetting I was even in the room.

“I heard that you were in hospital, so I came.”

“How did you find out?” She snapped, obviously losing her cool.

For the first time since he arrived, Mark actually noticed me.

“Him.” He said, pointing with his eyes.

“What about him.” Reese growled.

“It’s all over everywhere, he abandoned his ‘band’.” He said band while doing quotation marks with his hands. “To come and see you in hospital, but no one knows why. I wanted to know.”

He stepped inside the room, I tensed a little. Getting jealous.

“Why did you want to know.” Reese just kept firing questions at him, obviously just as suspicious as me.

“Beca- Give us a minute, please mate?” He asked, my presence hitting him like a ton of bricks.

I looked towards Reese for any sort of sign that she wanted me to stay.

“Go on, Liam. He won’t hurt me. Go and see where Eleanor is, okay?” She asked, giving me a fake smile.

So I left.

Reese’s P.O.V

As soon as he left, I felt unsafe. Like he was my rock.

“Finally, he’s gone.” Mark whispered, coming closer to me.

“Get off.” I spat, he looked surprised by my outburst but did what he was told, and sat down on the chair.

 "Why did you want to know." I asked, watching as he wouldn't take his eyes off mine. 

He sighed, "I made the biggest mistake dumping you, I should've believed you when you asked if it was photoshopped." He said, I tensed.

It wasn't photoshopped, that picture of Liam and I kissing was real. Someone took a sneaky picture while we were hiding behind the sofa at the boys' hotel. 

"Mar-"

"-Take me back? Please?" He asked, his face turning into desperation.

I was going to say yes straight away, but then I remembered my feelings for Liam. I may love Liam, but my heart does this pulling sensation when Mark's around.

"Reese?" 

"W-why should I?" I hissed, too much hatred that I intended in my tone.

"You really want me to tell you?"

I nodded.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you..."

My heart started beating dangerously fast.

"...I wanted to call you everyday, just to see what you were doing..."

My cheeks started to blush and the familiar butterflies came back.

"...I almost wanted to fly to America, just to see you..."

Oh god, this is wrong.

"...I almost did.

"No!" I shouted, holding my head and breathing fast.

He reached out and rested his hand on my arm, "What's wrong?" 

"Get off!" I moved my arm away from him and started to get up.

"Sit down! You're not meant to be walking yet!" He shouted.

"Shut up!" I screamed, standing up and feeling proud of myself for disobeying him.

He stood there across the bed, no expression on his face.

"You...you can't do this to me, Mark!" I shouted, his expression turned into confusion and hurt.

"What?" He whispered, so quietly.

I held my head as the amount of emotion overwhelmed me.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

"When you called me in the club that night, I was... heartbroken. I love you-"

"-You love me?" He asked, smiling.

My eyes went wide,

"N-"

"-LIAM! COME BACK!" Eleanor screamed, both Mark and I looked towards the empty hallway. Suddenly Eleanor arrived, worry on her face.

"Liam, " *Pant, pant.* "He's gone.." She looked at me.

I ran towards the door, watching Liams sillouette sprinting out the hospital

"LIAM- Ahh!" I shouted, clutching my stomach and crouching on the floor.

I started crying, too much confusion and emotion for someone who was about to die three days ago.

"I'll get Perrie, we'll find him." Eleanor promised, rubbing my back.

Mark picked me up and placed me back in the bed.

"No!" I sobbed, still moaning furiously while clutching my stomach. "I need to get Liam!" I tried to get out of bed but the pain was too excrutiating. 

"Stay, Ri." Mark whispered, I did. He hadn't called me 'Ri' since we were together.

*

The tears died down now, Mark was softly stroking my hand with his thumb.

"Mark..." I said, no emotion in my voice.

"Hm?" He asked, looking up like a lost puppy.

"Could you help the girls find Liam?" I asked, still no emotion. He suddenly went distant and stopped stroking my hand.

"Please." I begged, my voice cracking as I reached for his hand.

As my fingertips touched with his, he interwined our fingers. He had determination in his eyes.

"Okay." He agreed.

I smiled, "Thank you." I sighed.

He got up and grabbed his coat.

"I'll text you Eleanor and Perrie's numbers." I stated, weakly reaching for my phone. As I typed, he asked;

"Who are Eleanor and Perrie?"

"Louis and Zayn's girlfriends." I replied, not looking up from my phone. "There." I nodded, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"I'll be back soon." He promised.

"Just find him." I sighed, looking out the window at the rain harrassing the beautiful willow tree.

When I looked back, he was gone.

I felt so lonely.

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So? Why did Liam run? What do you think? Did he just remember something? Was he meeting someone exciting? Or... was it something way more important than that?

Did he overhear something?

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