Chapter thirteen: Ashley

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I woke up alone.

Was last night all a dream?

Of course Ashely, Niall would never love you! You must be crazy to think he would. You two just met, he probably thinks you're a slut since you have a child.

I then realize that I was in the bed, not the floor where I slept with Niall, happily.

I sighed and got out of bed.

I smelled breafest, eggs! Yawing while walking down the stairs, the smell grew stronger.

I saw Liam by the stove. I ran back up stairs, two steps at a time.

Oh God.

Hoping to find someone, I opened everybody's door. To find nobody.

Its only Liam and I.

I went back into Niall's room and sat on his bedm I burried my face in my hands.

Why would they leave me with Liam if they know I'm terrified of him!

I quickly got dressed then walked back downstairs.

The silence between him and I was driving me nuts. All you could hear was our forks scraping the plates.

"Hey." I say, to start a conversation.

Nothing.

"Thanks for making eggs and sausage. I really appreciate it." I say.

No reply.

"I know that you hate me! But you don't have to show it!" I sigh and put my plate in the sink.

I felt his cold eyes on me.

I lean back, resting my back on the counter.

"What happened to you?" I ask.

Liam's brown eyes softened but went back to cold in a instant.

"What do you mean?" He growled.

"The boys say you used to be nice and kind. Now you're a major ass, and I want to know why!"

"I guess you can say that. But things change people." Liam says, pushing his plate away.

"That's true." I say, trying to sound cool. "So what happened?" I add.

"What happened to you is what happened to me. How your daughter and your friend was tooken, that's what happened to..." Liam clears his throat. "To Danielle."

"Who's Danielle?"

Probably his sister, nobody could love a cold hearted man like Liam.

"Danielle was my girlfriend. Those jackasses took he away from me!" Liam's voice began to raise.

"What happened?" I ask, scared of his answer.

Liam smiles as the memory comes to him. A gear slides down his hardened features.

"It was our three year anniversary. I took her to the fair. We had a very good time. I guess I didn't realize something so precious was right under my nose until it got ripped from me." Liam starts to play with his thumbs.

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