Chapter 20 - Little Talks

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Chapter 20

Liam's lips were soft yet wet and tasted like beer. I didn't care though. I think we stayed like that for a long time. Funny how things work. First Liam kisses me drunken and I do the same.

I don't really remember much. Just Liam pushing me back and Harry shouting. I think I passed out.

I woke up in this bed, I don't even know whose. It wasn't mine at Harry's and it had a different smell.It smelt like food and cologne unlike Harry's house which of apples oddly. Harry didn't even like apples that much. I got out of the bed and rubbed my head. I had the biggest headache ever. My head pounded and it felt like it was going to fall off. I wrapped a blanket around my shoulders because I was freezing. I walked down a tiny hall to where sound was coming from. I saw laid out on the couch Niall. He had the Telly on but was sound asleep. I was confused as in why I was here. I didn't want to wake Niall so I decided I'd call Harry. I looked around for my purse and it was sitting on the floor by the door along with my shoes. I told my phone out and had a lot of text messages.

From Harry mostly. They were along the lines of: Lucy why, I thought you didn't have feelings for Liam anymore.

And:

God Lucy you make me so angry why would you we're never talking again!!

I was shocked and looked at my phone. What did I do last night? I honestly don't remember much except Liam and... Liam. I kissed him. I shook my head clearing my thoughts. I can't believe I did that. Under the influence. This is why I hated drinking. Can't remember what you did and you ave no control over yourself.

I went back into what I guessed was Niall's room. I sat down on his bed. What was I going to do now? I certainly can't go on tour with the boys anymore. I gritted my teeth and hit the bed with my fists. I had to apologize. I had to make things right.

"Bro you don't need to hit my bed, what she'd do to you?" I heard from the doorway. I turned to see Niall standing there. My face was wet and I didn't even realize I was crying. More like bawling. Niall noticed.

"Ah Lucy," he said walking towards me.

"No," I said putting my hand up. "I might kiss you too. Looks like I'm kissing all the members of One Freaking Direction." Niall laughed and I couldn't help but laugh too because he had the most contagious laugh ever.

"Lucy. It'll be okay. You can make up with Harry. He has his walls up whether he lets you realize it or not. He took them done for you. That's something he hardly ever does Luc. You have to gain his trust back babe," Niall said sitting next to me.

"How Niall how? I'm worthless. I can't do anything right!" I screamed. Niall frowned and gave me a hug.

"First, you gotta talk to Liam. Now lets go." He got up and held his hand out and I took it.

We got to Liam's apartment and my palms were sweating. I couldn't even change my clothes and I looked like shit. Niall pushed me towards the door and rang the doorbell.

Danielle opened the door and peaked out. "Lucy..." she said looking pissed.

"Danielle, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing and I was drunk and I've never drank before and I didn't know I was drinking and I was being stupid please..." I said. She stared at me. Her expression soften.

"You're lucky I'm easy to forgive. I understand you never drink, Harry said he didn't realize he gave you beer..."

"Thanks," I said looking down.

"Liam's pretty worked up though." I bite my lip and she motioned for me to come in.

"Hey Niall," Danielle said.

I walked into Liam's room where he laying on the bed. "Liam..." I said. He looked up at me with a hurtful expression.

"Lucy why are you here I don't wanna talk to you okay? You kissed me when you were with Harry. I'm not doing that to my best mate."

"Were with Harry? I'm not anymore?" I asked confused.

"Lucy, be real." I stepped back and was about to turn when Danielle came in.

"Liam here her out. Things happen. Especially when you're drunk and don't realize it," Danielle said.

Liam sighed and sat up. "I know... Um we all do things we shouldn't when we're drunk," I said. Liam gave me a look. "I was drunk, not knowing I was drunk and I did something stupid. We all make mistakes and I love Harry-" I stopped talking. I've never said I love Harry. But I just blurted it out. I let out a deep breath and slide down to the ground. I put my head in my hands and started bawling again. You know when you hold back all your feelings and once you start crying about one thing you can't stop because you're crying about everything else horrible in your life? Well that was me. I loved Harry and he hated me. He hates my guts and wants nothing to do with me. I cried for that. I cried thati screwed up my life. I cried that I hurt Liam and Danielle. Niall sat next to me and tried to hug me but I pushed him away. I didn't want sympathy.

Danielle tried talking to me and I didn't respond. She sighed and walked away. I was stuck in the Liam's room with just Liam now. I heard the bed shift and Liam sat across for me leaning against the bed. He said in a whisper, "Okay Lucy. I get the point. I kissed you when I was drunk and you were vulnerable. And you did back. I understand the regret. But we can't keep doing this. I have Danielle and you have Harry. Please don't break his heart, he doesn't give it away easily."

I looked up at Liam. I couldn't see well throughy wet eyes but I said, "Liam. I really reall like Harry. He's the first guy to understand me and take me for who I was. To look past my.. Um crush on you. I don't like you Liam. I mean I don't love you. I love Harry. He won't believe me though."

"Takes time and patience. I don't know if he'll wat to see you but you gotta try. I forgive you Lucy. But let's promise to never do this again, alright?" I smiled.

"Deal, I'm sorry Liam. I hope I don't screw up too much for Danielle and you,.."

"She's not the jealous type and understands what I told her. For some reason she believes me," he said giggling. "But now you gotta convince Mr. Impossible Styles."

I sighed not ready to take on that challenge.

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