Twisted (Niall/Harry) {IN EDITING}

fourteen.

Chapter 14:

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*Liam's Pov*

Guilt was all I could feel right now. And pain. I was foolish to go and do that to Claire, but something inside of me happened. I guess I just,

Snapped.

She would always tell me everything, whatever the circumstances were. But she had to go and keep that from me, and that made my blood absolutely boil. The look in her face when I shouted at her made me terrified and sadden.

Was I that frightening to her?

My eyes shoot open, crusted over with sleep and dry tears. I lift my body up, using my arms as a balance. The sheets were tangled around my hips and legs, making it impossible to get up. A sigh escapes my lips as I lower my head back into the pillow, breathing in a musky scent of my shampoo and aftershave.

Why am I such an idiot?

I tousle my tangled legs from the sheets, sitting up in the bed. My hands find my weary eyes as they start to rub them furiously, trying to rid the sleep. I get up, kicking articles of clothing that were scattered in my way to a pile that was starting to form at the bottom of my closet. I grab a pair of clean boxer-shorts that were sitting on the chair by the closet, slipping them on then making my way out the door and into the hallway.

A pressure inside my chest was beginning to grow as I cautiously make my way to Claire's shut door. 'Oh god, please be in there.' my thoughts said, hopping she came back later yesterday night.

My palm finds the cool doorknob as I suck in a breath, twisting it open.

"God dammit" I harshly said, looking at her bed that was made and her shopping bags were still placed on the untouched duvet.

My feet took out in a sprint down the hallway and into my bedroom. Grabbing a random shirt and sweatpants off the floor. I raced through the house, grabbing my keys off the counter and heading out the front door.

The morning air was cool and brisk, making goosebumps appear all over my arms. The sun was just barely peeking above the horizon off in the distance. I head to my car that was parked in the drive, opening the door and closing it briskly.

She could be anywhere. No no she probably with one of the boys. But which one? Niall? No, they been kind of off with each other lately. Harry? No, probably not. Was she with one of the girls? No, she couldn't of made it that far in the cold night.

I ponder my thoughts as the car was heating up, but then it hit me.

Louis.

I back out of the driveway, onto the rode and sped down to Louis flat.

Please be there.

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*Claires pov*

I crack my eyes open, blinding sunlight was seeping through the beige curtains, making me look away slightly. I turn on my back, eyes still close as i pat the place next to me.

No Tommo.

I sit up, my back aching as I search the room for a sign of him. With no luck I turn my head to the bed side table, straining my eyes as I look at the numbering.

730 am.

I groan, throwing my body back onto the plush bed, burying my face into Louis pillow, breathing in his scent. I eventually drag myself out of bed and down the hallway.