Breaking.

Chapter 6

So I just realized that I didn't publish any part to this story(I'm so stupid!) and that's why I haven't been getting any feedback! Lol, okay so please comment fan and vote!

Thanks,

Alyssa😘

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=<Kat's POV>=

I woke up and looked at the clock. It was ten at night. I was still super tired, and still in Eleanor's clothes.

I walked downstairs and saw the boys. Niall and Liam were playing FIFA, Harry was lying on the couch with Louis sleeping across his lap, and Zayn was sprawled out on the floor sound asleep. I giggled at the sight.

"Have a nice nap, love?" Liam asked.

"Ya, thanks." I replied. Liam looked up at me and smiled. Then I think he realized I was still in Eleanor's clothes.

"Love, the bags from the store are by the door if you want to change." he said.

"Alright, thanks!" I said. I walked over to the bags from Forever 21. I sure got a lot of stuff! I grabbed the one with underwear and pajamas. I put on pajamas that said I <3 New York, and a white tank top.

I was about to reach for my phone, but I realized that I didn't have it. It was still at my house. With my money, and all my old stuff.

I walked downstairs again and saw that Louis had woken up, and Harry had fallen asleep.

"Hey Liam, where do you live?" I asked.

"Well, I'm pretty sure I live in this house, love." he said with a confused chuckle.

"Wait, I meant like, what's your address?" I asked. Then I realized I could look for myself. "Nevermind, Ill go look for myself," I said and walked out front. Perfect. Only three blocks away.

"Hey Kat, why do you need my address?" Liam asked from behind me. How long has he been there?

"Liam! You scared me!" I said laughing. My smile was replaced with a tear as I thought of my answer. "Will you come with me on a walk?" I asked him.

"Sure! Where to?" he asked.

"My house." I said. All color drained from Liam's face.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yup. I just need to get s-some th-things," I said. My voice cracked and tears streamed down my face.

"It's ok, love. I'll be there with you." Liam said and pulled me into a hug. "Let's go." he said as he grabbed my hand and started walking.

"Liam," I whispered into his ear.

"Ya?" he asked.

"It's the other way." I said and turned around. He blushed and I let out a giggle.

"Oh," he said, embarrassed.

We walked hand in hand in a comfortable silence. I was glad he came, but nervous as well. I didn't know how my emotions were going to react to being in the house that I had lived in with my parents.

I was informed that since I was nineteen, the house had legally become mine, and that the money that my parents had left me with would cover the bills of the house for roughly six years. That would give me enough time to decide if I wanted to keep the house, or sell it.

"The door's locked, love. How do you plan on getting in?" Liam asked me. I walked over to the swing on the other end of the porch. I lifted up the cushion, unzipped the side, and felt through the stuffing for the spare key.