Harry looked up confused. “Erm.. Alright” he replied.
I shook my head. “No no, no I don’t”
“Liam, you say it or I will. Your choice lad” Liam argued.
“What’s going on?” Harry asked, obvisouly getting a bit irritated with the situation.
I sighed. “Fine, I’ll tell him”
He raised an eyebrow. “Tell me what?”
“Not here”
“Let’s go in… my bedroom” he said a bit uncomfortably, since I was gay. I nodded and walked with him to his room. “Erm.. what is this about?” he asked while still texting.
“Umm I really don’t know how to tell you” I mumbled.
“C’mon just spill”
“I love you” I said quickly then quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
“Wait.. this isn’t new to me lad. I love you too” he replied smiling. He thought I meant in a friend way, not romantically. I shook my head. “D-do you mean… Like romantically?” I nodded and looked down. “I’m sorry mate. I’m not.. that way” he tried to console me.
I nodded and sighed. “I’m so sorry” I ran out of his room and to my room.
He chased me “Li, look I’m sorry. Its just.. you know. I kinda have somebody else right now. And plus we’re bandmates”
“it’s not your fault. I know, I understand. I-its fine” I shut my door in front of him.
“Li.. please. I’m awfully sorry. Come downstairs.. for me?” he asked.
“I-Its okay. Im fine here” I mumbled.
“Well… Marie is coming over. All the lads are going out and its just going to be me and her uhh and yeah” he said. Marie was the girl from the night club.
“O-okay, can I just be along now?” I said, tears already falling down my cheeks.
“Sure..” Harry said and I heard footsteps walking away, which meant he would have gone to greet Marie at the door.
“Hey Haz!” she squealed. Urgg she sounds like some fake blonde Barbie.
“Hey beautiful” he replied and I can only guess what they did next but it was probably kiss and hug. What does he see in her anyways?
I got up and walked to my joining bathroom in my bedroom. I sat down against the door with tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Where are the rest of the lads?” I heard Marie ask Harry downstairs.
“Out… other than Liam. Buts he isn’t going to bother us.. and what we have planned?” he replied and I guess he wore a smirk at the same time. God Harry is all about the sex and dirty stuff. Urg why can’t he be more into cuddles instead. Why did I like him? Oh maybe because of his amazing chocolate curls, emerald eyes and sexy deep voice.
I sighed and opened the bathroom cabinet and pulled out my razor. I looked at my left rest already covered with scars and found an empty spot to start cutting. I slid the razor across and rest the pain and sensation of blood starting to run down my wrist. I never cut to deep just enough to feel the pain and thrill.
“Where’s the restroom?” Marie said to Harry.
“Umm up the stairs and on the left” he told
“Thanks” she replied her and I heard footsteps coming up the steps. Her being a blond bimbo couldn’t find then main bathroom and walked through my room to my bathroom. I quickly hid my razor behind my back but it obviously wasn’t quick enough. “W-what are you doing Liam?” she stuttered.
