A Story About Love

Ch. 7

"This needs to stop"

"What are you talking about Liam? What needs to stop?"

"THIS! All of this.. I can't be with you anymore."

"What!? How can you say that? I love you"

"I-I... I don't"

"You don't.. you dont what LIAM!! Talk straight! You don't what??"

"I.. I don't love you"
Liam whispered. He couldn't think of anything else to say..He was lying to her but he needed her to hate him. Its best for her.

"You don't love me? YOU DON'T LOVE ME!? So what about our kisses or the nights we spend together? They meant nothing to you??"

Liam was quiet. He didn't know what to say.

"SAY SOMETHING DAMN IT!"

"I'm sorry" was all he could say to her.

As soon as Rose spotted Liam, she went over to were he was.

"Hey you came"  Liam smiled. He tried to act not so drunk.

"Liam what are you doing?" Rose grabbed his hand... "Lets go. I'll take you home"

"I'm sorry"

"Liam, no need to say sorry, lets just go."

Rose paid the bartender and helped Liam to her car.

"Can you tell me your address Liam?"

Liam tried to remember his address but he was too drunk and sleepy.

She thought of bringing him to her house but her mom would kill her so that wasn't an option. 

She asked him one more time hoping he would answer her question. Which he did.. he gave her his address and Rose typed it in the GPS and started driving. It wasn't that far from the bar.

The ride was quiet, Liam was drunk and felt embarrassed about it. He didn't like drinking at all. He could drink 1 or 2 glass of whiskey but he has never been drunk. This was not him.

They got there and Rose was thinking how will she get him inside. She was wondering if he lived with someone else so she rang the bell.  But then she tried to door and to her luck it was unlocked.. They got inside and Liam sat on the couch.

"I'm going to make you some coffee" Rose said and Liam nodded.

When she got back to the living room, Liam was sound asleep.

She wanted to wake him up so he can drink the coffee in hopes that it would sober him up... but then again it would be best to let him sleep.

Suddenly his phone began to ring, scaring Rose for a second. But it wasn't enough to wake him up. Rose laughed softly at that.
To what she could remember , he was a light sleeper and would wake up so easily but he has changed so much, maybe now he sleeps better or maybe it was because he was drunk.