My Guardian Angel (Liam Payne fanfiction) [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

It had been over an hour since Liam had drifted off into a somewhat peaceful looking sleep. His face was halfway between a smile and a frown, which was an unusual expression for him. I stared at his sleeping face, refusing to believe that I'd be without him in four days time.

But what if I did lose him? I couldn't bear the thought. Sure, I never would've imagined all those months ago when I'd met him that he'd be such a crucial part of my life, but he was now. And I loved him. I had fallen for him unknowingly, but it was so sweet. Loving him was as easy as breathing.

I smiled as I remembered some of our past times together. Like before we were officially together when we had gone to my house and he had cooked for me. Like the time he had found my house somehow and had kissed me so suddenly, though we'd barely known eachother. I even cherished the bad times, like when he was the one who found me when I had attempted suicide.

My smile slowly turned into a frown. I had never really thought about it before but what if I had succeeded in my suicide attempt? What would've happened to Liam? Would he have managed or would he do something drastic and take his own life? I wondered if he loved me that much.

I was too distracted by my own thoughts and it had to be minutes later before I turned back to Liam and saw that he was staring at me intenetly. "What are you thinking about, love?" he asked me. I couldn't help but melt. I had always loved his accent; it was one of the things that had made me so interested in him in the first place.

"Just stuff." I replied a moment later, unsure what to answer. I didn't want to ask him the question of how much he loved me. What if it made it awkward? Liam sighed, taking my hand in his. "I know you too well to know that you're lying when you say its just 'stuff'." he told me knowingly. It was my turn to sigh this time. "I was just thinking about old times together."

Liam's thumb stroked my finger, and he dropped his gaze absentmindedly from my eyes to watch our hands. "You mean like the time we made out in that bathroom at the movies?" he smirked slightly as he said it, and I started laughing. "Those were good times." I said, running my free hand through his hair. Liam smiled. "If there's one thing I've missed, it has to be kissing you."

I smiled slightly before moving closer to him. "You have no idea." I said before pressing my lips against his. The moment was incredible. I had missed him so much it hurt, and this? This was absolutely perfect. There was nothing but passion in the few seconds our lips were pressed together.

I broke away from him and he sighed almost instantly. "You have no idea how much I missed that." he remarked. Using a great deal of effort, he managed to lean against the wall and stare at me once more. "So, what do you want to talk about?" he asked me. That was something I had never heard him say. Usually our conversation topics had come smoothly. I shrugged.

Minutes passed with both of us sitting in silence. Neither of us knew what to say, and I was torn between it hurting and just the happiness that I was with him, even if it just were for a short time.

I had the urge to ask him how he had gotten here. If he had been on bed rest, how exactly had Daniel gotten into his house and removed him from it without anyone noticing? I opened my mouth to speak, but judging from the pained expression on his face, I decided it would be better if I didn't.

It was hard to tell the time of day. There were regretfully no windows in the small room. I judged that it was sometime around midday, and I knew at some point Kellin or Daniel or someone would come in to torture us somehow.

There was more silence. And more silence. After about two or so hours of sitting there, hand in hand with Liam, the door banged open, revealing Daniel. Liam's face hardened. I knew he hated Daniel long before now, but now, I was sure if Liam was well enough, he would kill him. Daniel said nothing, he merely set down two bottles of water then turned at me and smiled. "I'd like Christina to take a walk with me." he said. I felt Liam grimace, but I didn't really want to bring anything bad to Liam, so reluctantly, I stood up and followed Daniel.

Daniel led me outside. I considered running for it, but only briefly, as I knew from the drive up here it would take me hours to get to nearest civilization, which was a few campgrounds, which may not have cell service.

Daniel walked leisurely through the trees, as if he kidnapped people on a regular basis while he planned to murder them. "So, how has life been?" he finally asked. I scoffed, wrapping my arms around myself. "Lets see. Pretty bad, considering, oh, maybe the fact you murdered my best friend and then kidnapped me and my boy friend while you planned on killing us." Daniel sighed dramatically, as if I was being over dramatic.

"I didn't bring you out here to argue," he pointed out, leaning against a tree. I raised an eyebrow as I stopped to. Normal people may be terrified to be this close to a murderer, but I felt strangely calm. "Then why did you being me out here?" I asked, hesitantly. I wanted to know the answer, but another part of me didn't want to. Daniel picked at a piece of bark on the tree. I had known him long enough to know even he was hesitating about something. "Why, Daniel? Why did you bring me out here?"

Sighing deeply, he looked at me. His eyes didn't have the vicious or even evil glint that they had obtained over recent months. In his eyes, I could tell, was actual desperation. "You know I love you, Christina.." he said quietly. It took all of me to not slap him across the face right there. "This is a pretty fucked up way of showing you love me, then." I said, biting my lip and not looking at him.

I heard Daniel take a shaky breath. "I don't want to go to jail.." he said softly, to where I barely heard him. I raised an eyebrow and looked back at him. "You should've thought about that before you killed Kelly." I said sharply, wrapping my arms tighter around myself as the memories of the blonde girl threatened to intrude my thoughts again. I still missed her more than I had missed anyone, and knowing she was dead by the actions of the boy standing in front of me made me angrier than I ever had been.

"I may not have to go to jail, though," Daniel said slowly, as if he was testing a thin sheet of ice. "What do you mean?" I asked. Daniel bit his lip, something I hadn't seen him do in a while. "Run away with me." Daniel said, looking at me. I was taken aback, to say the least. "And why would I do that?" I asked. "Oh, come on, Christina. Liam's dying! He won't get medical help here! Then, after that, he's dead. After that, there's two options. You wait to die too, or we go. We run away, to another country maybe. We could have a nice life." Daniel yelled, his voice echoing throughout the trees.

I stepped away slowly. "Never, in a million years, would I run away with you." I growled, continuing to back away. I wasn't trying to run away, I was simply trying to get away. "I would rather die to do that. It means dying with Liam, so I will go happy." I said before turning around, not trying to run. I simply walked back to the house, to find Liam.