To Infinity and Beyond~ {A Liam Payne FanFic} COMPLETED

Chapter Twenty~

~2 WEEKS LATER~ Liam and Harry are still not getting along completely well. They are talking but not hanging out at all. That is why I have planned a whole day out. Just the boys and me, hopefully it will go OK. It is a trip to the beach! I haven't been since I left so I'm really looking forward to it, we're actually leaving in about an hour. So I get up and start to get dressed when someone knocks on my door. "Who is it? I'm changing!" I say. "Oh, it's Zayn. I'll just wait out here." "OK." I finished changing into my polka dot bikini top, black bottoms, faded shades, large kitty tie-dye shirt, and fox flip-flops. I grabbed a beach bag from an unpacked box, and threw a couple towels, sunscreen, rubber bands, my phone and keys inside as I slipped out into the living room to find all the boys wearing just their sandals and trunks. "Ready?" "Yeah!" We all jumped into the car and Louis drove us to the beach. We got there around 10 in the morning and played around for hours. Around 3 we all got hungry and Louis had forgot the lunch so we had to leave so we could eat. It was OK because it was getting cold.

After lunch Zayn had an idea. "Hey! Why don't we hit the club tonight huh? Have a great ending to a great day?" "Sure why not!" We all said. "Invite your girlfriends though, they wouldn't want to miss out on this!!" I said. I was actually starting to feel happiness. Genuine. I wasn't faking my smile at all. Liam and I were dropped at our flat to get ready, Lou would be picking us up in an hour so we had just enough time to shower. ~AT THE CLUB~ I am probably the only person here without alcohol in them...I thought to myself. I was just walking around the club, looking for Riley, Nieve or Megan. I came across Harry at the bar talking to a girl. "Sammy!! I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This, is Katie. And she, unlike you, is singlee." He slurred his words. I looked at the Katie girl who had a nervous yet seemingly sober look on her face. "Hi Katie! I'm Sammy!" I said as I shook her hand. "Hi." She replied. "See you!" I said as I walked off to find Liam.

Then I found him. He was in a booth with someone, he was drunk you could tell. I looked closer. And there she was. Danielle Peazer. Liam's ex. Sitting on his lap. Snogging him. I walked closer. "Liam!" I shouted. They momentarily stopped sucking faces. "Ah. Hi sweetheart. Mind if Dani here stays the night? We are getting back *burp* together." His words knives in my back. The tears burned in my eyes as I ran away to the bar, bought the nearest bottle of alcohol, and stormed out of the club into the nearby alley. There, I chugged down the bottle till after a few minutes it was gone. Then I slammed it on the ground where it shattered into many sharp pieces.

I looked at the piece in my right hand. Sharp, pointy, calling. I drunkinly  put my left hand in-between my knees, then slowly but forcefully drug the sharp edges of the broken bottle up and down my arm. I wrote words...alone..worthless..ugly. They all seemed true at the time. Eventually I made my way to my legs...after an hour I stood up, weak from the alcohol and blood-loss, and walked to Louis flat. I don't know how I got there. Hoping he was home I knocked on the door, rang the bell, then sat down on the porch. "Sammy? Oh my God! Sammy!" I heard him yell. He picked my up and took me inside and laid me down on his bed. In 5 minutes he was back with a bowl of water, rags, and bandages. He cleaned all my cuts and bandaged them before kissing my forehead and falling asleep next to me.

The next morning I woke up to Louis shouting at someone and slamming the front door, then locking it. I stood up and walked towards the living room. "Lou what's going on?" I said while holding my pounding head. "Nothing love. What happened last night?!?" He asked forcefully. I looked at my arms and legs, covered in bandages spotted with blood as I recalled everything that happened the night before. Quickly O told Lou everything. About Liam and Danielle, alcohol, cutting, all my feelings. Everything. He held me when I cried an carried me back to his bed when I fell asleep in his arms. The last thing I remember is me mumbling some words.. "Pack stuff...plane ticket....Paris...Jake..."