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

Chapter Twentysix~

"Is she alright?" I heard a deep voice whisper, Harry. "I think so. She cried for a few hours, even in her sleep. The swelling in her hand has gone down quite a bit." That was Louis...At the mention of my hand pain struck through it, stabbing pain. I winced as I remembered punching that girl. Since I used to fight MMA, I have a pretty strong swing, but I haven't punched anything in a while. Still, I was shocked that I felt anything because the doctors said I had destroyed pretty much all my nerves in my hands from so much punching. "That was a right good punch that was. I didn't know she had it in her." A third voice said. I could tell it was Niall's because of the Irish accent that was so faint in his whisper. "Ya! I can't believe she fought MMA!" A fourth voice chimed in, I'm pretty sure it was Zayn's. I felt a dip in the bed as someone sat on it and I wondered briefly if I was in Lou's bed or if I had been taken somewhere else.... "Has Liam seen the video?" Lou whispered. "Are you kidding? People have been tweeting it ever since it happened. Sam-punched-a-girl-and-she-liked-it trended on twitter for a while and people are saying in everywhere...it's actually pretty cool if you ask me. That bimbo got right what she deserved. Sam did the right thing." Zayn replied. I heard everyone in the room sigh. "Wonder how she's feeling." Harry breathed. "I'm feeling annoyed that you all are talking about me as if I wasn't in the room!" I giggled as I opened my eyes and sat up. "Geez! You scared me!" Harry screamed. "We thought-we thought you were asleep!" Niall laughed. "Sorry, it was fun though. Gave you guys a right laugh! Sounded like you needed it." I said through my fit of hysteria. We all laughed it out for about 20 minutes. By the time we were done our faces were tear-streaked and red as we sat clutching our sides. "So how d'ya feel?" Harry asked. "Starving." "What about your hand?" Louis said as he gestured to my right hand. "Fine." "How?" "Well, when I would fight I hit so many things...besides people. In training you know? I'd hit bricks...cement walls, punching bags...equipment. That way in a fight when I'd hit someone it'd hurt them, not me. Eventually I damaged all the nerves in my hands so I can't really feel anything. And in all honesty...I liked the pain. It was a pain that I didn't have to hide from anybody because they knew what I did...I didn't have to hide it like my cuts." "So...you can't feel it when I hold your hand?" Zayn said as he picked up my hand. "If you hadn't told me I wouldn't really know. I mean..I can feel. I feel your hand touching mine..I can feel the texture of things just like you can. They just don't...hurt. Know what I mean?" "Ya...I spose." He said as he squeezed my hand and pulled away. "So how bout some food?" I said again. "Sounds good. What would you like?" Harry asked. My eyes got wide and I smiled evil-y. "Everything!" I yelled.

Once I had the boys make me every food item in the house, and all of us eating it of course, I had Niall bring me my laptop from my bag so I could check the damage I had done. Out of the millions of tweets that surfaced everyday just by being with the boys, let alone dating one of them, there was three times as many since the video of me right-hooking that bimbo surfaced. Pretty much 99% of the tweets applauded me whereas a certain amount said what a horrible person I was and how the boys could stand to be near me after that. After quickly sifting through the majority of them I posted my first tweet in about 2 weeks. "Hey guys! Thank you for those who support me in what I did, it means the world:) And to those who don't, just like that girl, you don't know the whole story so I suggest you keep your opinions to yourselves. -SamxX." Of course it was split into two parts since there is a character limit on tweets. Immediately I received thousands of replies, all wishing me well and asking how my hand was feeling. I even found one in the huge pile of them from Tanner. "Hey lil sis. Stay strong and know I'm always here for you. -Tanner xx." It read. "Hey you guys, why don't you excite some girls and reply to their questions about how I'm feeling?" I said as I shut my laptop after replying to Tanners tweet and pulled out my phone to go onto instagram to see if he had posted any pictures lately. The four boys spent 20 minutes replying to tweets telling girls that I was doing perfect because I used to be an MMA fighter. After taking a picture of my hand and IG'ing an tweeting it with the caption, 'See? Just fine:)' Someone knocked on the door and rang the bell. "I got it!" Niall said as he jumped from his place on the couch. "Uh...yeah one moment." Niall murmured to whoever was at the door. "Sammy. Door." He said as he took his seat back on the couch. Praying to God it wasn't Liam I walked to the door to see a Caucasian man, probably about 22, not shaved, with dark black hair and the darkest green eyes I had ever seen. "Yeah?" I questioned him. "Delivery to Sam." "That'd be me." he handed me a clipboard to sign. "Thank you." I said as we exchanged hands, I gave him the clipboard and he walked away wheeling boxes into the house along with 3 other men who looked the same age. "Erm." I let out as the other three guys walked away. The first guy walked back with a painters tub filled with different flowers. "Have a nice day." he called as he shut the door. "You too." I mumbled as I grabbed the note from the flowers. It read, 'Here is the beginning of me trying to win your heart back. What I did was stupid and immature and I have regretted it ever since. I have put together a few boxes for you as you may have noticed. Start with box labeled '1' and move on. Love you, xX-Li.'

I dropped to my knees on the floor and looked at all the boxes. There were at least 15 of them!!! "So who was that?" I heard Harry call from the other room. "You guys might want to come here." I called back. "Why? What is i- OH MY GOSH!" Louis yelled as they walked into the room. I handed the note over and whispered, "Liam." A couple minutes later the boxes were all set up in order, there were 12 of them. "Go on love. You know you want to open it." Zayn nudged me. "Fine!" I took my box cutter and slit through the tape, then flipped the box open. "Well?! What's inside???" Niall practically yelled. Out of the box I lifted another small box and a stuffed bear. "Hold this." I said as I tossed the bear at Lou. As I opened the box out sprung a little character that was holding a note. "Hey it's like a jack-in-the-box!" one of the boys said. The note read, 'Reason #1 why I love you: Your smile. It makes me so happy, just seeing your smile sends tingles through my body. I love it so much." I passed the box over and went to the big box labeled #2. Upon opening it, it was just the same as the first box but with a different animal and a different reason. All 12 boxes were the same, but box number 12. Inside was the most gorgeous dress I had ever seen. A note was attached to it by a clothes pin and it read, 'For when you love me' it came with a pair of shoes and a smaller box with jewelry. Underneath that was TapouT training gear. There was shorts, shoes, and a couple of training shirts along with regular TapouT shirts. All. Brand. New. This stuff is expensive! A note was attached to these to, it read, 'For when you don't love me.' That made me sad. Along with that was a time, today at 3 o'clock, the 1D London private gym. I.e, an abandoned building that the boys had fitted as a gym. Never used to be a gym though. I looked at my phone-2:20. "I have to go." I said to the boys. They all nodded. We all went back to Liam and I's flat so that I could get dressed. I put on my old MMA clothes and stuffed the new ones in my training bag, quickly grabbing a banana on the way out to the car. It was a 20 minute drive so by the time I got to the front door it was 3:05. "You guys wait here in the lobby OK?" I asked the boys. It didn't really matter though because it was all one open space. Except of course the changing rooms off to the side. I walked further into the building and noticed the newest addition, a ring. No not jewelry. A boxing ring. I walked closer in and dropped my bag outside the ring before I stepped in. "I thought you wouldn't show...Where is your new clothes?" I heard Liam ask as he stepped from the shadows. It kinda creeped me out that he was hiding like that... "They aren't broken in yet." "You break in clothes?" he laughed. I sighed heavily and jumped out of the ring and grabbed my bag as I made a bee-line to the boys. "I didn't come here to be made fun of Payne." "Wait wait wait. I'm sorry. It was bad humour. I'm sorry." He said as he grabbed my shoulder a little roughly trying to turn me around. Oh I turned around alright. You have to turn around when you bend somebodies arm back and shove them to the ground. "OUCH" He hissed. "Don't touch me like that again. Next time I won't be gentle." I said as I removed my knee from in-between his shoulder blades and stood up. He dragged himself up just in time to see me exiting the building. "Maybe next time." I said as tears streaked down my face. I didn't want to hurt him, it was mostly instinct...habit. But he shouldn't have grabbed me like that. I saw him run out of the building as we drove off. We ended back up at Lou's place before sun-down. "I'm uhm...gonna take a bath." I said after we scarfed down a dinner two hours later. They all murmured OK's as they zoned out on Lie to Me. I loved that show.

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So that is all I have pre-written right now, so I will be posting in a couple days, vote and comment please:)