Trouble. (A One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 8.

C H A P T E R 8.)

T R O U B L E

N I C O L E ' S  P O V

I opened the door and let the sick smell of weed fill the room. Take me as I am, or what me as I go was the way I felt. If he didn't like my addiction, it wasn't his. I don't care what he thinks, its my business. Not his.

I'm really glad the other boys weren't here to see this. Liam's face turned from happy to sad in a few seconds. He knew what it was, I knew it.

"Please set my things next to the window." I spoke sternly. It was next to all my outfits where he put the suitcase full of my junk.

"Nicole..." He said after setting my stuff down. So this is where we stand, about two feet from each other breathing in an out like we were freaks.

"Yes?" I said, staring in his eye. He was going to crack any second now. I could feel it.

"What with the bag of weed on the counter?" I honestly didn't even realize it was there until he pointed it out. In a way, I didn't want to see it. I never wanted to become addicted to this stuff, but things happen. They make or break relationships, friends or romantic ones.

"Oh,  I was going to use it one Friday night, but I kinda got hit by a car."

"Note to self, you're very sarcastic." Liam said rolling his eyes.

"Yup. Indeed I am." I smirked. His eyes seemed sad and distant from me.

"Why?"

"Why am I sarcastic? Well-" I was interrupted.

"You know what I mean, Nicole. Don't be stupid" My smirk faded and my heart was filled with anger.  I wasn't sure why I was angry. I just felt defensive.

"Wanna explain the question? Because I'm too 'stupid' to understand, right?" I grind-ed my teeth together, trying to control my anger.

"If you do this crap, yeah. You are." 

"You don't need to accept it Liam, 'cause I'm not changing for you. Ask anyone that knows me, I am as independent as it gets, You're not going to stop me from doing what I want. If I wanna smoke weed? Congratulations. I don't really care. If I am a freaking prostitute, then you shouldn't care. Because it is who I am."

"Yo-your a prostitute?" He said with wide eyes.

"Yup. I don't just go for walk at three in the morning for no reason! Are you a freakin' idiot? Put the pieces together." I rolled my eyes bending down sitting on my bed. I took deep breaths calming myself before I looked him in the eye.

"I just, would never assume...well.. never mind. Like you said, it's your business, not mine. I should be going." He said before straightening himself up.  I tried to get up, but my arm hurt to much because of this stupid collarbone.

I wanted to stop him.

I wanted to tell him sorry.

But I didn't..

And I should have.

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 L I A M ' S  P O V

I stood outside of the motel parking lot for a good amount of time. I debated on going back inside. I should have, but I didn't. Tonight I'm renting a room right by Nicole, in case I get the courage to see how she is.

I couldn't help but feel weird, she smokes weed. And she's a prostitute. I know, I won't ever see her...uh... 'down there' anytime soon, but it was just weird. She slept with guys every night, while I'm still a virgin. I have such strong feelings for her, I don't want to ruin it... but I feel awkward.

I just don't know what to do anymore.

I'm going to fight.

I'm going to fight for her.

I'm not going to let her go.

Not very easy. I never get these feelings. But she is like a magnet. I'm drawn to her.

I'm not going to loose her.

I can't.

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