For Now and Always (Liam Payne)

Chapter 27

It took Eva hours to walk home. She didn't have any money. She didn't have a phone. Twice, she got completely lost and had to ask for directions. Talking to strangers completely terrified her, so she approached woman who looked like grandmothers. They seemed far less scary. It was completely dark by the time she found her flat. The spare key wasn't under the mat. Praying that Dylan was home, she knocked on the door.

"Eva!" she cried. "What are you doing here? What are you wearing? What...."

Eva pushed passed her and went up the stairs. Dylan followed her, shooting questions at her. "Stop, Dylan. Just stop." Eva stepped into her bed room.

Dylan grabbed her hand. "Your foot is bleeding and you are a mess. What is going on?" Eva didn't speak. Dylan shook her arm. "Talk to me damn it!"

"He broke up with me, okay? He broke...." Eva fell to the ground and began to weep.

"Oh, god. Oh, Eva." Dylan pulled her up and walked her to her bed. "Let me help you, okay? Your foot is a mess. What happened?

"I scraped it on the sidewalk. Stupid shoes."

"Where is your dress? Where are your shoes? What is going on?" Dylan couldn't make sense of what had happened.

"I left it at Liam's. It wasn't mine. None of it was mine. I walked home."

"Wait. He lives miles away. Why didn't you take the bus? Where is your purse? Your phone?" This didn't make sense to her.

Eva sighed. "I told you. It wasn't mine."

Dylan suddenly realized what had happened. He'd taken her phone back. He'd taken the car. She'd had no choice but to walk home. She swore under her breath and went into her bathroom to grab something to clean Eva up with. The next time she saw Liam, she would kill him.

Dylan: You're a real prick, you know.

Liam: Message not sent

Dylan: Did you block me?

Liam: Message not sent

She logged onto her twitter. He'd unfollowed her. Same on Facebook. He knew she'd kill him.

Dylan: Niall, where the FUCK is Liam? This is Dylan, BTW. Sorry, I stole your number.

Niall: He's sitting in front of me. Why?

Dylan: What do you mean? Are you at his place?

Niall: No, we are on the plane. We decided to leave a day early. Avoid jet lag.

Dylan: What? But, Liam? He knew?

Niall: Look, Dylan, I don't understand this conversation. Liam knew we were leaving early. We decided yesterday. He and Louis both threw a big fit, but we had to. Harry left yesterday.

Dylan: Then you don't know?

Niall: Know what?

Dylan: What is Liam doing right now?

Niall: Listening to music? I think he might be asleep. He hasn't said anything to anyone. He's pissed we had to leave early.

Dylan: He broke up with her.

Niall: ???

Dylan: He broke up with Eva. She walked home. No phone, No car. Her feet are a bloody mess.

Niall: He broke up with her?

Dylan: YES. And made her WALK HOME.

Niall dropped his phone. He stood up and walked around his seat, grabbed Liam's shirt and pulled him to his feet. "You fucking prick!" he yelled. He threw a punch that landed in Liam's stomach. He pulled his arm back, deciding this time to go for his face. He got him square in the jaw before Louis or Paddy could stop him. The huge body guard grabbed Niall's arms and Louis went to Liam. Niall was screaming at him. "You broke up with her? You made her walk home? What the fuck is WRONG with you? You fucking asshole!"

Liam rubbed his chin. "What are you talking about? I didn't make her walk home. I broke up with her. I had to. I'm not going to see her for a year, goddammit. You know as well as I do that is tour is just blending right into the next one. We are booked solid until next March! And even then, we only have April off before we go back on the road. She deserves better than that! I see how miserable El and Perrie are. I'm not doing that to Evie."

"She fucking walked home, you ass. She fucking walked home."

"Why? She has a car. Why?" Liam asked.

"According to Dylan, she has no phone, no car, no money." Niall said. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Eva is amazing. You are such a fucking idiot. You don't deserve her."

Liam's mind went wild. Why would she have walked home? He hadn't asked for the car back. He knew she was a stubborn pain in the ass, but she wouldn't have walked home. It was too far. He left the flat right after she did. He couldn't bear to be there without her. Had she left the keys behind? Why didn't she take the bus, then?

Niall launched himself at Liam again, knocking him to the ground. "You are an ass!" he yelled. Paddy pulled him off Liam before he could get another punch in. Niall laughed. "Well, if you don't want her, I'll take her. She's fucking gorgeous."

Liam saw red. "You won't fucking touch her!" His fist flew at Niall, hitting him in the eye.

Louis made a grab for Liam, trying to hold him back. Niall's own body guard stepped in to help. From the back of the plane came the voice of their manager. "What is going on up here? Why are you fighting? Liam, you are bleeding."

Liam moved his hand up to his face. He had a bloody lip. Niall was going to have a black eye. "Keep this prick away from me!" Liam shouted.

"Me? Me? You asshole. You fucking lunatic. Jesus Christ. Keep him away from ME or I'll fucking kill him. Eva is one of my best friends. This will fucking kill her. God damn, you, Liam. Stay the fuck away from me." Liam's bodyguard grabbed Liam and his belongings and took him to the back of the plane.

Niall went back to his seat, fuming.

Niall: I punched him in his fucking face.

Dylan: Good.

Niall: Is she okay?

Dylan: NO

Eva's foot was bandaged. She was now frantically digging through her dirty laundry, throwing things everywhere. Finally, she stood up, prize in her hand. She put Liam's t-shirt up to her nose and breathed in his smoke/soap/scotch smell. She walked back over to her bed, reached under it for her teddy bear, climbed under the covers and cried, clinging to both objects.