Taken // One Direction [Completed]

Chapter Four: Don't Ruin It

Throughout the day Liam keeps trying to subtly remind us his birthday, but little did he know.

Before getting ready for the party, though, back at the studio when Taylor and Harry cam back, she was grasping tightly on to his arm and he looked like he was ready to kill himself. Being completely innocent, I stood from the couch where I sat talking to Niall about his family in Ireland, and ran straight at Harry, wrapping my arms around his waist so Taylor had to let go. Harry wrapped his arms around my shoulders, rubbing my back.

But I was ripped away from him instantly when Taylor grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back, causing me to fall to the floor. Zayn was instantly at my side, helping me to get back up and asking me if I was okay and if anything was hurt. Harry, confused as to why she would even bother, looked from me, to her, then me, and back at her, glaring at her before he stomped over to me, grabbed my shoulders and walked me out of the studio.

Once we got home, I instantly went to my room to get ready. I got dressed for Liam's surprise party, wearing a short, white, strapless dress with white Converse.

When we got to the rented warehouse that was packed with people, we turned off the lights and everyone hid, waiting for Liam to come in with Danielle.

When we heard the car pulling up, a chorus of, "Shh!"s erupted throughout the warehouse. Everyone sat still and silent when the doors opened, but when Liam flicked the lights on, confusion written all over his face, the party began.

"Surprise!" everyone shouted, jumping out of where they were hidden. Liam's mouth hung open, a smile taking over his face. Danielle hugged him and kissed his cheek. The boys all ran up and hugged him. Once they all pulled away, still patting his shoulders, I ran up, ready to hug him with my arms stretched open. Liam grabbed my waist and lifted me, resting me on his hip, which was perfectly easy for anyone to do considering the fact I was 5'2 and weighed less than a twelve-year-old.

Yeah, he can do that because I'm small because I was anorexic.

Liam put me down then when more people began to come over to greet him. I stood back, letting people crowd around him. I suddenly felt someone grab my wrist and pull me to the side and when I looked up, I saw the ladies I recognized as Danielle, Eleanor and Perrie.

"Tay, right?" Dani said, smiling and looking down at me.

"Yep, I am."

"And you're sixteen?" Perrie asked, shocked.

"Yeah, I apologize for my height. Harry's getting me to eat more though, so he'll make sure I get bigger." 

"That's not he's doing with you, eh," El said, giggling. Louie probably told her about our incident.

"All we did was sleeping... and kissing," I said, blushing as the girls giggled.

"It was nice meeting you Tay! You're so adorable!" Perrie said, and they gave me a hug each and walked off.

I turned around, searching the tabled to find someone I know, but instead I saw Harry at a table on the far end, talking to Taylor.

Quietly, I skipped over and got under the table they were leaning against so I could listen to them talking.

"You could have hurt her," Harry said, angrily.

"But I didn't," she scoffed.

"She was bleeding, Taylor."

"Yeah, as if you really care about Tay and her well-being."

"I bloody well do care!" Harry shouted, standing up right so he wasn't leaning against the table.