FRAGILE. {Lirry Stayne}

C h a p t e r. 6.

I'M SORRY FOR BEING A HORRIBLE HORRIBLE PERSON AND PUTTING THIS ON HAITUS. I really needed to though, because for some reason the last few weeks of school is the perfect time for teachers to give you a ridiculous amount of work and projects. I also may uh, be getting a bit into yaoi anime but let's not talk about that. Anyway it's pretty warm out so I just got reminded of the summer and I've just been to the pool so I thought, "why not write more?" So, yeah. It is finally July, the hiatus is over, and the next chapter will hopefully be out soon after this.

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 "What?" I heard Liam almost immediately respond. I quickly came to every one of my senses, possibly more amplified than normal. What did I just ask?

"N-nevermind!" I squeaked, hastily making my way to the edge of the pool. I needed to get out of here. I felt like the water was dragging me in, weighing me down. I needed to be alone and relax. 

"Where are you going?" I heard that dark, twisted, demanding voice once again that gave me chills. His hand was quick to grab my wrist, and I knew now there was no hope of me getting out of this situation. Unless I could gag myself, but I don't know how I could do that without him noticing.

"Tell me what you said again?" He whispered, his lips dangerously close to my ear, his evil hot breath fanning down my neck. I squirmed and fidgeted, little needles poking holes everywhere in my body. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, not being able to process how uncomfortable I was feeling. My back was perfectly erect, my body resembling a metal pole. 

"It was nothing." I mumbled.

"What?" He hissed.

"I ASKED WHO ZAYN WAS!" I finally shouted, gasping shortly after my outburst. I was shocked with myself. This wasn't unusual though. I would be itched and bothered and I would keep silent for as long as I could before BAM. I would scream at the top of my lungs; whatever was bothering me. My mouth hung open, my eyes wide, I didn't dare look at Liam.

Slowly, his hand left my wrist, leaving a burning feeling where it originally was placed. My muscles suddenly relaxed and my shoulders slumped completely.

"I'm sorry." I sighed, my head hanging low, my dark, wet curls hanging over my eyes as I began to trudge out of the water.

"I'll tell you." Liam spoke softly. I looked over to him, almost gasping at the sight. He looked beautiful. The rays of the sun hitting every single contour of his body perfectly, illuminating every bump and curve. His face had a relationship with light like they were two peas in a pod. His doe-like eyes were so sincere I could almost feel the vulnerability in his gaze at the moment. I had never, EVER looked at him this way. Why was I all of a sudden?

This is crazy, no, more than crazy. I am going insane. He is practically my brother! Just, we're not related at all and live in the same house. I can't think of him this way. No way, no how. 

I sat down at the edge of the pool once I had cleared all the delirious thoughts inside of my head. 

"I met Zayn when he moved here in the 8th grade. He intrigued me, he intrigued everyone. He rarely ever talked, but he was so attractive, and it just rose everyone's curiosity. By the time high school started, I had gotten pretty close to him. You could say I was obsessed. I switched most of my classes to match with his. I took every chance I got to talk to him. I didn't even know why. But then it hit me." Liam stopped for a second.

Already I was thinking heavily about his story. Most of it had shocked me. I would never think Liam was the type of person to change anything about himself to please others. He always was thick-skulled and kept the same opinion. The idea that one boy who barely ever talked could make him switch classes was deluded.