Never Let Me Go (Liam Payne)

Chapter 15 ~ Waking up Faith

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Chapter 15 ~ Waking up Faith

"We're in a band called One Direction," Liam repeated, and my heart literally stopped. It did this little flip-flop,in my chest and I couldn't breathe. It felt like my pipes weren't working -to their best ability-, and I needed to get them to start working again.

Hell, I needed them to be working!

"Wha-what the hell does that mean?" I asked him, trying not to sound rude. God, how there was arrogance, in my answer.

"We're in a band, you know? A music band? Were internationally famous. From: book signings, cd signings, the world tour, tours, interviews etc." Liam explained, and I snorted, getting up from the sofa. I walked over to the window, and watched the rain splattering itself onto the cold, wet pavement.

I didn't care if I was over re-acting, he was acting as if Faith was un-important and she had no place in his life. Well, that was what it seemed anyway. I mean, who does that to a little girl who's: two? He hadn't metioned anything about her; nor if he wanted the best for her. He seemed more concerned about his famous life than his own sister. Damn, I wanted to slap him.

I wanted that little girl to have a life like my little sister did; but obviously, it was hard for Liam. It hurt so bad -to know that he possibly doesn't care for her-, and I wanted to know why. I knew in my soul, why I cared, but I didn't want to say it out loud because it hurt too much. 

I'm worried that he doesn't; love her like he should and I'm worried that Paul takes care of her more than he should. What is stopping him? Just because he has body guards; taking care of Faith, doesn't mean he can't. Why does he even have body guards anyway?

Oh, yeah. He's famous.

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A couple of years ago, Belle and I went to the shelter and, the things we saw and the people we met changed our minds about: human life. It made us realise that we were grateful for what we have and that feeling never left me.

Regardless if I had school work or I had somewhere else to be, I went back everyday to see those kids. I went back just to see their smiles on their faces; to see them laughing and to see them having fun. That was what kept me going and that's what made me happy. Even if I was scheduled to do a skype call with my family, I cancelled it just for the kids. Nobody could keep me away from them and if someone tried. I'd slap them and run straight to the shelter because those kids deserved everything and I wanted to give it to them.

Allthough - I hadn't been to the shelter, in a year and I didn't know why. I wanted to go back and I wanted to go back so badly because I wanted to see Rose.

A sweet little girl who was six years old (the last time I saw her). I wanted to go back especially for her and hug her; to tell her that everything's going to be ok. I wanted to reassure her that she wasn't alone; but something was stopping me and I didn't know what it was. I was annoyed at how strong her image came in my mind and I couldn't ignore it. It wasn't something I could shake off easily- because she was just a kid and I was heart-less.