I Knew I Had to get you, Whatever the Payne (A Liam Payne Love Story)

Chapter 25

Chapter 25: 

Amy's POV: 

We had been sitting in the exact same spot for what felt like ages. Why weren't the cars moving? Why did this have to happen now?

Louis could sense my frustration, and gave me a sympathetic smile through the rear-view mirror. "It's okay Amy, everything will be fine." 

"But what if is isn't?" I shot back, "What if everything's not okay?" 

I tried to swallow the lump that was at the back of my throat, but there was no ignoring the sadness I felt. I need to get to Liam now, car or nor car. 

"I'm sorry guys," I said, putting my palm on the door handle, "I do what I have to do." 

I yanked the door open, leaving the confused faces of my friends behind. The car wasn't moving, so it was easy for me jump out. 

I didn't look back at my friends, I didn't look back at all. I only wanted to see Liam, and as I sprinted down the pavement, my pink heels in hand, that's what I was going to do. 

Liam's POV: 

I faced the facts. She wasn't coming. I knew Amy, and if she were coming, she would have replied by now. She's probably having a fantastic time with Chance at the moment, laughing over something he said or did. 

She always used to laugh whenever I made a cheesy joke, even when it made no sense at all. She would laugh purely at the stupidity of the joke, not the actual punch line. 

And to think, all of this started because of Summer. Because I was too chicken to tell Amy how I really felt, that Summer had threatened to do so for me. She had a tape of that night. The night where Amy fell asleep in my arms, and I told her how I really had felt (in chapter 17). 

I shook my head in disbelief, how much of a fool I was. I couldn't tell her about it on the beach, and I couldn't tell her about it the other day. I used other things to help pin up my frustration and anger towards Summer, which ended up making this situation a thousand times worse. 

I grunted, feeling tears slowly begin to form in my eyes. I still held the picture of the two of us in my hand. I had been staring at it forever, had been reliving our memories over and over again. 

That was it. I was going to find her, no matter what it took. 

Amy's POV: 

"I'm sorry ma'am," the officer said, "But we can't let you past this point on foot." 

"Well screw that," I said, barging past the officer and running through the many cars still stopped dead. 

"Hey! Wait up!" 

I ignored the officer's protests, and continued sprinting down the black pavement. Nothing was stopping me, nothing at all. 

Thankfully, school was only a mile away from where I had escaped Louis's car. It didn't take me long at all to get to the narrow country road in which my school was located. 

I sprinted down that road. I ran like I had never ran before. I ran faster than that night on the beach, I ran faster than the tears that had poured down my cheeks only days before. I ran and ran and ran. 

Except this time, I wasn't running away from Liam, I was running to him. 

I had to apologize, I overreacted, just like I do for everything. 

I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw my school in sight, the light brown stone reflecting off the stars perfectly. I never realized how much St. Mary's Academy looked like a castle. It was built so long ago, every intricate detail on each building giving it somewhat of a medieval vibe.