Chapter 3

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Liv's POV:

I was wearing a baby pink crop top with a pair of faded jean hot pants. I looked 'decent', not to dressy, why should I? It wasn't a date or anything..

"Hey there !" I saw.... I don't even know his name...Great (note the sarcasm)

"Hey..." I let my sentence trail off. "How about you tell me your name?" I try faking a laugh.

"Oh right..sorry..I'm Liam..." He looked up at me as if he were expecting some recognition from my side.

"I'm O-"

"Olivia I know." He laughed shaking my hand. I looked up at him in shock. "How do-"

He chuckled lightly. "Yesterday morning when you ran off, you dropped a business card."

I blushed.

Without another word we headed inside the pizza parlour.

Liam's POV:

'Does she know who I am, but is faking not knowing me?...maybe she just isn't a fan..' I think to myself.

"So..." I didn't know how to say it..but I guess I had to SOMEHOW.

"-do you like One Direction?" I word vomit.

" I don't know..not much of a fan..but I don't HATE them. I mean, seriously they haven't done anything to me, so why HATE them?" 'HALLELUJAH' i praise her in mind.

"Do you?" I hear her sweet voice asking, her eyes looking into mine interested.

"I don't know...they're-" i tense not knowing what to say.

I was interrupted by my phone ringing

HARRY

I declined his call, smiling up at her.

"So what's it like working in Hollister?" I try to steer the attention off of myself.

"I HATE it! Everyone thinks it's AMAZING but seriously it's horrible. The pay is low, it's cold, my co-worker 'Sophia' is a mean bitch, and my boss is just.. I dunno" she laughs.

"WOW, I always thought working there would be like some... I don't know...honor" i say, meaning everything i said.

"Haha..well trust me it's not!" She chuckles darkly

"Well then why DO you work there?" I question.

"I used to study at LCA (London College of Fashion), i was working up to being a fashion designer, with my own boutique and all, but then last Spring my parents both died in a car crash, leaving me broke..." She sighed, her beautiful saphire blue eyes dull with sadness.

"I'm so sorry.." I start, slowly rubbing gentle circles on her hand, with my thumb.

She sighs again, and smiles at me "It's alright, i'm fine, i really am." I try to believe her, but I can't let go of the thought that she's just putting on a brave face. I decide to not pressure her with the subject any longer, so we quickly change to a lighter, funnier subject and continue with our dinner.

*after dinner*

After I finally got her to let me pay, we stand up and slowly walk out of the restaurant.

"That was nice" she smiles, flashing me a beautiful smile.

"It really was" I agree.

We stand frozen, looking at each other for a while.

"Listen, it was really nice and all but I've got to head to the bus, otherwisr I'll miss it, and I'll be stuck here." She pouts.

"Let me drive you." I offer

"Liam..i can't-"

"Yeah you can" i smile, and tug her to my new Opel Adam.

She tells me her adress, and we drive in silence, it isn't even an awkward silence...it was a nice silence. After another 15 minute drive, i pull up to a10-story building.

"Whoa...what floor are you on? Does it even have an elevator?" I breathe

"I'm on the 5th floor, yeah it does" she laughs.

I step out of the car, opening her door for her as well.

Liv's POV:

He opens my door, helping me step out of the car.

"Bye" he whispers, inching closer to me. He puts his arms around me gently as he hugs me. At first I freeze, but then I relax and gently hug him back before pulling away.

"Thanks Liam, I really had alot of fun" i grin and wave 'goodbye', then i turn around and walk inside the building.

I take the elevator, and wait for it to stop on my floor.

I take one last breath before slowly pushing my door open.

"There you are" his words are slurred as he grins at me darkly. Whenever Chris gets drunk, it's best he gets his way.

"Hey" i fake a smile.

"Don't i get a kiss?" He chuckles, walking to me. He grabs me, grinding his crotch to my front, while breathing his alcohol drenched breath into my face.

Luckily, I hear a knock at the door. I let out a sigh of relief, and pad over to the door. I open it, and IMMEDIATELY regret it. Standing infront of me is Liam.

"Hey Liv, you forgot your phone, and I-" he starts, looking up at me with his innocent puppy dog eyes.

"Liam, please not now." I whisper, pushing him away, and trying to close the door.

"LIV! Who the hell is at the door?!" I hear Chris bellow from behind myself.

"N-n-noone!" I reply, hoping he'll believe me.

"That ain't 'NOONE' !" He screams and walks up behind me.

I throw the door shut, as Chriss pulls me by my hair.

Liam's POV:

"YOU UNGRATEFUL WHORE!" i hear a deep voice boom from the other side of the door, the next thing I hear is a loud crash, and then someone whimpering. No doubt it's Liv.

"C-Chris...please..calm down..i swear, it was just one of my friends!" I hear her cry.

I hear another crash, this time it sounded more like something was being thrown.

Without overthinking it, I bolt inside the flat, and tackle the man ,that's now on top of Liv.

'All those years of boxing, weren't useless' i think to myself as I throw punches at the stranger.

After I make sure the man is incapable of standing up, I run over to a shaking Liv.

"Shhhh...it's alright I've got you." i try soothing her. She tries to speak, but instead she just errupts into sobs.

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A/N: hey guys :) PLEASE PLEASE share the story ! How'd you like the chapter? LOVE U ALL <3

-Emma

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