The Fighter

Chapter Ten

* Vanessa's P.O.V *

"It's okay Liam, it's no big deal. Just get some rest." I say as I turn to lay on my side. Liam turns me back over so I'm facing him.

"Vanessa tell me if I hurt you. Did I leave any marks on you?"

"It's okay. They don't hurt. I'm tired now."

Liam pulls back the covers and sits on my legs as he pulls my pants down. His eyes fill with guilt as he stares as the bruises he left on me.

"I can't do this. I have to go Nessa." Liam gets off the bed and gathers his belongings.

"Please don't leave me," I whisper before he walks out the door. He turns to me and stares at me, then he leaves me in the dark.

I find my way towards the door, by the time I exit my room Liam is nowhere in sight. I don't even have his number, or I might. I check the number I blocked. I unblock it and read the messages.

Unknown number: don't date the blondie.

Unknown number: I had fun ;) wish to continue.

Shit. It was Liam. My heart races as I call him. The phone rings for what seems like hours. I give up and text him instead.

Hey Liam. Please come back, you didn't hurt me. I'm fine, please don't ignore me. You were right, I do want you. Please.

Liam come back everything's okay.

Liam... Please.

I throw my phone and sit on the floor as I hug my knees. I shouldn't have let him seen the message Niall sent me.

* Liam's P.O.V *

I slam my door when I get into my car. Shit Liam. You're a fucking ass. Don't turn into your dad. Nessa begins to call me and text me. I turn my phone off. I can't see her anymore.

I drive to a pub. I have to get my mind off of this.

"What can I help you with today Payne?" Leon, the bartender says as he cleans out glasses.

"The strongest thing you have," I pull out my wallet and put 10 dollars on the table.

I've been doing this for seven months. Taking my anger out by drinking. My mum thinks I should stop, but I can't. This is the only way I can take my anger out, other than beating the shit out of someone.

"Thanks mate," I say as I take a gulp of my cup.

"Hi," a brunette comes up to me. I smile and continue to drink.

"What's your name? I've seen you here often so I decided to talk to you," she giggles.

"Liam, and yours?"

"Emily." she smiles.

"Cool," I say trying to end the conversation.

"So how come you come here so much?" she moves closer to me.

"Just to get drinks, you?"

"To hang out." She drops her bag and bends down. Shit Liam don't do anything. Her cleavage shows more than what she intended to.

I start to leave but she comes up behind me.

"Do you think you could take me home? I need a ride." she smiles. I sigh.

"I don't think I can. I'm a bit drunk and I only live about two minutes away so I'm going home," I slur.

"Well if you don't mind, could I stay at your place?"

"Get in," I say. I'm not sure if its the alcohol or not, but I see her eyeing me from the corner of my eye.

After an uncomfortable three minutes we're at my flat. I open the door and she walks in.

"Nice place," she looks around.

"Thanks." I throw my keys on the counter.

"Are you single ?" She says as she walks closer to me.

"Yeah." I say as I take a seat on the couch.

She walks over to me and sits on my lap.

"Good," she whispers into my ear. She mashes her sloppy lips onto mine and I can taste cherries. She gets up and slides her underwear down, from under her tight dress, then resumes to kiss me. I continue to run my fingers up and down her spine. I try to lift her up but she doesn't move.

"I don't think so," she smiles. "I like to be in charge." She takes off my pants but keeps my boxers on. She places her head in the crook of my neck as she rubs herself against me.

"I want you to fuck me hard," she whispers as she nibbles on my ear.

* Vanessa's P.O.V *

I can't do this. I have to have Liam talk to me. Should I go to his house? No. I'll give it a few days. Maybe I should at least go see him and tell him I'm not hurt? I'll do it tomorrow. I need to rest. But I can't. As soon as I wake up I'll go see Liam. Maybe he would talk to me and he won't be blaming himself for hurting me. Even though he did. I hope he'll forget about it.

*

I wake up and make a cup of coffee, then I go find something to wear. I pick out a random pair of pants and a oversized sweater. It's too cold outside to wear shorts again. I walk into the bathroom to place my hair in a high messy bun. I call a cab and decide to leave a note for Ariana so she won't stalk me down again. I rush downstairs with my coffee as I wait for the cab.

"Hey Nessa," Harry walks up to me and smiles. The snow in his curly hair makes him look like an angel.

"Hey," I smile.

"What's up?"

"I'm about to go to Liam's. What are you doing down here?" I ask. He laughs.

"I live here," he does? I've never seen him. "Are you and Liam a thing now?" he continues.

"No," I laugh "we're just friends."

"With benefits?" He winks. The cab pulls up and I sigh, I don't want to leave him. He's so beautiful.

"I'll talk to you later," I wave. I text Niall while I'm on they way to Liam's.

"That's 25 dollars," the driver says.

"Thank you," I smile as I hand him the money. I hop out of the cab and stare at his house. I'm not ready. What am I going to say?

I swallow a lump in my throat as I approach the door.