A Summer to Remember

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2 

            I look up at Liam from the spot where I sat on the floor; his hands are shaking underneath mine which I wrap around his and I watch him as he watches the floor. His caramel brown eyes are darken with anger and hurt, I study his face, as every curve of his face drops; when tears start to roll down his cheeks. He grunts loudly, because Liam hates to cry in front of me because he knows I start to cry with him and he doesn’t want me upset too. He flips over shoving his face into my bed so I can’t see him anymore. Tears roll down my own cheeks, I flick them away with the back of my hand and look at him.

My poor Liam, sometimes girls are just so cruel. I said that yesterday about my friend’s NOW ex-boyfriend. So I guess it is just people who can be cruel! I feel bad for making him feel like he can’t cry in front of me but if he cries I cry that’s how it always worked and since last year it seemed as if he hated to see me cry. I wonder what he is thinking right now… maybe he is questioning whether it was a good idea to come to my house… I WANT TO HELP LIAM, I REALLY DO!!! I JUST DON’T KNOW HOW!!!

****Liam’s Perspective***

 I can hear Taylor sniff; I feel a jab in my heart, or what is left of my heart that is broken into a million pieces. Taylor, she is like my sister; I love her like I do my own blood little sisters Annie and Aly. Well they aren’t little they are a year younger but whatever. I feel a fresh new wave of tears coming on before I can do anything they roll down my cheeks and Taylor starts to cry with me. I grunt loudly as I flip over and scream into Taylor’s bed which smells like her, clean laundry and baby pounder. I made her cry, GREAT JOB LIAM, make other people feel your pain. How could Ashley and Shane-!?! How could my own brother back stab me like this??? And Ashley she seemed so into me, she seemed as in love with me as I was with her!!! What did I do wrong! Am I overreacting? My eyes burn, my head is pounding and all I can think is: please someone just put me out of my misery?!

 I grab one of Taylor’s pillows and put it over the back of my head; I listen carefully as I hear ‘When I Was Your Man’ by Bruno Mars playing downstairs. I realize I have just crashed Taylor’s sleepover with Alex, OH CRAP LIAM, YOU’VE RUINED THEIR NIGHT!

“Can I have some Advil?” I muffle into Taylor’s bed, at first I think she doesn’t hear me but I hear the door close gently behind her and I am left alone in her bedroom. I sit up on Taylor’s red and black queen size comforter; I see that she has rearranged her room…again. Her TV is on the wall and her dresser is to my right and her bookcase is to my left I see her pink teddy bear that I gave her when we were younger for her birthday. Her sandy colour furniture is so much happier than my black stuff back at home. I check my phone looking at my messages wishing I could hear something from Ashley but nothing. I see the time 11:11. Time to make a wish! I wish I could find the love of my life, someone who won’t hurt me! I think while my eyes are closed.

If I could I would rip my heart out, I would because anything right now would be better than feeling like this. This isn’t the first time I have ended up at Taylor’s door, just after a breakup but Ashley and I had be together for almost a year, I thought we had something special. I brush my hand through the brown soaked mess on my head, Taylor had tried to dry it as best she could but I knew her better than anyone; that right now when I couldn’t think straight, neither could she.

 It was like everything I felt she felt too, and everything I could or couldn’t do, she did the same; it isn’t like she is mirroring me but that she is connected to me. Well she is my sister, she is connected to me. STUPID! I face palm myself and fall back on Taylor’s bed; I stare at the ceiling wondering what to do tonight. Where I should sleep? I can’t go back home, that’s where I caught them having sex on my brother’s bed. Thanks bro, nice to know you have my back!