The Fighter

Chapter Nineteen

Liam's POV

I tried to walk as slow as possible to the car. I don't really want to talk to Vanessa about why I'm here to pick her up and about Emily. It would only take about a minute or so to reach the car, and that's not enough time to make up a lie. I can't tell her about Emily and I in Forever 21's bathroom. If I did she'd run away from me again like the stubborn girl she is. I can't help but love the stubborn side of her.

I take a deep breath when the exit door is in sight. I'm still not ready to start this conversation. I wonder if she's nervous too. I fumble with the keys in my pocket, as we get closer to the car. I feel like I'm about to do something embarrassing like sing on a stage, maybe I'm overreacting. I can't be that nervous. I just don't want to lose her. One day she might fight back, and leave me. And when I try to force her to come with me, she'll end up running off with Harry.

I'm cut out of my thoughts when I hear a door slam. Vanessa is already inside the car and I'm standing at the driver's side looking like an idiot. I open the door and climb in. Vanessa doesn't look my way.

"So, are you going to explain everything to me?" She looks out the window. I inhale as I think of something.

"I don't really have anything to explain." I shrug.

"Oh you don't? Why were you kissing that slut in Forever 21? After you just told me you love me, and I let you take my virginity. Something no guy has ever done, and no guy will ever be able to do. I already told you before I was saving myself for someone I love or until marriage. You basically lied to me just to take it. And then you have the nerve to come to the hospital and pick me up? Seriously Liam?" she unbuckles her seatbelt, but before she's able to open the door I turn on the child safety lock.

"This again? You're pathetic." She laughs and rolls her eyes. I have to admit, she's hot when she's angry and yelling.

"You want me to explain myself, and then you try to leave me?" I sit back staring out the windshield while running my fingers through my hair.

"Well, hurry up and explain yourself."

"Emily and I didn't do anything. She kissed me and I tried to pull away but she wouldn't let me." Oh, and we had anal sex.

"Are you sure? Because I stood there and watched you two make out for two minutes." She snaps.

"I told you she wouldn't fucking let me go." I yell louder than I intended.

"Can you unlock the door now?" she huffs, "I'm leaving with Harry. "

"He already left." I lie, trying to make her stay with me.

"I'll just call him and tell him to come back."

"Why do you even like Harry?" I say under my breath, trying not to be heard.

"Well, maybe because he actually respects me. He doesn't force me to leave with him. He isn't bipolar like you are, and he doesn't want me just for sex." I wince when she says 'he doesn't want me just for sex.' Does she seriously think I want her for sex still? I don't want to even discuss that with her right now, it doesn't seem like the right moment. We can talk about that a different day. When she decides Harry isn't right for her. I am.

Vanessa's POV

I decide to go onto my old twitter I used in high school just to pass time. I don't want to talk to Liam right now. He pissed me off too much in almost a month. I scroll through all my mentions and see more hideous things that have been said to me since I was a freshman. I'm use to all of these things by now; I already have a low self-esteem. It couldn't possibly go any lower than it already is.