Humane (Liam Payne)

Chapter 31 ~ Liam

Chapter 31 ~ Liam

Ever since I got Parker on Twitter, she wouldn't get off. She followed a ton of her favorite artists and bands. I smiled when I saw her smiling, staring at her screen. The fact that she has gone through so much yet she's giggling while on Twitter makes me admire her so much. It's like if she's happy-and has nothing to be happy about-then I should be too because I have every reason to be.

The next day, I can tell Parker's in a bad mood from the way she doesn't greet me when she enters the kitchen. She takes one look in the fridge and scowls, closing it and stomping to her room. I call it her room because she can use it for as long as she wants, and I want her stay. Minutes later she returns with her hair brushed and down, in white shorts with a black tank top. It suits her really well. My eyes rake her body slowly, but she doesn't seem to notice, fortunately.

I don't like to her upset, so I feel obligated to ask her when I said, "How are you?"

She freezes and stares at me. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. "How am I? How am I?" Her voice rises. "How do you think I'm doing? My parents are psychotic animals and my brother left me in this fucking town with no one!" She screams at me.

I blink. What? Yesterday she seemed happy; she was smiling and laughing. What got into her today to make her so angry? She's got to be bipolar or something.

"My life is shit right now! I don't know where to go after this 'cause obviously I'm not staying here forever." My heart sinks when she says those words. "My brother left me and I don't know what to feel towards him. He's been the only person that understands me and now he's gone and left me with the worst possible people on this planet! I don't want to be even a hundred miles from them. Fuck!"

I try to step towards her, concern filling me from head to toe. I never want her to be this upset. I want to hold her, comfort her and tell her everything's going to be okay, because as long as she's with me, it will be. "Parker..."

"No! I don't need your pity! I need you to kick me out!"

"Why would I do that?" I ask softly. "I don't want you to leave. I'm not forcing you to stay, so if you want to go, then go." It pains me to think of Parker not being there when I wake up every morning but I just want what's best for her. So if she wants to leave, I won't stop her.

"I don't want to leave either, you dumb shit!" She yells at me. "Of course I want to stay; I want to stay with you. And I don't mean it for the bedroom, or the warm showers. I mean it for you, okay? You make me so angry, but at the same time I know I won't survive without you because you bring out something in me that I've never seen before. Fuck, no one has seen it before and that scares me!"

My breath gets caught in my throat. Did I hear her correctly? I step closer so there is only a few inches between us and look down into her brown eyes. They're wide and watery, and I want to wipe away the tears before they spill over. Too late; they're already streaming down her face. I cup her cheeks and wipe them away with the pads of my thumbs. Her lips part slightly and her cheeks flush. She looks utterly beautiful even when she's a mess.

"I-I didn't mean to say that, I..." She trails off, but I interrupt.

"Did you mean that?" I whispered, and she nodded. "You should have told me how you felt. I never want you to leave here, ever. I don't like the thought of you being out there in this crazy world alone. You'll always be safe with me."

She smiles and something that could only be labeled as relief washes over her face. She lets out something that sounds like a combination of a laugh and a cough and I smile sweetly at her. "I didn't make you uncomfortable did I? I don't want that, and I probably shouldn't have said anything. Today just isn't my day and I feel bad for yelling at you when you've been nothing but nice to me and-"