Humane (Liam Payne)

Chapter 35 ~ Liam

Chapter 35 ~ Liam

Get your shit together. Get your shit together. I told myself this over and over as I sat on the floor with my back against my door. Why hadn't she come back yet? Why hadn't she come running through this door and into my arms so we could work this out?

I missed her. God, I missed her so God damn much. She'd only been gone for a few hours and I was already a mess. I cried for at least an hour after she left. I cried because I missed her, I cried because I love her, and I cried because I blew it. I messed up, and at first I thought she was overreacting, but then I saw what she was talking about. I saw online and on TV that they thought she was using me for the fame, they saw her as some bottom-feeding gold digger and I wanted to throw my TV out the window. They didn't know her like I did; they didn't understand her like I did.

Liam Payne's girlfriend, Parker Harrison was told my Liam himself that she's a big fan of One Direction. Is she there to full-fill her boy band fantasies? Does that mean there's hope for other lucky fans out there?

I was about to go down to the studio and give that man a piece of my mind. But that would be rude. He's only doing his job, but still. They don't know shit and I don't know who to be angrier at. Them, for making her into something she's not, or myself, for starting this whole mess.

What do I do? I don't know what to do. When I was with Danielle so many wonderful fans loved her, but the others, who made her feel like she was worthless didn't get to her at all. She was so strong and no matter how much I offered to have her shielded from the fans, she told me she could handle it. At first, I was reluctant to let her be so exposed, but I soon learned that she was invincible. That is one of the many reasons why I admire her so much.

But Parker's different. She can't handle it. That was just the first wave of hate out of many she would be getting if she's with me? Is she with me? If she is, will she stay with me after this? If she left, I would be pretty disappointed for hardly even trying, but I know just how hard the fans can be. Their dedication is unreal, I know that, but they don't seem to understand that by making the person I love the most in the world feel like nothing isn't going to make me like them.

But I know some fans are wonderful. Everyday my mentions and inbox on Twitter is full with wonderful and sweet messages from fans. Those make me smile, but the ones that say rude and cruel things make me feel terrible, and I know that's what they want. But why? I never understood what any of us-especially Parker-did to deserve this.

I decided to call Harry. Amabel has to go through this, and I need him to tell me what to do. If I called Amabel herself she would say something about it not bothering her, but that's not what I need to hear. I need to hear that there's a way to fix because the thought of Parker in pain puts me in pain.

"I don't know what to do," I pleaded.

"I'm on my way. Unlock the door so I can come inside when I get there."

I hang up and do as Harry says. After what seems like hours the door opens and Harry steps inside.

"So where is Parker staying now?"

"With Niall. I don't know what's going on, she won't call me or return any of my messages." I whine, literally whine with my head in my hands. I want her to come back so much, I need her here. I love her.

"Hey mate, I'm sorry." He pats my back but it doesn't make me feel better.

"How does Amabel do it? How does she handle it?" I ask him desperately. There must be something.

Harry shrugs. "I don't know, honestly. So many people hate on her all the time because she's with me, and I know you know that-all the lads do-but I don't know what she does to handle it. Sometimes I think she may just break and not want to be with me anymore, because it's too much, but she doesn't."