Got a secret, Can you keep it? (Jiall)

chapter 9

"But like, imagine if the stage just like, collapsed?" Louis mumbled, sipping his drink.

The boys were sitting at the table, eating dinner.

I wasn't too hungry, I mean, I haven't been eating for a while.

I still didn't feel welcomed, I knew Louis hated me, more than the others.

They still hated me.

Niall not counted, well, because we're secretely together...

I sighed.

What was I going to do? I still had the voice in my head calling me an idiot for allowing Niall to kiss me, but the problem was that I kissed back.

Why? Why?

I like girls, don't I?

Boobs, boobs, boobs.

I like boobs.

I'm not gay...

This is a time I really needed to talk to someone... a friend...

I didn't have a friend right now... unless...

I stood up, walking out of the bus with, of course, the boys staring at me. I made my way into the building, known as an arena, and hid under the stage. Once I was sure no one was here, I pulled out my phone, calling Ryan, a friend... well I hope he's still a friend of mine.

I sighed, calling his number and leaning against some pole.

"Justin?" A voice answered at the other end, it sounded like Ryan.

I couldn't help but smile slightly. He was my best friend, I missed him. "Uh, hey Ryan..." I trailed off, biting my finger nails. I could hear voices in the back ground, maybe he had some people over.

"I'm, um kind of busy at the moment, Chaz, Nolan and Mitch are over and we're kind of... uh in the middle of something." Ryan said, sighing slightly.

I frowned, "Oh, uh... sorry..."

I didn't want to bother them, I mean, I've messed up a lot of things, they probably hated me...

"Is this important, cause I can talk if you really need to." Ryan said, but his voice didn't match his words.

He hates you. serves you right.

I sighed, "Its not important, sorry I bothered you."

"Justi-" before Ryan finished his sentence, I hung up.

Face it, everyone hates me.

I choked a sob...

Great, now you're crying!

I had to be quiet, no one needs to hear me cry like a stupid little girl. I covered my face in my hands, lifting up my knees and hiding behind them as I sobbed silently.

What did I do to deserve this?

I get it, I turned into a wild child, but what did I do to deserve to be framed with those tweets, or to be confused about my stupid sexuality.

What did I do that deserved for me to be so... broken?

Liam's POV:      

Since the boys were too hungry to stop eating and look for Justin - just in case he decided to go off to a club, again - I offered, letting the boys eat.

I decided on searching the arena, he might have gone to practice since he wasn't too hungry.

I searched the green room, and dressing rooms, but nope, he wasn't there. I'd almost searched the entire building, with no luck, until I heard -Not too sure if my ears were working properly- quiet sobs coming from under the stage.