Intoxicated(A Liam Payne fanfiction)

Ch.8: The text

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I'm so lost right now.

I don't know what to do, I don't really have anyone to talk to, and I sure as hell don't like being in an uncomfortable place while I try to sort myself out.

But here I am.

I don't know how I have suddenly become so open with Liam, I have dealt with people like him before and managed to avoid them, but Liam's different. I don't understand why but he makes me feel safe, untouchable, and I want to tell him everything that has happened to me, but at the same time, I don't feel that I should.

I am at war with myself still. I feel like a cartoon character with a devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other.

The angel keeps telling me to open up to Liam, to let him comfort me, while the devil keeps telling me that this is a bad idea and I should stay away from him.

I don't know what to do though, why can't I figure this out.

"Hey Darcy!" a voice called, I jumped at the sound of my name and looked over at Louis.

"Do you want to watch the movie?" He asked, I didn't realize he had implied that he already had picked a movie, but I nodded my head anyway.

"Alright, Paranormal Activity it is" He exclaimed.

Oh great. I instinctively snuggled up close to the nearest person, which, of course, happened to be Liam.

He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer as I placed my head on his chest.

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I heald in a scream as I buried my face into Liam's shirt, I kept praying for the movie to be over soon, but it just dragged on.

Alright enough is enough.

"Liam?" I whispered, careful so the boys wouldn't here.

Liam looked down at me, "Yes?"

"Can you take me home?" I asked, he sighed and got up.

He walked over to the window, I walked over beside him.

I silently groaned as four big black vans were still parked outside of the building. "Is there somewhere I can sleep?" I asked quietly. He nodded and let me do a room.

"Thanks Liam" I smiled, he returned the smile and walked back into the other room.

I slipped inside and took off my shoes, before crawling into the bed. I let my head fall swiftly onto the pillow and I placed my phone on the table beside me.

As I was almost asleep, my phone buzzed, signaling a text.

I picked it up to reveal an unknown number. The text read.

Did you miss me?

I stared horrified at the possibilities of who it was, and decided not to answer. Perhaps they just had the wrong number.

I hope know one else finds out about this.

I eventually fell asleep, suddenly regretting leaving Liam's side.