Forgotten

Chapter 5

"BEATRICE. COME BACK, PLEASE!" I could hear him yelling but his voice grew smaller and smaller as I picked up my pace down the long hotel hallway. I made it into the elevator just in time. Tears just kept falling. There was no stopping them, they had a mind of their own. As of then, I had no brother. At least not anymore. The doors opened to the lobby and I almost smashed right into Arrow Boy.
        "Oh I'm sorry! Didn't mean to bump ya there." He smiled. I smiled back and wiped the tears from my eyes. I stepped out letting the doors close behind me. His face fell when he say how upset I was.
        "Why are you crying? Did he yell at you? He's been trying to control his anger issues. I'm Liam by the way" he held out his massive hand, and a gladly shook it. But I felt couragous, so I pulled him into a hug. Surprisingly he let me, resting his chin on my shoulder (I was as tall as him with the heels I was wearing) I broke into ugly sobs, soaking his white jumper. He let out a quiet "Shh" and an occasional "It's okay"
        "Why don't we go get some coffee?" He suggested, wiping the smudged makeup from my cheeks. I nodded and smiled. Liam was like a big teddy bear, He was gonna grow on me...


        "And so, we moved here to get away from all that." I finished explaining my life story to Liam, who was slowly sipping a cappuccino. I on the other hand had a chai latte.
        "That's a pretty hectic life. Having fans camping outside your house? I would want to move to America too!'' He chuckled.
        "Hey! It is not a laughing matter! They brought tents!" I giggled. I hated Niall , and his band, but Liam wasn't half bad. I heard his girlfriend had dumped him again a week before, so I wasn't going to show any mixed signals. Liam was a friend, only a friend.        
        "I'm sorry about Niall, about him never mentioning you." The conversation took a turn into Sadville. 
        "It's not your fault. He should apologize," Even though he kinda did, "He can't always have people doing stuff for him." I was serious, and Liam could tell. 
        "If I forgot about my sister I would never forgive myself. I would spend every day making it up to her." He just smiled. Like a huge, shaved puppy. He had pretty eyes...
        "So. Should we head back? It's getting late and i'm sure that Iceberg of a bodygaurd, needs you. And my roommate is probably worried sick" I started to gather my things, but Liam shakily took my hand, forcing me to look at him.
        "I have a better idea..."He grinned from ear to ear and started jumping up and down like some excited 3 year old. I wasn't worried about him doing something bad, he's just a kid at heart...